My husband belongs to his mother
Final decision

With the support of his parents, Joya finally sues Hamdan for divorce. The woman made up her mind, unable to keep up with Hamdan who was weak and too obedient to her mother. Handan is no longer the man who prioritizes him as before, Hamdan is no longer a figure who always spoils him, the man became weak and put his mother above all else makes Joya fed up, he said, moreover, Hamdan is not just his own, making Joya more sure to leave Hamdan's life.

"So, are you sure?"Joya looked at the man in front of her seriously. And, give a steady head nod.

"Then please prepare the terms written here" The man thrust out a piece of paper."And the gono-gini property lawsuit, if anything" added the bespectacled man, who appointed Joya's father as a lawyer for Joya.

Joya received and read it at a glance before nodding.

Just like that, afterwards Joya rushed away to calm her heart.

It is not easy to give up Hamdan for others.But Joya can what? Hamdan was too weak, a figure that could no longer be relied on like he used to be.

Deep down, Joya still loves Hamdan. The man who used to be in his puja, until Joya was willing to let go of everything, and serve as a housewife.

Sitting on the outskirts of the city park Joya enjoys Bayu who also moves her shoulder hair. The gentle sweep that came greeted her looking up face.

Let the heat come into the pores of his skin which is yellow. Tears returned from both eyes as he lowered his head.

Staring at the nanar sheets of paper that would be the intermediary for him and Hamdan parted ways.

"Crying is one of the many ways to channel a feeling. Said that person will make us a little relieved" Joya looked at the person sitting next to her.

No stranger. Because that man was the man he had met in a building. He is Rian Oktadio. Someone who will accompany Joya while suing for divorce Hamdan.

"Sir Rian!"joya hurriedly wiped away her tears.

"If you can just name it outside, Joy" he scolded while displaying a friendly smile. Very different from the figure that Joya had met.

"Ah, yes, Ri-rian" Joya arranges her call clumsily.

Rian fell and held out a Sachet tissue. " I'm sorry, I don't like handkerchiefs"

"Joya accepted with a small nod. Just this time there was someone who gave him a sachet tissue like this. Although it's not strange.

"Thank you" Joya was about to return the man's tissue. Rian forbade it first.

"Keep it, I think you need it a lot more"

Joya once again thanked me.

"Don't worry, before the file goes to court, you can still think about it more carefully" Rian said slowly.

Joya.

"My decision is round" he explained. "I just didn't expect to be in a position like this!" added Joya again.

"That's common. Well, don't get too late with the problem, you can clear your mind first, so it's quieter to decide something."

"There's nothing I need to think about, parting is the best way."

"I don't want to talk about it here, didn't we talk about it? I just want you to forget for a moment your problem Joy"

Rian stood up and turned to Joya "Follow me!" he said slowly while walking first.

"Want to buy what?" joya asked as Rian parked his car in front of the minimarket.

"You coming?" rian asked, looking at Joya. And, directly got the headband from the woman.

Rian got down, not for 15 minutes, the tall man re-entered the car.

Joya frowned, as a medium-sized white pouch was thrust towards her.

"To restore the good mood!" said Rian, when he saw the astonishment on Joya's face.

"Would you like to go back to the park? asked Rian, when he was back to run his car.

"No, I'm going home"

"Let me go with you"

"But...

"It's okay, I still have two hours before I go back to see a client"

In the end, Joya is actually driven home by Rian. It felt a bit strange because all this time he had never been out with a foreign man.

"Joy..

Joya was shocked as an arm coiled around her waist. Luckily, Rian's car was no longer visible.

Joya finds Hamdan staring at her.

"Mas Hamdan?" joya asks, not expecting Hamdan can find him in the house of his parents who are still one city with Hamdan. The one his parents bought to keep an eye on Hamdan while still dating Joya.

Hamdan immediately hugged Joya's body with longing.

"Mas misses, Joy." Hamdan's voice trembled.

"Mas, don't do this." Joya tries to let go of Hamdan's embrace.

And, here they are.

Hamdan sat in front of Joya with a hand that did not release his grip on Joya's hand.

"Why are you here?" ask Joya. The story was deliberately filed against Hamdan. Leave it later after officially registered, Hamdan know from the letter that invited him to court.

"Fetch you" Hamdan did not once avert his eyes.

"Mas, don't you feel sorry for me?" lirih Joya "I'm tired, I'm tired"

"I'm sorry, but I can't hold the longing any longer, are we better, baby? We started all over from the beginning. This-this is why I brought a partial gold salary for you" Hamdan hurriedly took out the money he had in his jacket.

He gave the money to Joya with a gentle look.

Joya did not accept, only glanced at him, before shaking her head.

"It's too late, I don't want it"

"Joy, give us a chance" pity Hamdan.

"I'm asking for some time on my own because I can't, Mom." Joya sobbed poignantly, staring at the money on the table. So much so that Hamdan kept it, is it possible that her husband was still so afraid of her mother-in-law?

And Joya knows for sure the answer is 'Yes.

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Joya lets Hamdan clean up in her room, while she searches for a clean towel.

"I hang my towel on the door" Joya had not yet turned around, but Hamdan opened the door, and Joya was shocked.

"Mas Hamdan's..Arrhgggg..." The sentence that Joya was going to say was replaced with a stuck screech. He closed his eyes with his hands, then turned around. He took a half-run step then, away from the husband who was standing with the bathroom door wide open.

Hamdan, who saw his wife's playful behavior, pulled both corners of his lips together to form a crescent moon. He was just too shocked when he heard that voice again and got that little attention again, making Hamdan reflexively open the door to ascertain if Joya actually prepared a towel for him.

Hamdan was like a dream, able to see yet another pink tinge on his wife's face.