My Husband Doesn't belong to Me
Chapter 39

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

My phone kept ringing, when I saw it was Mas Tio who called me many times. I took a deep breath, and then I exhaled. Try to calm down before picking up the phone.

[Assynoltx.] My speech is flat.

[Wa'alaikum greetings, Deck. Where are you? Why aren't you at home? You said where are you? I'll pick you up now!" Cecar Mas Tio with various questions.

[Dec. . . Deck. . . Let's answer! Where are you? Does every problem have to be with you leaving the house? Child once you! Quickly tell me where you are!" Mas Tio was angry.

While I just kept quiet and while recording our conversation on the phone.

"Did you decide who to choose?" Instead of answering Mas Tio's question, I asked him something more important.

"It's not what you imagined, Deck. Same time Sifa is over, Mas khilaf Dek! My promise will change, please come home Deck! We're all talking cold heads." Mas Tio persuaded.

"ultimately? Haha. . . It's funny how you say it!" I also laughed sweetly.

"Daddy don't be so, quickly tell me where are you? Get it right now!" Mas Tio.

"No need Mas, I told you not to meet me if Mas can't choose." My speech is flat.

"Sure you will choose! You are Mas's wife and will remain Mas's wife forever. Sifa is just a runaway Mas only, Mas love you Dek! Love you as well! Please go home, I promise you will change! The khilaf." Mas Tio begged.

"promised? Changed? Where were you when I was insulted? Did you defend me when I was called CHEAP? NO, right? You are not defending me at all! Let alone defend! Acknowledge me as your wife, NO! Even you snapped at me in front of everyone! Is that what you mean you LOVE AND LOVE THE SAME ME?" My words are full of anger.

"Mas notya did not want to defend you, earlier Mas was surprised by the arrival of his Mother Sifa. Day . . . "Mas Tio that I cut.

"ENOUGH! There's nothing more to talk about, I'm waiting for a letter from the court. Assalamualaikum!" I said, turning off the phone.

I sat on the floor with my eyes flowing without my orders, very sick to be treated like this. Betrayed, lied to, even publicly humiliated.

Do I not deserve to be happy?

Why does my house have to end this way?

I used to say marriage was only once in my lifetime, but if I had to keep this marriage. I don't think I'll be able to do better on my own and go back to my career.

Let's spirit! Don't cry for that traitor! I said to encourage myself.

I wiped my tears and I got ready, put on my makeup like I used to. When I wasn't married, I always put my makeup on. And I wear, my expensive clothes.

After that, I took out my Wedding Documents. Which indeed all the important documents are in the safe of my apartment, so it is not difficult for me to prepare all this.

. Ting . . . Tong. . .

Ting. . . Tong. . .

I rushed to open the door and it turned out that it was the person Mr. Aziz had ordered to take the documents for my divorce, but before that I also confirmed it to Mr. Aziz first.

After the man left, I got ready to go to Mama's house. Along the way to the basement, I ordered various types of food. To be sent to Mama's House and send a message to my two brothers to come to Mama's House.

I also took off in a light blue car, my favorite. Along the way I turn on the music and sing, eliminating the saturation.

When the red light, I saw so crowded highway and accidentally I saw a person I knew very well was chatting with a woman, while laughing.

I immediately took the phone and I recorded all of it and when the lights were green, I followed the bike carefully. Then I distributed the walking location to Bang Naufal.

Until you arrive at a house that is quite crowded people, like there will be an event. Then I opened the windshield and I called the person who was walking near my car.

"I'm sorry to ask." My vow

"What's wrong, neng?" Say it

"Yes neng, that's the son of Mr. Oman wants to be proposed with his girlfriend. But wait for his family, Mr. Oman, who is still on the road, so the event has not been started." The father explained.

Deg. . .

"Master?" I said shiver

"Mrs. . . Neng. . ." Call that Father.

"Eh . . . Yes Sir?" I stammered.

"Is there anything else you want to ask?" Said the Father.

"What is the woman named Sifa?" Ask me.

"Betul Neng, whose name is Sifa. Neng Sifa is it?" Ask the Father.

"Eh. . . Yes sir, I am his friend. Thank you very much, sir." Said I was lying.

"Sama-sama neng, then you excuse me yes neng." Said the father.

"Yes sir." Say it with teary eyes

"Is Mas Tio going to propose to Sifa?" I said shiver

"You just called and said love and love, but now you're proposing to another woman?" I said with tears coming out.

Trying hard, but I'm not that strong. Tears continued to flow until someone knocked on my car's window. I wiped my tears rough and tidied my clothes, after which I opened the car door.

He opened the car door, I greeted my family with a forced smile. Then Mama hugged me tightly, the tears that I had been holding back now came out again.

"Mom heard all from Mr. Aziz, we will support all your decisions, son." Say Mama while stroking my darling hair.

"What are you here for, Dek?" Kak Niko asked in surprise and I wiped my tears.

"There." Point me at Sifa's house.

"There's a proposal show." Say it with an empty look.

"Whose proposal, Dek?" Ask Mama.

"Are we going to attend your friend's application?" Ask Brother Niko.

"Aren't you usually taking us all along, just for a proposal? Must be something?" Guess Bang Naufal, while I continued to stare towards the crowded House.

"Brother's guess is right! There Mas Tio's cheating house and now his proposal." I said shiver.

"So you mean! Tio proposed to her affair tonight? In that house?" The Naufal.

"It is not certain who proposed Bang, so Ade wanted to make sure himself. If it is true what Ade imagined, Ade will not be able to go there alone." My speech.

"Let's go in." Said Papa who was embracing my body and Mama, while walking in.

As we set foot on the porch of this bustling house, my feet felt limp when I heard what the people inside said.

"We, as a family, leave all decisions to our son Sifa. Because our son will live it, how will Sifa? Did you accept the proposal from Tio? To be his future wife? Who will be his wife." Ask a man from a speaker that sounds outside.

We continued walking until we arrived at the door and we could see clearly that the man who was proposing was my legal husband Mas Tio.

"Yes Sifa is ready." Say Sifa shyly.

Everyone rejoiced and said "Alhamdulillah".