LAMHA AND MR. EL
Talaqs

Lamha woke up with her eyes rubbed while holding her head which felt very dizzy. And when he turned to the side he was surprised not to play because he saw the ustadz Sulaiman who was now swallowed*jang chest.

"Astagfirefullah!!" his screeches. Lamha grew surprised when she saw her equally innocent body. Lamha shook and immediately roared and cried hysterically making ustadz Sulaiman wake up. Ustadz Sulaiman turned to the source of the voice and it turned out that Lamha was shaking by covering her body wrapped in a thick blanket.

"Astagfirefullah!!" ustadz Sulaiman looked at his now innocent body and looked for his clothes scattered on the floor and put them on quickly. His head turned around trying to find pieces of memory of what happened, but he did not remember anything.

"My lamha." ustadz Sulaiman felt guilty seeing Lamha who was now crying with a body that shook violently. Even though he himself did not know how to be in this place and knew already in this state.

It's just coming closer, all of a sudden...

Bra!!!!

The door of the room was violently smashed, and a male figure appeared with reddened eyes with tightly clenched hands.

"Mas El.." said Lamha softly, increasing the fear in her, her own husband even caught her in this disgusting state with another man in one room.

"Your staff Lamha" said Mr. El in a trembling voice.

"This is all... "

"Badjerk!!! breng!!"

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Mr. El hit ustadz Sulaiman blindly without pause, making his body fall to the floor with blood on his face. Fortunately, the security forces immediately came and separated them. Holding the El master who was now being controlled by anger like an evil person. Lamha who witnessed it all could only cry and pray for help to the powerful. After the security guards brought Mr. El and ustadz Sulaiman out of the room Lamha immediately picked up her clothes and put them on quickly, then immediately followed Mr. El and ustadz Sulaiman who have now been secured in one room.

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And this is where they all are, in one room used for mediation. Lord El looked at Lamha with reddened eyes. Not expecting if the wife who he considered a pious woman turned out to betray him even to sleep with another man, Mr. El continued to have bad thoughts about Lamha.

While Lama himself does not understand what to explain and how. Because he himself did not know what the real events were like. He remembers nothing, the last thing he remembers when he and Ustadz Sulaiman drank in a small shop near a shopping mall.

"Mas, this must be a misunderstanding, Lamha is sure there must be someone who planned this all" Lamha said trying to explain.

Mr. El smiled bitterly.

"You guys are a good fit! penzina and hypocrite couple!!" said Mr. El. They have checked CCTV but it turns out that the hotel CCTV is damaged and is still in repair so there is no evidence that can corroborate if Lamha is innocent.

"Mas, I'm not adulterous!" lamha said with tears on her cheeks flowing down. Lamha was very sure, although he did not remember anything but he could not commit the great sin. It's all a trap!

"Still denying? I even caught you!! so clever you cover your rotten nature!! just open your veil! what a cheap woman like you is not fit to wear it!!" hardik mr. El.

"Mas, believe Lamha, this must be a trap mas." said Lamha who continued to try to convince Mr. El.

"What's my fault Lamha? I gave it all to you, everyone! what a lack of me! are you dissatisfied with one man? huh!!" sentak mr. El.

"Mas, this is a misunderstanding, please give Lamha a chance to explain and look for evidence" Lamha said.

"What else is the evidence?! The lamha..!! I am disgusted by you, from today you are not my wife anymore. I am your talak!! " said Mr. El and all that success made Lamha freeze. His body shook violently. Whatisthis? why is everything happening so fast? just last night they were happy and now Mr. El has divorced her.

"Mas.please unplug your words. You will regret knowing the truth. Why mas? why do you hear the whisper of the devil more than believe me mas?" Lamha was disappointed that Mr. El was not willing to give himself a chance to prove all that.

"I stick with my decision! no chance for infidelity! I ask you, your mother and your sister to leave my house immediately! now you are free to do mischief with this abal-abal ustadz!!" show Mr. El in the face of ustadz Sulaiman. His heart ached, he was heartbroken a second time. His eyes were covered in anger and deep disappointment.he could not think clearly, such was the nature of Mr. El if he was angry, always willing to make decisions.

"Congratulations! congratulations on breaking my heart, Lamha." said Mr. El with tears on his cheek. After that he came out of the room leaving Lamha who was now sitting limp.

"Lamha, forgive me" said Ustadz Sulaiman, who felt very guilty and concerned about Lamha's condition, which had just been divorced by her husband.

"I will take responsibility, you take it easy, I will marry you Lamha" said Ustadz Sulaiman who was fretting because Lamha was silent.

Lamha wiped the rough tears on her cheeks. He smiled at ustadz Sulaiman.

"I don't need to be pitied by ustadz. I'm sure you're not wrong. I know ustadz and I don't need accountability from innocent people. Excuse me." said Lamha.

After saying that Lamha went to a place where normally her heart would feel calmer. Yes, that place is the grave of her son and ex-husband.

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Evil ngothor yee. haha, but that's how it goes.