Sharing Love: Wife Ventilation of Your Desire
IPH CHAPTER 14 - Talak

Five days in Paris and finally Ibrahim and Sonya came home.

True said Sonya, returning from the holiday Ibrahim so much fresher. His mind is not tired anymore, even the departure of the grandfather he did not take a headache.

Everything is destiny, the matter of life and death everyone will experience.

Exit the airport and they are picked up by the driver of the Suryo family. Sonya hugged Ibrahim's arm tightly until they got into the car.

And Ibrahim was pleased to find this spoiled attitude of his first wife.

"Remember your promise, arriving home will immediately drop the talaq on Aira, do not give him a chance to talk," explained Sonya.

And Ibrahim smiled, nodding his head.

Divorcing Aira was not difficult for Ibrahim, all he needed from the village woman was Joseph.

And about Joseph he and Sonya could take care of him. Yusuf will also be more proud to know if his mother is Sonya and not Aira.

20 Minutes on the way they finally got home.

Their return was welcomed by Aira and Joseph. That afternoon Aira was really happy finally the husband came home, with a smile expanding he approached Ibrahim and sonya.

Then stretched out her hand to kiss the back of her husband's right hand.

But instead of welcoming, Ibrahim turned his face away and Aira heard clearly Sonya who was grieving.

Sontak made Aira stare in disbelief at the two.

While in Paris Sonya not only asked Ibrahim to divorce Aira, but Sonya also brainwashed her husband. Said that Aira would definitely use Yusuf to enjoy Pram's grandfather's legacy to the little boy.

Continued to be compiled with many bad stories about Aira makes Ibrahim also now back to hate his second wife.

“Aira, keep your dirty hands,” Sonya said. Making Aira fixated in her place standing with a heart that feels embedded. Forced remat until it feels so torturous.

Aira couldn't believe that this was what she was going to accept.

Where was Ibrahim her loving husband, where Sonya was nice to him first.

Why everything changes in a matter of days.

“Give Joseph to me,” pinta Sonya.

A request that made Aira gulp her saliva violently, she even took a few steps back away from Sonya who wanted to reach her son.

“Give!” sonya's strangulation makes Aira sucked. With a hunting heartbeat and fear and excitement.

Aira shook her head, No.

He would not give his son to anyone.

Hearing there was a commotion, Sumi's bik approached everything and stood right next to Aira.

“What's the Madam?” bik Sumi asked Aira, when she saw the face of her mistress's pias.

Makes Aira struggling not to give up the child.

“Don't Mas! Don't take Joseph from me!” peeking Aira, she even cried and tried to get away.

Bik Sumi tried to hold back anyway, but instead crashed because of the encouragement of Ibrahim. Aira fell when Joseph was taken from his trunk.

 “I dropped my talaq on you Aira, now get out of this house. Yusuf will guard with Sonya,” said Ibrahim so heartily.

He said those evil words and looked hatefully at Aira who was knocked down on the floor, knocked down and helpless.

“Don't Mas, don't take Yusuf from me.” Pinta Aira with increasingly heavy tears. Aira did not know what to say especially so that her husband understood, about him and Joseph could not be separated in this way, Joseph was very small, Joseph needed Asi and his mother's warm embrace.

While Ibrahim remained unmoved, even intending to pass from there with Joseph.

Hurriedly Aira got up and grabbed her husband's legs, stopping Ibra's steps.

Hugged the two feet tightly, persisted by continuously begging.

“Mas, I beg Mas, you may divorce me, but please do not take Joseph, do not separate me with Yusuf Mas,” please Aira.

But Sonya instead encourages him to let go of Ibra's legs.

“Don't use Yusuf to be your shield Aira, you used Yusuf to enjoy Pram's grandfather's treasure, right?!” hardik Sonya with her high voice.

Joseph was crying and not calm.

While Aira continued to shake her head and looked pityfully at the child.

“Mas I beg you, let me give milk to Yusuf,” please Aira, his throat feels choked every time he hears the child's roar.

However, even though Ibrahim was not touched by his heart, he asked some guards to drive Aira out of the house, while he himself brought Joseph in.

Sonya smiled cynically, looking at the body of Aira who was thrown out of the house.

And Sonya proudly closed the door.

Bik Sumi was crying, but she chose to stay in this house. He will be the protector for Joseph here.

“Mas! Mas IBRAHIM!!” peeking Aira, he repeatedly banged on the door of the house. But the door remained tightly locked.

“Mistress, I'm sorry, but I beg you to leave this house,” said the keeper, he is actually pity, but this is his job, obey all the wishes of the Master, Ibrahim.

“No sir, I do not want to go, Joseph is in Sir and he cries, I must be with him Sir, Joseph my son, Joseph my son,” replied Aira Iirih, he finally fell down unable to stand up.

Crying and imagining the child who somehow fates in there.

“Yusuf,” call Aira slimy.

“Yusuf.”

It continued like that until late at night, until finally Mr. Basir invited Aira to come with him.