Letting Go, My Husband
LGMH BAB 41 - Give Me A Little Time
"Stop," said Adam, as he watched his son begin to step in.
Adam got up from his seat and was followed by everyone. While Azam was fixated, staring confusedly at everything.
"Dad."
Plaque!
A loud slap immediately Azam received, shortly after he called the father who was now standing before him.
Azam immediately lowered his head, feeling his hot and numb cheeks. Adam's father's slap was so painful he felt.
"Go, don't you dare show your face again in front of me. My son Azam is dead" said Adam, leaving everyone who heard him flabbergasted.
Also Haura, but she chose silence. Disappointment in the child has already peaked. How could Azam have wished Bella, his wife and best friend since childhood.
The sacred relationship has been Azam nodai, even because the woman was Azam so could not meet the grandmother for the last time.
Haura's tears flowed, but she quickly wiped them back using both hands.
"Dad, I'm sorry, I don't know if grandma_"
Plaque!
Again, one slap Azam got. But not from Adam's father. Except papa Agra.
"Your mistake is not only about grandma, but you also hurt Papa Zam's son. That woman has made you blind and stupid at once. Your own wife and family you ignored!" snapped Agra.
The women could no longer hold back their tears. They came back crying seeing this fight. While grieving, their families are also divided.
As if the departure of grandmother, is the beginning of the destruction of the Malik family.
Azam, fall straight away. He rested at the feet of Adam's father and Agra's father. But the two middle-aged men were unmoved. Don't care.
"Give me a chance to Speak Well" Azam said, even his tears had unconsciously fallen.
His regret is so thick felt, about grandmother and also Bella.
"Your chances are over. Divorce Bella and get out of the house. You are no longer my son, no longer part of the Malik family."
After saying those words Adam left. Followed by everyone. Leaving Azam there alone.
"Punish me Well, I beg you, I don't want to part with Bella" said Azam, all his family heard but chose to leave.
"Mother!" peekkik Azam's.
The summoned Haura also paid attention to her hearing. He continued to walk into the mansion, feeling the husband clutching his shoulders.
"Come! Bellas!"
Bella doesn't care anymore.
"Grandma, forgive me, Grandma, forgive me" said Azam. He was prostrating on that floor. Remembering all his memories with his grandmother. How Zahra's grandmother loved and cared about her so much.
But at the last moment the grandmother in this world, she was not there.
The crying of Azam broke. He repeated his stupidity repeatedly.
The cry subsided, as he felt his shoulder being touched by someone.
Azam raised his face, and saw Ben, Arnold and Julian there.
Arnold and Julian felt the same disappointment as everyone else. They were also angry that they no longer had a relationship with Azam.
But the little hearts of both were filled, in fact they still could not bear to see Azam slumped like this. The bond between them is not just a word of friends, but they are like family.
Arnold and Julian chose to stay next to his best friend.
"Wake up, I'll accompany you to granny's meal" Arnold said.
And this is where Azam now rests, beside the grave of the grandmother who is still wet.
The night was getting late, and they were only illuminated by the floodlights at the cemetery.
There are no moons, no stars. There was even a small drizzle coming down.
"Mr," call Azam Iirih.
She knew Zahra's grandmother could not answer, but Azam really missed her voice. Even repeatedly the call of the grandmother continued to ring in his ears
Azame.
Azame.
Azame.
Again, beside the tomb Azam was crying. Long enough to finally stop her crying. Then got up and looked at Arnold and Julian who were beside him.
"I'm sorry."
Bugh!
Arnold, directly punched Azam in the face very strongly. Even Azam fell on the ground.
"Stop saying sorry, I'm fed up" Arnold replied.
Julian and Ben help Azam to rise.
That night, they all went to Arnold's bar.