I Love U! Husband Carried
CHAPTER 35 - Let's Break Up

"Let's split up, brother."

Carefully and somewhat trembling, I made a decision that was so painful. My heart is so broken it feels. Meanwhile, Kak Anta immediately turned his body after hearing my request.

"What are you talking about, Kania? why do you like to make things worse? it's late, I'm tired of working all day. After all you also allowed to meet Isma, I went to see him from being with you. Is it not enough?" tanyakanya.

His face was always calm and serene, now so lit up right at that moment my eyes were full of puddles of water beads. I had a hard time withstanding my grief and started talking again.

"Not enough for my brother. Choose me or Isma's mother? Can't answer my question, right?" myrag.

"It doesn't matter! You always think too much!"

"important! it concerns my feelings as my sister's wife."

"I was just helping Isma and her family. They need my help!"

That is how he answered.

While his eyes glanced at my eyes, like the middle signaled that he would continue beside Mbak Isma, his former lover. Stay with him until his life is over.

Honey, her life is so long and gray, while her relationship has branched out with another girl, I. I approached him with tears, standing in front of him, holding on with all my might.

When I heard the sound of the clock, I realized, I was not the woman he wanted in his life. His love and heart have been shared by another woman, Isma, whose everything is far above me.

"If Sister Isma needs the attention and affection of Kak Anta, Brother wants to marry Ma'am Isma? just like my sister's wedding." I looked into his eyes even though my eyes were clouded with tears.

But, I thought, why should I feel inferior? isn't that the same as taking myself down? it makes me even worse, because in a variety of impossible hopes and realities, like a soap bubble that flies towards the clouds...

Unfortunately the heart is not as simple as the mind. My heart was too complex, especially to accept a reality that had soared far above expectations. My cheeks felt warm as the clear bead continued to flow.

"If you're still in love with Isma, why would you marry me? for pity?" I said, pointing to his left chest.

"Our kania is married---"

"We marry without love." My Sergey, even before Anta finished his words.

"So I forgot, huh? I was still in love with Petra, and brother? I am still in love with Isma. Even until now!!!"

"When brother do'a, brother again Do'akan Ma'am Isma right?" Connect me.

With a heavy heart, I slowly reevaluated how our wedding journey was going. Trying to look at him in this way, really tortured.

With teary eyes, Sister Anta said; "Yes, I pray for Isma."

He bowed his head from me. Could he be crying for Isma?

Sister Anta, now that you have hurt me perfectly, your love pierced my heart, entered into the deepest recesses of my heart, ruining my life.

Sister Anta less especially me for you, until you consider me this way, I was injured but in your mind only about Ms. Isma.

You should know how much my life hurts and I hurt because of your heart. Destroy all my hopes and then you go flying away lost, carrying my love for the sake of your ex-lover...

"So, brother, will someone else, another woman, be in our room?" I said with a trembling tone.

He stared at me, until I had tears, and then he spoke; "I'm sorry,"

"For the time being I have not been able to forget Isma completely and I have not been able to ignore her, because Isma needs me."

I smell my heart. The pain in me was slowly clouded by his words present lingering in my ears. His voice was floating in the air, trembling around my ears. As my eyes glared far away, through the darkness of the gray night, with tiny stars strewn like pearls impossible to pluck.

"You won't be able to escape Isma's mother, Brother." I slowly moved away from him, bringing all the pain I could.

"So it's better, I let go of brother."

Just the pain, all the good treatment, affection and care he gave no doubt is not a sign that he loves me. Or maybe trying to love me...

"I'm going away from this house, for brother's happiness."

"Kania, I beg you" he said after grabbing my hand.

"For what else? hurt each other? our marriages only hurt each other. Brother is hurt by being forced to let go of true love, whereas I am hurt by loving someone who is not finished with his past."

He looked at me, much deeper. And I looked back at him, but with a cold nose, to see his reaction.

"You mean you love me?" Ask me.

Wiping away the tears, I answered him with a sharp look, in order to touch the recesses of his heart.

"Sister wouldn't believe that I would love Anta's sister, would he? but I did it."

"I love Brother!" i firmly.

"I love Sister Anta so much, that I obey all my sister's wishes. Including everything about Sister Isma, I always obey even if my heart hurts."

Suddenly the atmosphere around us became silent.There was only a clockwork clink in the middle of the night that accompanied. Meanwhile, Brother Anta is still sculpting.

"If you can't choose, then I understand that your love should be united. I'll get out of here and go back to the village."

I jerked her hand from my hand, then continued, "We can live apart, I will raise this baby myself. I'll fill my days and survive."

"on its own. I'll do it all alone." I said diplomatically. And in front of me, he's still mute.

"But, first of all tell me that brother will divorce me!" I said.

"No, I have to tell you that I am alone in this world. And brother will give up my status as wife."

He who began to growl in mist, looked around. As if I still can't believe everything I've said to her, with all the reality that's waking us up at the moment.

"I'm not sane Kania. I married a girl to make her happy, but it made her sick. I don't know what I am? my world spins 3 times faster, until I don't know where I am?" said it.

"Say that brother divorced me! and I'm gonna get out of here!" I firmly came back.

"You don't want to live with me anymore?"

"Sister!" I raised my tone, just after he asked me a question I thought was ridiculous.

"I will accompany you between heaven and earth, I will tell you where. But tell me you can open your eyes!" Connect me.

"Sister can't even choose between me or Ms. Isma, it's all because brother turned a blind eye and was reluctant to let go of the past. Because it's... Divorce me and we live apart!"

"I choose you!!!" Strictly, "OK? I choose you!"

My eyes were round hearing the answer from him. What he just said is still clear in my ears. I tried to doubt it, but the sentence was alive again. I looked at him sharply, to make sure that he wasn't messing with his words.

"No, Sister Isma is the winner, divorce me!"

"I choose you! I've said that if it's with you, it'll be with you forever!"

"More with me? but the heart is still shackled by the past?"

The night felt so quiet. There was a solitary star, Suddenly I found Sister Anta holding me tightly and I was drowning in her chest. His heartbeat is so fast as someone racing in a horse race. He put his jaw close to my ear, then whispered:

"Give me some time! At least until this child is born. I will try to grow love for you. And if for the next eight months I still can't forget Isma, I promise to obey your will! we can split up."

I know how to whisper, and I know how to cry. I know where to find answers, and I know how to lie. I know how to deal with reality and I know when to dream. I know when to hold you tighter, and I know when to give you leeway. I knew the night was getting late and I knew time would pass.

And I'm not gonna tell you everything I have to tell you. But I knew I had to try.

The night accompanied me in sadness and silence....