Just Being a Doll Wife
202. Divorcement

Apartment Ibram, CEO Andalusia Mall.

After the incident that day, Ibram took his mother to live in the apartment. Lisa, the young maid accompanied. Erla who did not mind, made Ibram feel relieved. They shared an existing room. Actually, Ibram could have occupied his wider house, but for security, he chose to stay in the apartment.

From his father's side there was no movement whatsoever, his secretary said, his father has been several days not seen in his study.

And today.

The situation inside the house suddenly became tense. Ibram and his mother's conversation was deadlocked. Ibram had been explosive emotions, he slammed hp into the sofa. Ibram tried to persuade the mother again by showing the recording Secretary Serge gave at that time. But, mother did not change the decision. Looking at her child who was getting angry, the mother could only use her tears. The mother's cry broke making Ibram growl while clenching his hands.

Erla just looked, not daring to approach. The girl understood my mother's fear, but she also tried to understand Ibram's anger. The man who used to be the doer, the man who used to do the same thing as his father did. Now, Brother Ibram has changed.

"What else do you want to keep, I beg Mom. " Ibram's knee went limp, he sat on the floor hitting the floor. "What else do you expect from me!" Even the pain from the impact of the hand on the floor was not felt, because of Ibram's emotion that was burning.

Lisa stood next to Erla, the girl looking pias in fear. Erla is not much different. He is good at hiding his feelings. But, to be honest his hand was shaking when Ibram slammed his phone earlier.

"Sister..." Lisa pulls Erla's arm.

Erla and Lisa's relationship is getting closer, now they have called with different names.

Erla clenched her index finger near her lips, asking Lisa not to speak. The young girl nodded, but her hands tightly embraced Erla's arms.

The sound of Brother Ibram again filled the living room. Erla and Lisa are just silently pecking with their respective feelings. Mother who did not dare to speak. Only Brother Ibram's voice was heard from earlier.

"When mom used to be able to force Erla to divorce, to slap her cheek. Now, my mother's heart is strong. I haven't changed Mom. I'm the one who's sick to see you treat me like this." Ibram crawled, approaching the mother who was sitting on the sofa. Hugging mom's knees. "Please, part with Mom's father. Divorce with dad. Open a new page with us, ma'am. Mother deserves to be happy. Don't be like this, Dad hasn't changed. I don't want to see this anymore." Ibram's eyes were fixed on his phone. "If I see it head-on, I definitely can't help myself." A small clash of Ibram's head on his mother's knee. "Please, do this for my sanity, ma'am."

Mother's cry hardened, until her shoulders were shaken. And the mother's cry was the answer, if she did not want to divorce from her husband. If the choice is still the same, she can not divorce her husband. At least today.

"Mother!"

Mother retreated, releasing Ibram's hand. The harder she cried.

Is.deg...

Erla who was pounding in fear, stepped slowly closer. Doubtful, his hand stuck to Ibram's shoulder. As Ibram raised his head, Erla gasped in shock. Brother Ibram's reddened eyes, mixed with tears and anger made his guts recede.

"Erla..." Lirih Ibram muttered gathering awareness.

"Sister, brother, let me talk to you. Wait in the room, right?"

Ibram was silent for a while, then he rubbed his face. Getting up from the floor, before moving on, she grabbed Erla's hand, pulling the girl in her arms.

"Sister..."

"Just let me hold you for a second."

Like scavenging back consciousness, Erla also felt, Ibram's breathing slowly slowed down. Not as hot as before. The girl's clenched hands tensed up, gradually loosening.

"I'm sorry, I got in on me." Erla could hear the hoarse voice of Ibram.

"Don't apologize sister, I talked to Mom for a second huh." While patting Ibram's shoulder gently. "Sir Ibram wait in the room for a minute."

Please don't be angry anymore. Because I'm scared too. Erla murmured, the girl is haunted by fear. Ibram's anger will spread everywhere.

Ibram nodded, then landed a kiss on Erla's lips, the girl stuttered in shock. Looking towards the mother, the woman was still downcast. Erla still seems embarrassed to show affection in front of mom. He rubbed Ibram's cheek slowly, then smiled. After seeing Erla's soothing smile, Ibram heavily stepped into the room.

Lisa went straight to the mother, wiping the tears of the mother with a tishu. Give mom some water to drink too. The young girl hugged her mistress tightly.

"Madam, don't cry anymore."

Seeing Lisa trying to calm the mother, Erla's heart was touched. She was lucky to have Lisa. Even now, Erla asks Lisa to call her sister, she has a family that worries about her sincerely.

Erla sat to the right of the mother, grabbed the mother's hand and placed it on her lap.

"Mom...."

"I can't divorce Erla, from her father Ibram."

Stammering words came out of my mother's mouth. Which he couldn't tell his son. Slowly, he told his son-in-law. She does not want a divorce, for fear that her children's future will be ruined in the future.

"What will be the fate of Ibram and his sisters, if now I am divorced. What if his father dumps Ibram. What if Ibram loses the position he has been fighting all this time. The boy had worked hard to get to his current position. Very selfish, if as a mother, I can't protect my own son."

Mom wiped off the end of her teary eyes. To be honest, he didn't want to go back, but if it was for a divorce, it wasn't an option either. Fear of his son's future made him have to choose to survive.

The feeling of pain and tightness radiated from Erla's hand. Into his heart. Ah, I have no children, Erla murmured. Which incriminates my decision. The girl thought about her desperate escape and wanted a divorce from Sister Ibram. At that time, the only consideration was family. Huh! Blood is very thick. You're willing to endure, for the sake of someone precious.

"But I know that Brother Ibram will get sicker and more hurt." Mother's lips pursed, and the circle of tears fell again. Erla stuttered, hurriedly wiping away the mother's tears. "I don't blame you, no. I know how Mom feels too. Because I have experienced it too. I'm holding on for my family, the real family doesn't care about me." The bitter taste in Erla's words, made the mother immediately pull Erla's hand and hug her daughter-in-law.

I think you know what my words mean.

"Sir Ibram is different from my family, ma'am. Brother Ibram loves mom, he cares about mom. So he's angry like this."

Erla tries to open her mind, if Ibram must know the consequences she will face against her father, but, because of her love for mother, she will hit whatever is in front of her eyes.

"But, what if his father.."

Mother still insisted, she did not want to trouble Ibram.

The shoulder that was hugging Erla came off, just such a question alone, could make the mother instantly tremble. He linked hands, a feeling of fear that instantly spread throughout the body. A feeling familiar to Erla. That was the fear he felt at the time. Unfeeling, the tears that had not dripped, soaked Erla's cheeks as well. She hugged mom, whose shoulders were shaking.

"Sir Ibram just wants to protect you, ma'am, I beg you. Brother Ibram also definitely does not want to, live happily on top of the suffering of mother. The position and position he has now, I'm sure, he's not willing to exchange it for mother's suffering." Erla's gentle strokes of the hand, resulting in the trembling body was reduced. "I know what it's like, Mom, now I'm afraid, even if I just hear your father's name."

Mother's sobs hardened again, in response that everything Erla said was true. Never mind seeing her husband, hearing his name alone has made all the blood vessels in her body stiffen. Mother was already terrified, like the sound of that hand hitting her. Like he felt the pain of having his hair pulled. Though he used to surrender to accept it, but why just hearing it now has made him afraid.

"Erla..."

"By Sister Ibram and sisters, do it for them Mom, not to endure the pain. But let go of Mom's suffering. Because actually, that's what makes Brother Ibram and also the brothers happy."

The three girls in the living room of the Andalusian CEO Mall apartment embraced each other. In-laws and daughters-in-law who have very similar life experiences. Erla who could feel the pain her in-laws were feeling right now, it became easier for the girl to convince the mother.

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In front of the room door. Erla has grabbed the door handle. But he hasn't pulled it. Face pias. He closed his eyes at every sound of objects falling from the room. Brother Ibram is venting his anger. He was afraid to see the world behind the door.

Isdeg..

Silent.

Erla puts her ears to the door. Already not caught hearing in his ears any sounds from inside the room. Am I allowed in? But, aaaaaaa! i'mfrightened. Take a moment at mom and Lisa who are still calming each other. If he is not the one who enters, then who else is his mind.

Finally, even with trembling hands, he opened the door of the room. The greeting he first saw, was already like what he had heard. Broken and scattered on the floor. His gaze shifted to the bed, Brother Ibram was sitting on the edge of the bed. Dropped his head in his lap. Isak's voice restrained, shrill heard.

Deg..

Erla moved a step from the front door. Closing the door slowly.

"Sister Ibram.."

Shut up, no answer.

"Can I come closer? or do you want to be alone first?"

Then Ibram lifted his head. He extended a hand. Despite her fear and hesitation, Erla slowly walked over. And having reached the edge of the bed, Ibram's outstretched hand drew him in a crib. The restrained sobs hardened in Erla's arms.

"My mom deserves to be happy, right? why he did not want to divorce, but the father did not change at all. Wh why? What do you really think, is she still in love with you like that."

Mother survives, because she wants to protect you, because she does not want to lose her future. And, I'm sure, Big Brother will be willing to let go of everything now for mom's sake. Erla is trying to bridge Ibram and mom. Ibram's head was holding his stomach.

"I'm going to go to Dad."

Erla looks down, kisses Ibram's head.

"I'm gonna throw that Vidio in front of dad's face. If he doesn't realize, I still want you to divorce mom. Erl..." Ibram's voice is restrained. He looked up, looking at the face of his wife who had restored his sanity. "Before everything is normal, can you stay with us? Please, until the situation is safe."

Erla's smile was like snow that calmed Ibram's heart.

"Thank you, thank you for forgiving me and mom." Erat Ibram hugged Erla. The male tears wet Erla's shirt. "Have you calmed down?"

The second chance God gave us changed the relationship between Ibram and Erla. And the girl hoped, there would be a second chance for mom and dad. Even if they can't be together anymore.

"Mother is willing to divorce Sister, mother wants to live happily with Sister and sisters-in-law. So, protect me, like you want."

"Erla.."

"Let's live a happy life with mom and Lisa. We started everything from the beginning. Whatever happens in the future, don't take your hands off me and Mom."

Ibram rubbed his face against Erla's shirt, wiping away the tears. It felt, his heart was currently crammed with mixed feelings. Which leads to happiness. A smile was already seen on his lips. He pulled Erla's hand, making the girl fall into his arms. Afterwards, the bodies of the two fell onto the bed.

"I want to kiss you now, can't I?"

"Silvery unhappy?"

Ibram nodded, grabbing Erla's chin.

"Can I kiss you?"

"Do what you want to do."

"Erl."

I don't know where the overflowing emotions are running. Seeing the clear eyeball in front of him, seeing his wife's face, clutching these red lips, made Ibram's heart like it was doused in cool water. He felt a sense of calmness and happiness as his skin came into contact with Erla's.

"Erla..."

"Sister..."

"Thank you for accompanying me. Thank you, Erla, for opening your heart to me and my mother."

They kiss 😘

In the afternoon, Ibram came out of his own apartment. Leaving mother and Erla, the goal is only one. Shows the recording of Vidio given Serge at the time. The decision he will make for his mother depends on his father's reaction. Although, mother's divorce papers, she's prepared.

Seriate