
Barra looked at Khayra. The man wanted to say everything honestly. But still thinking about what Ferdi would do if he knew him and Khayra had known each other for a long time.
Barra smiled obliquely in response to Ferdi's words. He took a deep breath before saying it.
"Khayra and I know each other. I knew him when I bought something in the super market where he worked. Understand!" barra.
"So the point is that you two know each other. You deserve to defend him."
Khayra who was standing again looked at Ferdi with an angry face. He broke into the apartment and canceled his intention of giving breakfast.
"Learn to respect others before asking to be appreciated. This life is not just about having, but about appreciating and being grateful for what we already have.It is important to appreciate the feelings of others, because it means a lot to him, even though it may not mean anything to you," barra.
"Don't teach me, Barra. I know who deserves to be appreciated, and who deserves to be despised."
Ferdi entered after saying that. The man saw Khayra who was cooking instant noodles. The man pulled the woman's shirt to turn to face him.
Being this close to Ferdi, Khayra could smell a strong smell of alcohol on the man's body. It is certain that her husband was drunk.
Khayra turned off the stove and chose to leave, but her clothes were pulled back by Ferdi so that her steps were stifled.
The clothes that Khayra used to tear because of the strong pull of Ferdi. The man looked at Khayra with fiery red eyes.
"What's the connection between you and Barra?" ask Ferdi.
"You've heard for yourself that Barra and I don't have any relationship."
"I know what kind of woman you are. Cheap women's policy, pe*la*cur. Didn't you just marry me enough and start approaching my sister. If I get proof you cheated on Barra, I'll kill you slowly!" ferdi said with a voice that remained high.
Khayra let go of Ferdi's hand which was gripping his shirt. He stared back at Ferdi with burning eyes. His patience began to erode.
"Whatdoyouwant? If I had a relationship with Barra, would you divorce me? I'm ready for this second also you dropped a talaq for me!" shout Khayra.
Hearing Khayra's words, Ferdi again approached the woman and without Khayra guessing, his hands floated slapping Khayra's cheeks violently.
Khayra held onto her hot cheek. He looked at Ferdi with glaring eyes.
"I want a divorce!" khayra. There were no tears even though she felt her cheeks were very hot and sore. The woman did not want to look weak in her husband's eyes.
"Don't dream. Until I won't divorce you. What else if I get proof of your relationship with Barra. I will make you suffer and die slowly!"
Khayra remained unmoved from where she stood. There was no fear in him. He even looked at Ferdi's eyes.
"Basic loser! You accused me of cheating. But it is you who do that. Do you think I don't know what you're doing out there? That woman picked up your phone when I tried to call you. What do two adults do in a hotel room if they don't have sex!"
Khayra and Ferdi looked at each other. No one wants to give up. For Khayra her self-esteem felt humiliated because Ferdi said she was a cheap woman.
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