Letting Go, My Husband
LGMH CHAPTER 42 - Drizzle Tonight

"I'm sorry Mas, I've failed to guide Azam, I've failed to become a mother" said Haura.

Break the silence in his room. Now he and Adam sat on the side of the bed, staring blankly at the glass window of their room.

Just see the drizzle coming down tonight. The coldness went into the recesses of both hearts.

And hearing the wife's apology, Adam turned to Haura. And Haura did the same thing until the gaze of the two met.

"Don't talk about the boy again, it's better that we go to sleep now, it's late tonight" Adam replied. He even stroked his wife's head in love.

Haura could only nod, not wanting to argue with her husband. Haura knew that her husband was still shrouded in sadness over her death.

Tonight, they fell asleep hugging each other. But they actually don't sleep. Because in fact both Adam and Haura are still awake, thinking about many things.

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In the other room, Azura and Arrabella were still sitting on the side of the bed. Zura was so embarrassed to face Bella. The actions of the brother made him have no face in front of the brother-in-law.

"I'm sorry Bell" said Zura. He even looked down when he said that.

"Don't apologize about that jerk. I don't want to remember it anymore. It's better now that we always pray for grandma," replied Bella, she shifted her seat, eroded the distance and hugged Zura.

It ended with the two hugging each other tightly.

Lie if Bella doesn't feel hurt. But Azam is no longer his priority. Especially since the grandmother died, making his heartache on Azam distracted.

Bella chooses not to care about the man, as Azam always ignores her feelings.

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Upstairs, Arnold's bar. The four men sat in the room and stared recklessly towards the outside. The glass wall makes them able to see the city of Jakarta which is still crowded even though it has entered at 2 am.

This 3rd floor, they usually use to gather. Where they spend time together. Especially if Haruka and Ryu visit Indonesia, Bar Arnold is their basecamp.

The roar was filled with several long sofas and several small tables. Complete with a television and a small pantry, the fridge also contains plenty of snacks and fruit juice drinks.

Usually, laughter always dominated if they all entered this 3rd floor.

But now?

There was only silence between them. On the 1st floor, many people visited Arnold's bar.

"What's your plan?" julian finally asked, he opened his voice first.

Azam knew exactly, that question must have been addressed by him.

"I don't want to part with Bella" said Azam Lirih, his voice supply seemed depleted by the sadness he was feeling.

About Zahra's grandmother, Bella and all her family.

Especially when he remembered the mother who looked at him coldly, making Azam feel his heart was stabbed by thousands of sharp needles.

"It's better to divorce Bella, just follow Adam's father's wishes" Arnold said.

Make everything go back to silence. Let alone Ben, who was powerless to say anything. Even the coffee on the table had not been touched in the least.

"I love Bella Ar" Azam replied, leaving Arnold to grieve.

"A man like you knows love?" he asked with a disdainful tone.

And Azam was silent again. But that's what he feels about Bella. A new feeling he believes in if this is love.

Bella's laughter, Bella's touch, her carefree voice had already taken over Azam's heart and mind. Just imagining all that was missing from his life already made Azam languish. Even his chest now felt so tight.

"Until now I'll never divorce Bella."

"Why? is it because you don't have everything now? hoping that after returning to Bella, Adam's father will forgive you?" julian asked, if that was the reason he would not hesitate to leave Azam alone.

All eyes were staring at Azam, and they saw Azam shaking his head.

Which means, no.

"I love Bella and anything I would do to defend our household. I also feel guilty to Dad and everyone, every day I would beg them for forgiveness without bringing Bella's name."

"I'll try to trust you, Zam" Julian replied.

Arnold and Ben remained silent. That night, they all slept on the sofa. But Azam did not close his eyes.

He kept looking at the drizzle that came down tonight. Sending a word of longing to the wife through the drizzle.

I love you Bell, Arraku.