Please, Love Me
Let's End It All

"Take me off." Now Fitri's voice sounded no passion at all, he was tired of shouting, wanting to calm his mind.

Hendri grabbed his clothes that he had taken off, then put them on and approached Fitri who was sitting on the edge of the bed with a flat face without expression. He understood, well understood if this time Fitri like a woman who numb to him, repeatedly he hurt and hurt the woman's feelings, he said, he did not want to demand forgiveness from him even though he knew Fitri might not be willing to give the apology.

Seeing Fitri not talking, he again rose to the wardrobe, choosing a set of sleeping clothes for his wife. "Here, you wear it first." The clothes he put next to Fitri. However, even just glancing at her was not at all, the woman was silent a thousand languages did not want to respond.

"Have you had dinner? Want some soup?" asked Hendri again, he continued to try to persuade Fitri to talk. The woman's silent attitude is actually what she fears the most rather than seeing Fitri get angry with all the harsh words that come out, if silent like that, he really did not understand what he wanted to do and say to persuade him.

"I'm helping you dry your hair, yeah." Again and again, despite not getting a response from Fitri, Hendri still decided to take a hair dryer in the drawer, but before he found what he was looking for, suddenly an uncomfortable sentence came out of Fitri's mouth.

"I'll give up."

Hearing the word surrender, Hendri actually quite know about his intention, Fitri would want to leave.

Hendri's eyes looked pushy, he was unable to say anything more.

"Let me go, Mom. I'm tired of pretending to be strong all this time, I deserve to be happy too, don't I?" Highlight the eyes of Fitri no less adorable and slashing.

"Where are you going, Fitri?"

"Wherever it is, you don't need to know, Mom. It seems we are not meant to be a match, only we are too forced to be together, and in the end still hurt each other." Fitri grabbed the pajamas that Hendri had given her earlier and put them on slowly.

Hendri's remarks made Fitri stop his movement, turning to Hendri for a moment.

"By divorcing her, are you sure our household will be fine?"

Hendri seemed silent, and Fitri continued his words, "What is needed in the household is a belief, whether you divorce Mbak Andini or not, it won't have any effect as long as you can't trust me yourself, ma'am."

"I've tried my best, but you can't fight for me, Mas. Since you decided not to believe my words, you also destroyed our relationship, have you not been aware of it?" he continued, the gaze of Fitri really makes Hendri unable to wiggle.

"Let's end all this, Mom. Live by your plan and let me live my way."

"No, Fitri. Let's go once more! I'm ready to get a reward from you if you dare to hurt you again." Hendri did not want to hear another farewell, Fitrilah himself asked him to marry, this time he will not let go just like that.

"Actually I already knew that Andini was not pregnant with my son," Hendri said and it managed to make Fitri turn his head again with furrowed eyebrows.

"You mean?"

"Andini's pregnant with someone else's child, and I just realized it this time." Hendri's face looked so serious, he was sure of what he said just now, had been determined to let go of one of them and certainly not Fitri.