Not Just Love
Chapter 39. Close at hand

Emotions can affect thought patterns and actions. Supposedly, her divorce with Sandra became a secret. But who would have thought, he said it himself, in front of his mother and in-laws.

"We go home together. Wait, I'll pick you up!"

"Good."

Now, it's four in the afternoon. The work hours are over and it's time to go home. However, Zamar still lingered in the room.

"You ready?"

"Here you go, sir."

"alright. You just go around and do your job well.

Huan drove as usual. Because he made a mistake this morning. This afternoon, he did not ask much and only answered as necessary.

Parked, Sandra's waiting. He got in the car, which stopped in front of him.

"Where are we going?"

"Your house" Zamar replied briefly.

Silent. All were silent, both the driver and the passengers behind him. There is no music, either. There was only, the honking sound of the stopped cars being red-lighted.

"You just need to shut up, there."

"What do you want to talk to my parents about?"

"Our divorce."

"You want to tell them?" furious Sandra.

"Sooner or later, they'll know. Don't be afraid, I'm still keeping my promise."

The car entered a very large yard. The bonsai plant, becomes the first sight when entering the area.

"You guys coming?" Sandra's mother welcomed them. Without a smile, and stared intently at his downcast daughter. "Come in."

Zamar beckoned to Huan, then stepped following the mother-in-law. Sandra walked beside Zamar, without holding hands.

Unasked, Zamar sat down first. Like, being at home. In fact, did not return the smile of his father-in-law, who greeted them kindly.

"For a long time, you didn't visit." I sat down and asked the waiter to prepare a drink. "How are you guys? Papa knows, you guys have a problem. Divorce is not a solution."

Zamar has not answered. He watched his mother-in-law, also sitting joined. Along with the waiter, who placed the cup on the table.

"What's wrong?" ask Sandra's mom directly. "Mama will teach her, that she may obey you."

"Mama, shut up." Husband warned.

"I won't be silent." Sandra's mother turned to Zamar. "You don't appreciate my daughter's sacrifice, for your family. He closes your disgrace by marrying you. But, what's your reply? You want to divorce her? Now, say. What mistake?"

"Because, Sandra deserves better." Sandra looked at her husband. "Your daughter won't be happy with me."

"Omong empty! You were married for almost three years. And you just want to say about her happiness? Why not from before? Why don't you, when you're just married?" cerca Sandra's. "With his current age, do you think he can remarry? Moreover, bearing the status of a widow from you."

"Son, that's exactly what my wife said. My daughter has sacrificed for you, spent her wasted time with you. But, did you throw it away for some absurd reason? We don't accept it" Dad said.

Zamar watched Sandra's parents' faces, taking turns. There is anger, but there is a hidden intention. He knows the nature of those who do not want to lose. Because all this time, the marriage was also due to business problems. The deal the mother made, unbeknownst to Zamar at the time.

"I'm here, not asking for approval" Zamar's circus. He glanced at the whereabouts of Huan, who nodded his head at him, as a gesture.

"Don't you take something?" Zamar looked at his wife. Smile, so that the woman will answer.

"Yes. I'll take it first." Sandra rose, as did her mother, who followed her daughter's steps.

"So you're going to divorce her anyway?" Dad's face, it's turning cold.

"really. But I will continue to support his life. So, you guys don't have to worry."

"We don't lack money to support our daughter. But, you must remain responsible, for wasting my daughter."

"I mean, you?"

Zamar laughed discordantly, shaking his head. He felt funny, with the attitude of his father-in-law. Not short of money, but asking for shares.

"Father wrong people, negotiate with me." Zamar got up and just then, Sandra came out with a bag.

"Sandra. Room in!" the father and his mother yelled and pulled his daughter's hand.

"Mama, loose!"

"He's divorced you. What's it for, you're coming with him?"

"She's still my wife!" Zamar let go of her mother-in-law.

"We will not allow this" cried Zamar's father unconcerned. He pulled the wife's hand out of the house. And immediately entered the car whose engine had been turned on by Huan.

"I'm scared" Sandra said.

"Have you taken the documents you need?"

"It."

"Then don't ever go back in that house, without my permission."

Just like Sandra's parents. At the Zamar residence, he got a sour look from his mother. In fact, the woman who had given birth to him, did not want to reprimand him. He just directly, holding the hand of his daughter-in-law, entered his private room.

Zamar was reluctant to take matters into account, he just passed by, heading for the study with his secretary.

"You found something?" Zamar put his briefcase down, on the table. Loosen the tie and take off the suit.

Huan did not reply, he simply placed a thick colored paper on the table. Actually, he got a lot of information this afternoon. However, he kept it to himself.

"Invitation?" Zamar just glanced, without any intention of taking it.

"This is your wedding invitation with Miss Maya. It's been two years and I found it, in the back yard."

"Then why did you give it to me?"

"Look, Mister."

Zamar lazily took the invitation, then opened it. One name printed thickly, making both his eyes widen.

"Th-this, man,... "

"Yes, Sir. The invitation that was spread two weeks before the wedding was on behalf of Miss Sandra, not Miss Maya. And actually, the invitation was spread, one week before the wedding."

"But that's impossible. I clearly saw the invitation. I checked it myself, printed."

"Then, I'll find another invitation already spread."

"It's been almost three years, you think anyone's gonna keep it?"

"It's not wrong, if we look for him, sir. And there's more." Huan put down Zamar's wedding souvenirs first. A prayer rug on the back of it says the names Zamar and Maya. However, when turning it over, the name Sandra listed there.

Zamar is dumbfounded, speechless and confused. How come? The question, which is in his mind. A fancy wedding, for Maya? But, why? The invitation he chose, as well as the souvenir, why even change the name.

"I'm confused, Huan. I want to marry Sandra, because the invitation has been spread. No matter what, neither the media nor the invitation question a changed bride."

"Sir, patience. We're almost close. I'll find proof."

"Mama" said Zamar suddenly.

"Sir."

"Tap us to the printing press and call the WO in charge of my wedding at that time. And also, the boutique that designed Maya's wedding dress. I want to see them all."

"I will do it. But, preferably, you should not call them in the office. I'll find a suitable place."

"I'll leave it to you."

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