Mahligai Love Zeda Humaira Emerson
MC Zeda Humaira #35 - Mahligai Love Is Torn

Abi and Ummi looked at Aira who was currently trembling when she wanted to sign her divorce papers, which had been prepared by her lawyer, the divorce papers she will be serving to Arsya the man who becomes her first love after her father. The man he made the most comfortable backrest after the shoulder of the father.

And now, all this must end just like that, with wounds and tears.

Wounds that somehow heal, tears that never know when will stop flowing.

"I love him, God, very much. But 'I don't want to be one of his paradise that he has to choose. I can't say I'm sincere about all this, O God. I was just praying, spread out our chests, ease our steps through the storm we never expected. We are Yours, indeed, what happened, by Your will. "

Aira's tears dripped down the paper as her finger carved her signature on the divorce papers that would be a silent witness to the collapse of her love.

"Don't be angry with me, God. For what I have decided, I am very fragile now and only this path I see as the best path for all."

After signing the divorce papers, Aira stepped back into her room, bringing her heart that had been shattered into pieces. Michael was about to catch up with his sister but Umm Firda prevented him.

"Let him alone for now" he said.

"Let Abi take care of the rest" Abi Gabriel said.

In her room, Aira just sat staring at her beautiful circular wedding ring on her ring finger.

The shadow of his Meeting with Arsyad again rotated in his mind, as Arsyad spoke to him, as Arsyad uttered the marriage contract, as Arsyad pinned the ring and also as Arsyad gently kissed his forehead.

The time she spent with her husband was precious.

Aira held onto her chest which again felt tight, she took a deep breath, then exhaled it slowly.

Being in polygamy is indeed a guarantee of a beautiful paradise, but Aira's heart is still not ready to share.

Perhaps, he could share, if forced. But still sincerely not present in the heart. Then what can he do?

"The heaven I wish for, just to stay with you, Arsyad. Without another queen."

Aira picks up her cell phone, she searches for Arsyad's contact and contacts him.

Only a few seconds later, his call was answered, but Arsyad did not make a sound, as did Aira who was unable to speak.

Aira was still faithful waiting for her husband to speak, but what he heard was a small stuffing from across the phone and stuffing her husband like pinching his heart.

"Ja-don't cry," said Aira stammered but just sobs Arsyad's crying increasingly clear. Aira was unable to stem her tears, she bit her lips hard, not letting sobs escape her lips again.

"I have to pay for all this very dearly, Aira," said Arsyad from across the phone.

"Maybe this is the best for everyone, I hope so," Aira shrieked in a trembling voice.

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"Why does the best have to be so painful, Aira?" Arsyad asked as he wiped away the tears that had been flowing down his cheeks.

Right now he was curled up in the middle of his bed, he was so fragile and weak. Moreover, recalling the mother's slap and her sharp words, like a shard of glass that slashed his heart slowly. Very painful, devotional form, respect, Arsyad always tries to give his best. But apparently, it was not enough, now he had to pay for the happiness of the mother with her marriage with Aira.

"Because destiny goes according to God's will, not ours." Arsyad bit his lips, no longer wanting to listen to his sobs on his wife who now looked much more robust.

"I don't think it's necessary, my parents picked me up. I beg you to sign the divorce papers as soon as possible, so that everything passes quickly. And I'm going home, maybe in a few days, let the lawyer and Abi take care of the rest." Arsyad's tears are more and more pouring over hearing what Aira said.

"I...." Arsyad let out a long sigh, his chest really hurts so much about this breakup. "I'll sign it after I drive you home, or after you get home. It's really heavy for me."

Arsyad could not say the word divorce to his wife, let alone sign the divorce papers.

Both were silent, only the sound of heavy breathing from two people who had long blinded their hearts and bodies, but now both had to separate their bodies by force even though their hearts were reluctant.

"I'll tell you when I'm coming home" Aira said then so softly. "Maybe Via also wants to see you."

Arsyad's heart was increasingly crowded when he remembered his adopted son, even though it was just an adopted child, but Arsyad loved Via very long ago.

"I'll keep trying to be a good father to him, I hope I won't let you down in that."

Inaudible to Aira's reply, and again both of them were silent.

"Humaira's...." Arsyad called out to him so softly. "I beg your pardon, I have failed to be a good husband to you, I have failed to keep our love as I promised."

"I think we both failed. Either it fails, or it may be the course of its destiny like this."

Arsyad smiled wryly at the words of his wife, at this time he felt fate was very cruel to him, but maybe Aira was right, this is the best for everything.

"I will always pray for you and Via, will always keep you in my heart."

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"I think I've made Arsyad and his mother's relationship messed up, Ma. I feel guilty every time I remember Ummi slapping Arsyad."

Graceful said to her mother who was currently accompanying her in her room.

"Actually, no mother really wants to hurt her child, Anggun. Sometimes we just get out of control" said Ms. Husna. "And it's not your fault, the name is a relationship, there must be ups and downs. Sometimes tight, sometimes loose, sometimes happy, sometimes sad. Even in the relationship of parents and children."

"Yes the hell, I also feel guilty actually the same Aira. I had absolutely no intention of ruining her marriage, had Aira been willing to accept me, I would have been so happy."

"Here you go, don't think about it. It's their life and let them decide."

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On the other hand, Ummi Ridha had to intervene to the restaurant because it had been a few days Arsyad did not go to the restaurant. Especially since the slap incident, Arsyad always avoids it. As if she was reluctant to look at him let alone talk to him.

Actually he felt guilty for slapping Arsyad, especially it was the first time he raised his hand on Arsyad.

As Ummi Ridha was about to get out of the restaurant, he saw a woman who got down from her car.

The woman dressed in white and wearing a veil, Ummi Ridha was about to approach her because she thought it was Aira, but soon a man and his son got out of the car.

They entered the restaurant together, walking past Ummi Ridha who was just silently watching them.

TBC...