My Husband Doesn't belong to Me
Chapter 38

Deg. . .

"Why silence? Not continuing her crying? Let more people see." Syndicate the man.

As soon as I looked around me and was right what he said, many visitors looked at me. Shame, what shame I feel.

"Now, don't care about them. Let's wake!" The voice of the man who was still squatting equalized his height with me sitting on the floor.

Then he grabbed my hand, and helped me stand up. Leads me to a restaurant that has a Private Room, without refusing me to follow it.

He took me to sit down and ordered various meals to the waiter, after the waiter came out.

"Still cry? My shoulder is empty!" He said while patting his shoulder and I put my head on his shoulder.

Ungoverned tears continued to flow along with a small sobbing from my mouth, after a while I cried. The waiter came with the order and prepared at the table, and I stopped crying.

"Why stop? Let's cry again! Let it dry, tears, so it won't come out!" Syndicate the man.

"BRANCH!" I yelled annoyed.

"Haha. . . After you have not changed, every cry does not have to be very long. Pegel it's Brother's shoulder, you have to take responsibility." The man complained, which was none other than Bang Reza.

Bang Naufal's best friend since childhood, but since 4 years living in Singapore after marriage.

"I'll be sad again Bang!" Say it while wiping away tears violently.

"Lebay! I ate first, see also Abang already ordered ice cream terraced with various toppings. Wow that's delicious! I eat by myself if that's it." Said Bang Reza who'd scoop up ice cream.

"Have a son!" Quickly I clapped his hand and I brought the ice cream close to me.

"It's all mine." Say it while scooping the ice cream voraciously.

Only those closest to me know best, whenever I am sad or crying. Just give me ice cream and good food, then I'll feel better.

Bang Reza played home almost every day when they were in school, so we were not awkward anymore. Because I think of it as the same as Bang Naufal.

Half an hour passed without any talk, there was only the clanking of spoons heard.

"Alhamdulillah I am full." I said after cleaning my mouth.

"Where not to be full, 1 steak, 2 seafood dishes, 1 capcay plate and 1 large bowl of ice cream." Bang Reza said detailing the food I had eaten while shaking his head while I only scratched my back neck which was not itchy.

"I haven't eaten yet! Most of the pity eat a lot, will be redundant." Mine.

"It's up to you to say." Bang Reza said twisting lazy eyeballs and I grinned.

"So where are you going now? Want to go home to Mama, Naufal, Niko or Dian?" Ask Bang Reza who has memorized my habits.

"To Apartment in Bang." I said, after thinking for a moment.

"okay! Come on." Bang Reza said while standing up and without saying much, Bang Reza led me to my apartment.

After arriving at the Lobby, I got off Bang Reza's car and decided to get in.

"Thank you very much Bang." My speech.

"Sama-sama, it's in there!" Bang Reza.

"Yes this too will enter ko, be careful in the way yes Bang." My speech.

"Will not! Later on ledekin again, I'm already in. Bye." I said as I waved my hand and walked in.

Ting. . .

The apartment I have on the floor looks the same as it did 3 years ago. Because once every 3 days there will be an officer who cleans it.

I went into my room and cleaned myself up. I stood under the shower, closing my eyes. The shadow of when we were dating, until we finally got married appeared.

This 3-year long journey may have to end here. Too sick if I have to continue, I was determined to end it all here.

After cleaning up, I called Mr. Aziz.

Tut. . . Tut. . . Tut. . .

[Assynoltx.] Said Mr. Aziz after picking up the phone.

[Wa'alaikum greetings Mr. Aziz, sorry to interrupt his time.] My words well feel bad, because when accidentally saw the clock is almost magrib.

[It's okay, Nad, who are you rich to? I happen to be relaxing too, what do I need? Don't you usually call Dad?] Ask Mr. Aziz in wonder.

[Look sir, I want you to take care of my divorce and Mas Tio's. When do you have time?] Ask me.

[Waiting. . . Didn't you make up 2 days ago? What else is going on? Why did you decide to divorce so soon?] Mr. Aziz was surprised by my decision.

[Maybe we are not a match anymore, sir, it feels like it is enough to just get here, sir.] Say me sad.

[Alright, I'll take care of your divorce as soon as possible. Do your parents know?] Ask Mr. Aziz.

[Not yet sir, this is me directly calling you. To process our divorce immediately.] Say me sad.

[Surely you will take care of everything as soon as possible, but you better talk to your parents Nad! They should know?] Said Mr. Aziz.

[Yes sir, I will tell both my parents. But I beg you to process everything immediately sir.] I said begging.

[Sure, will you process after getting the documents you need. You just prepare all the documents, later the Father will take in your place.] Said Mr. Aziz.

[All I have prepared ko Pak, later you can take in my apartment.] Said me who had prepared the documents needed.

[Well, later after Isya the Father will take her. If you may know, what really happened? Until you make a decision so soon?] Said Mr. Aziz carefully.

[So after work Mas Tio picked up and . . . ] I also told you everything that happened at Flower Boutique.

[It is better that you calm down now, for all that you take care of. You are concerned about your Household, may your life be better. Keep the spirit of living life, prove you are not a weak woman.] Mr. Aziz said encouragingly.

[Sure sir, you take it easy! I will prove that I am a strong woman.] I said excitedly.

[Yes, we will continue this conversation again. Already entered Magrib, I want to pray first.] Said Mr. Aziz.

[Okay sir, thank you for your time and apologize for interrupting. Assalamualaikum.] My speech.

[Wa'alaikum salam.] Mr. Aziz then turned off the phone.

After performing the Magrib Prayer, I prayed for the best for my Household and I left everything to the above.

Crings. . . Crings. . . Crings. . .

Crings. . . Crings. . . Crings. . .