I'm Your Wife Not a Statue
divorcing vanesha

from the first time she came to the hospital, the woman in Nesha's new wheelchair realized her presence, the woman was always around her husband's ward, not infrequently Nesha shed her tears while praying for healing for her husband.

"well, who is that woman" Nesha asked her mother-in-law, Farah had trouble answering, she could not imagine her daughter-in-law's response if she knew she was her husband's second wife.

"mah, who is he"

"mah, Fakhri was aware" Raisa shouted to shift the focus of the two of them, quickly the three of them entered into Fakhri's room.

there was still an oxygen mask on her face, Nesha sitting beside her holding Fakhri's hand.

"Fakhri, what the pain says"

"ne-nesha sorry"

"huushst, don't discuss what you used to be, your recovery is the most important now.

Nesha wiped the tears coming down from Fakhri's cheek, Fakhri glanced at the woman in the wheelchair, the woman was also crying, she wanted to hug and also clasped Fakhri's hand, but it seemed impossible, the woman was also crying, she wanted to hug and also clasped Fakhri's hand, Raisa is self-conscious about her position.

Fakhri POV

my tears fell when I saw Nesha's face, my guilt for that woman made me even more sure to end our relationship, maybe he and I will both be hurt but this decision is the best for both of you, I will tell Nesha suao Raisa immediately and I will drop the talaq on her.

Nesha did not turn away from my side the woman continued to be near me, she also continued to chant the father of the Qur'an for me.

not infrequently I met him in a state of crying, I could not hurt him any further, had enough of all his pain, Nesha deserved to be happy and it was not with me.

"Nesha"

"iya Fakhri, what do you want" Nesha closed her Qur'an, she focused herself on looking at me.

"i love you Nesha, I love you sorry for hurting your feelings during our time together" the woman cried again her tears came down profusely.

"i love you too Fakhri"

"Nesha, you deserve to be happy, you don't deserve a man like me "

I smiled, her face was so cute when it was red like that.

"i want to hug you nes, what can "don't think Nesha long directly hugged me, the woman sobbed sob in my arms, even though it was difficult for me to try to return his embrace.

"i love you Fakhri, don't make me afraid again with news like this" Isak Nesha sounded bitter.

"sorry for making you worry"

Nesha came back dudu, she rubbed her rough tears with her arms.

"don't cry nes"

"this cry is a happy cry because you are conscious "

POV author

Some people enter Fakhri's room, there are Fakhri's parents Nesha and Raisa's parents as well

Fakhri let out a deep breath, with the help of Nesha Fakhri sitting leaning on her bed.

Fakhri POV

it seems like the right time to tell everyone about my relationship with Raisa, I take a deep breath before speaking.

"there's something I want to tell you"

they all looked at me seriously.

"what's my son" it's my mother-in-law.

"actually I want to divorce vanesha "