It's Happier After Divorce
6. Divorce Advice?

"Honestly, Brother Mi. I was always sad! hearing all the stories that brother said that, from the loss of affection, honey whose work pitted the sheep let brother's husband get angry and there was a fight until my nephew who was not noticed anymore. But, how do I say the same brother. Ara had said repeatedly, so that the brother would divorce the husband of the brother."

"But I–"

"The devil of love, this love kills you brother! Just trust your sister."

Ayra my sister's name. We're two brothers and she's the only family I have right now,

both of our parents died three years ago so he was the only place to complain. Every time I'm sad, we're definitely making a video call, not me always contacting her, but Ayra from her initiative.

He always yelled to convince me to just part with Dimas. But like the voice of the people, I never heard it.

It's not about love anymore. But about my son. Farewell can make my son no longer have papa. I know it hurts.

"Sister!" the sound of the cry of my sister Ayra, again made this realization return.

"Why?" ask me surprised.

"Try sister listen carefully huh," Ayra's voice returned softly. "Everything's crossed the line, brother. Marriage is made so that it can channel desire in a halal way. But in marriage there must be happiness. Is sister not tired of continuing to quarrel and cry sadly whenever all the 'happiness' that before her brother ever achieved slowly disappears?" ayra explained.

"It's not about Audrey."

"Why my niece?" Ayra looks kepo.

"Hem, you know Audrey's a kid."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Not having Papa can make Audrey sad."

"Sister adu …! It was better than the inner tormented elder sister in the husband's own house!" my sister's lips are upset. "Yes, brother, let's talk about this again. My husband has called, tired of Ayra talking to my sister! Though Ayra only speaks based on facts and wants you to be free from the problem that binds the chain around your neck! According to Ayra from Santi's aunt's experience divorce is not a big deal, it's more have fun life!"

Video call is turned off.

I sighed and put the phone on the nightstand to charge. Looking to the side, there was my son sleeping in bed with me.

Audrey sleeps really well even though I know how heavy my little girl is getting so many trials from her papa that it's getting outrageous.

I know Mas Dimas wasn't playing rough, but Mas Dimas already thinks we're nobody.

I stroked my son's head and kissed his forehead. "What is your decision not wrong if you ask for a divorce?" I asked Audrey. Weight her flavor if Audrey finds out she doesn't have Papa anymore.

Everything is pretty complicated.

"Mia!" immediately the voice of the shucks Sarah. As usual, every night he would shout my name from his room.

I fought him once, but his strength was so great, to my knowledge he was a karate athlete as a teenager. Perhaps, his fighting soul still lingered.

"What's wrong?" I asked when I got to her room.

"Please bring me a snack in the kitchen" he said haughtily.

"Those nights?" ask me confused.

He nodded, "Yes. I'm hungry, I want to eat."

I turned around to take her order.

But he called me back. "Don't forget to make the cocolan sauce."

As soon as this forehead shrinks, "My patch is spicy, pregnant people should not eat spicy," I warned.

"What right do you have to govern me? Just run the task or I'm aduin the same mas Dimas, want you?!"

"Alright report! Who's afraid? I was the first wife. Yes just say the same mas Dimas you want to make chocolate sauce when it's spicy, surely mas Dimas trusts me more than you!" I said with pride. Although less sure…

Suddenly he stood up and started attacking me. "Basar kampungaaan women .. it's appropriate that Dimas mas no longer tastes with you. Such chatty nature ..where can not serve a husband well anymore!"

I was pissed, so I slapped him. "Bad you huh?! You know what you're about my marriage to Mas Dimas?!" ask me pissed.

"Mia!" mas Dimas' voice shouted at me. He's getting closer to Sarah. "Don't try to mess with Sarah you are, huh! It's true said Sarah, you're not a submissive woman! Sarah is craving!"

'What the fuck!?' i'm appalled. "If I don't want to, why? Follow his will he has no profit for me!" I said annoyed.

"And already Mas said, you as the wives of gold must get along."

The words of Legen were always said to Dimas to stop all my defense. "Egoo mom!" I said emotion. "I'm sick of it, mom! Look, I only care about his new wife. Without mas remember me who accompanied the career of mas Dimas from zero. Did Dimas forget? Who was it first? The kere man. But with my father's help, it's like it's now. If my father knew how to hurt his son, he might have been taken to the grave!"

"But your father is dead!" the voice of the soldier Sarah sounded. I'm pissed off half dead. "What did you say?!" ask me while moving forward. I want to beat up this fucking girl. Until the little chair near me became a tool. But Dimas's hand stopped him.

"Stop, Mia!" said Mas Dimas in his low voice.

"Armrghhh!" i'm upset. The end went to the room with sobs.

'Oh my God, what is my fault? Why is my marriage so fucked up?" I said after lying down and staring at the ceiling of the room. My heart aches, it slices and it's hot. I suffered a lot.

'What is Ayra's suggestion that I divorce there's a point?" my question is in my heart.