RUSTING BOAT
Chapters. 88

Angered Saniah came out of the courtroom and walked home without saying goodbye to his father and mother and his father-in-law. Let it be. For him it is already ugly already let it go. He does not care anymore if labeled as a daughter-in-law who has no adab in the eyes of the in-laws.Let all of them be hated. That way he'll be easy to get away from Jubair. Because his heart was already sick.

" Niah, niah. "the man clutched the arm of Saniah who was still in revolt wanted to escape.

" Detach, brother. I'm going home. I want to work." Saniah jerked forcefully the grip of Jubair that felt strong to hold himself back so as not to move away.

" No." Jubair shook his head. " You should come home with us. You're still sister's wife, deck. What will people say if adek live alone in a rented house. Danger and many temptations. Not to mention the gossiping of people, the deck. "

" I don't want to go back to that house, brother. I told you too, if I chose to withdraw from this marriage. It's free to defend this fake household, sis. I never thought of you as a wife?" I said soft and sad.

Jubair's face turned pale hearing my words. His handkerchief loosened and with a single jolt, his hand grip slipped out of Saniah's hand.

Saniah looked at the man in annoyance.

" Go home, brother. I can't go back anymore. Brother is happy to live with Meli and your children. Now it's my turn to find my happiness. My life's path. Don't be selfish, brother. "

" But, deck. What this can't be talked about at home. Give me one more chance. I will try to be your husband and serve as a priest to you deck. "he begs while looking at Saniah. Hoping that Saniah would collapse. But Saniah only shook his head weakly, staying firm on his stance to separate from Jubair.

" Deck, think back. For the sake of both your parents and your sisters. "

Saniah. " They're happy enough without me, brother. Enough is enough for me to be grounded for their happiness. At least they never cared about my feelings and my heart. "he was wounded.

" Jubair. " The voice of the father-in-law surprised me. I'm back on my bike. Jubair tried to grab my hand but I thinned it.

" Detach, brother. Don't be ashamed of yourself, brother. Look. It's there Meli and the older brother's children have come. "

He looked towards my index. Sure enough, the actor was already in the car park. The three then walked towards Jubair. Jubair looks furious. The man clenched his hand. The same goes for both parents.

" Jubair, why did you bring that woman here, huh? "

" I never told Meli to come here, sir. "

Meli was standing in front of us. Shamelessly, he salted spoiled in Jubair's arm. Irritatedly, Jubair brushed off his second wife's hand.

" Meli.. You do anyway use the event nyulai all. Just be ashamed... "

" But, brother. The children want to meet his father. "the itchy whine woman has no shame.

Jubair's face was flushed withstanding indignation and embarrassment.

" I told you, just at home. You don't have to come here because there's a father and and his parents Saniah."

" Once, Brother. No need to defend yourself. It's only natural that he's here. The sister was her husband. "said Saniah then turned on the motorbike and left the place regardless of the call of Jubair as well as the call of Father and mother.

It's been a month since the second trial. I am now waiting for the next trial. I also heard from Syafrie that Asthma's health has improved. My best friend has started to be able to walk even though he is still limping..

Last night she received a chat from Asma. For the first time since the accident. My friend asked to meet me. She also if she wants to say something about her relationship with Syafrie. Actually I can already guess if my best friend will finally choose to return to her ex-husband.

I pray that my best friend is still in his sane brain. It was possible that the accident made his originally sliding brain go straight back and not crazy anymore. I'm actually just so sorry about Syafrie. The man was patient enough with all the behavior of Asthma my best friend.

Syafrie was guilty of betraying Asma. But it was not the desire of Syafrie, but the desire of his father Asma. Here, the two men are both wounded by the fault of his father Saniah and also by the circumstances. I hope everything can end with a Happy ending even though it has to go through a winding road.

I welcome the offer to meet from Asthma. I miss my best friend very much. I also want to see Afika, the beautiful Asma child.

Asma and I were sitting in a cafe in Bontang. The cafe located on the edge of the coast looked a little lenggang so we could freely to chat.

After ordering food and drinks, Astma and I got into a good conversation.

" So how's your relationship with Syafrie? Have you finally decided to part with her?" ask me to start our conversation.

Shamelessly she told me how the process was that she and Syafrie could finally get back together again.

" God.. ,Ashma. "I shrieked shutting his mouth after hearing the story.

" You are evil.Why you and your family no one also tells you if you and Syafrie have been reversed again. "

" Well..how else. I finally realized that I might not be able to accept sadness anymore if I had to go back to parting with him. So I decided to heal the wound with Syafrie, not to treat the wound. I realized that I still love him. And how much Syafrie loves me too. "

" Nah, pang already padahi kalo? Fortunately, you are not too late.. Syafrie is dead love with you. He can't forget you. Therefore he could not accept his marriage with Marina and chose to release Marina..... " my words came to a halt when I saw the cloudy look on his face when I heard that I accidentally caused the name of the ex-wife Syafrie.

" I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bring up your old wounds." I said with a clear expression of guilt. He smiled and then continued to eat the food he had ordered with enthusiasm. It looks like Asthma pregnancy this time makes the Friend so doyan one meal. The proof is that he eats a lot and is very greedy.

" I'm fine. How are you doing with Jubair? Is 'the bird' still lackluster also can not wake up. Just cut it, you guys." he got pissed.

I shook my head and then said.

" I decided to withdraw from our marriage, Asma. "

Asthma's mouth is wide open. He did not think that I would finally realize that my folly was resigned when choosing to have a marriage with a man who never appreciated me as a wife.

" Alhamdulillah." he said, clenching his hands and rubbing his face.

I look in amazement. Crazy.he's still crazy.

" Crazy you, Asthma. Friends want divorce you gratefully. "my snatch.

Asma chuckled at my nagging.

" Yes, I'm glad your mind is open. But I was wondering, what made you change your mind not to defend Jubair? " to her again.

" I thought about what you said, Asthma. I don't want to be too selfish. I'm also tired of hoping that Kak Jubair's love will melt into me. Ever since the events at the market that night, I realized one thing, that I was never in his heart forever. Then why would I sacrifice myself to a man who never expected and appreciated me at all. So I decided to release Kak Jubair with this marriage. It's possible that she's tormented by our marriage, so that by separating from me, the burden in her heart will be lessened, and I'm no longer so indebted to her."

" Hmm, so the point is you're tired of all this crap? " ask Asma while looking at me sharply. He searched - looking for earnestness in my eyes.

" Yes, and I also decided to move to the city alone and look for my own happiness, Asma. Like you, you can be yourself and find your happiness without being a burden to my parents." I said with a sob still held back.

He smiled at my words.

" Ok, I support you. "surely happy.

I hugged my friend with a happy heart. I am happy because he finally got his happiness and I am also happy because I have a friend who can understand and always support me. My heart is really relieved at this moment.

The next day, I left the village of Suka Rahmat early in the morning. I've left my resignation letter to my friend and paid all my money for this month.

I finally decided to go and find my own happiness. Even though my divorce lawsuit hasn't broken up yet.

I've asked a friend to help take care of all my divorce lawsuit issues with Brother Jubair.

Dertttt. I woke up from the daydream. Turns out a video call came in .

Degs.....

I read the name on the phone screen.

Mr. Haris.....????