MUST BE A DEPOSIT
TMS EPS 35: I WILL NOT LET YOU GO

"Aunt Deriya, is it okay to leave Zea to you? Does Auntie really not mind?"

"Of course not, Syma. Don't worry, Zea will be safe with me. Go awayl... Aren't you too late" said Deriya softly.

Syma did not refuse, even though she felt bad, because it again troubled Deriya. Though for a long time, she wanted to find a nanny for Zea, but Deriya disagreed, because she felt she was still very capable.

Syma finally left by taxi. He also asked for permission from Ersad. Although the husband responded indifferently as if he did not care. But still, as a wife, Syma respected her.

******

"You pissed me off, because you've been waiting a long time."

"Sorry."

Hariz raised his eyebrows. 'Just an apology? No reason to, stuck? Or what? usually women are always like that, ' Inner Haris.

"Let's get in. Why stand here" said Syma, who made Hariz even more annoyed. Syma was the one who kept him waiting for a long time. And it should be Syma that she's upset about.

'Women are annoying,'

Hariz went inside following Syma's footsteps. He had intended to make Syma the opening act. But because Syma was late, it wasn't just the opening of the finished event. But the main event is also over.

"There's nothing more to do. The show's done. And this is thanks to you. Congratulations. " said Hariz cynically.

"Ooh. Did ya? Then I will approach the Children only," said Syma pointing at the crowd of Children who gathered and approached her with joy.

Hariz just stared at him from a distance. Pay attention to Syma who is busy chatting with children. So warm and pleasant.

It was undeniable that his heart was touched by the sight.

If only Syma had not made trouble with him. Maybe he liked that woman a long time ago.

Even though he was starting to like it at the moment, it was very unlikely. Ersad is her husband. Which is his own half-brother. He doesn't hate Ersad that much. But he doesn't like it very much either.

'But if Syma likes me, then there's no harm if I snatch it from my own half-brother. Isn't this fun?' his inner.

*****

"I have fulfilled your request. I hope you keep your promise, too. Let Aina go to school there.

I'm going home now."

"Let me deliver," somehow the offer just slid from Hariz's mouth.

Syma wrinkled in wonder. "no need. I don't want any slander later,"

"Defamation? Is not your life filled with slander? I thought you were used to it."

Syma snorted a little hearing it. Although this is true, Hariz did not need to bring it up.

"Yes. I'm used to it. But it would be better if I was smarter at avoiding it."

"Why do you still survive Syma?"

"You mean?"

Hariz walked slowly until he finally stood before him. "I'm sure Ersad treated you badly. And again... How can you survive one roof with them."

"Why are you asking me about that? My household problems, let us solve them. There will be no solution to sharing household problems with others. What else, with non-muhrim. There is, it will only add to the problem itself."

Hariz chuckled at hearing it. It is quite unexpected that there are still women who think like that.

"I don't know exactly who Ersad is. But ever since I went inside out Enggar Wijaya. I traced all his lineages and family background.

I'm quite curious why Mr. Enggar's first wife ran away and never came back. Even Mr. Enggar himself did not know, if he had a biological son.

"You don't hate him" Syma's remark made Hariz look at him.

"That's not hate. You're just lonely. You did all the things that looked evil in the eyes of Mas Ersad, solely because you wanted attention from him," Syma said before waving at a taxi that suddenly passed by. He got into the car, without looking back at Hariz who was still fluttering in his place.

*****

"I think a pious woman like you can keep her morals when she comes out of the house. But it turns out I was wrong. What important things are you doing out there? Huh!"

"I don't know where you're talking? Either asking, or intimidating. All you have to know is that I asked permission before. And you said it yourself, whatever.

Then where's my mistake?" Syma raised her chin.

"Your fault is getting out with another guy. Have fun and of course... You're complaining about your domestic problems with her. Isn't it?" ersad said slowly, but sharply.

Syma who heard it was so claustrophobic. He just kept staring.

"Why silence! What I said, right?" This time Ersad shook his body. It ignites the flames of anger within Syma, which she has endured as hard as she can.

And now the collapse is already his defense. His patience is over.

Syma looked hatefully at her husband. Then put both of his palms on Ersad's chest, to push the man with all his might.

Suddenly it made Ersad stagger back, but his strong body made him stand up straight.

Syma pushed him, as if her demonic side was starting to surface.

"Enough! That's enough, I have to endure patience. In the end I had to say that I wanted to give up. I want to give up this situation.

I was too tired to defend myself. I'm too tired to face every accusation for the sake of the one that's always been leveled at me. I'm tired of crying over something that's useless.

At first I was proud of my choice. But after everything that happened, in the end I was disappointed with my decision.

Because the hardest thing for me isn't about erasing your love in my heart.

But persevere in the wrong choice of loving you," cried Syma staring blankly. There is clearly nothingness there. His eyes implied deep disappointment and anger.

"So you're gonna say you want to break up with me, are you?"

"Yes" Syma raised her face with confidence.

"Certify me. Untie me. In that way, your hatred for me is definitely avenged. Because before I decided to part, I had broken my heart.

You love Nora, don't you? Then have her completely without me among you."

After saying that. Syma turned around to pack her things. But because Ersad did not accept, the man instead held him back.

Syma rebelled. "Take me off! Why are you arresting me?"

"Don't dream of getting away from me, Syma. I will never divorce you. Whatever I swear I won't let you go."

TB

MAKE YOU A WIFE WHO IS CURRENTLY IN PHASE, BRUTALLY ATTACKED BY CIRCUMSTANCES.

SLAUGHTERED BY THOUGHTS AND FEELINGS.

REQUIRES YOU TO STAY STEADFAST, IN LIVING YOUR DAYS.

KEEP UP THE SPIRIT YES !! REMEMBER THAT YOUR CHILDREN NEED YOU. AND BELIEVE. GOD'S PLAN IS BEAUTIFUL.

AFF REAL 💕