
Dinner this time, Aira only ate alone. Sonya was still sad in her room. Ibrahim decided to keep Joseph in the room.
There was a feeling of emptiness that Aira felt, as if her achievements out there meant nothing if inside this house there was no family warmth.
"Mrs Aira, why aren't the vegetables eaten? is the cooking bad tonight?" asked Bik Sumi, from that moment he continued to watch Aira who was eating with no appetite, even the vegetables presented there were not touched by the Madam.
"No Bik, everything is delicious, it's just my stomach is a little uncomfortable," explained Aira as it is, he even immediately drank water and ended his dinner.
"Is the Madam sick?"
"No Bik, I caught a cold this morning" Aira answered and Sumi nodded her head.
After dinner Aira returned to her room, seeing what her husband and son were doing.
Abraham was playing with Joseph in bed. Babies who have begun to learn to stomach this become more active and adorable.
Aira could hear clearly, the laughter of the husband sounding loose.
Although he hated but still Aira's heart warmed when he heard the laughter.
Aira then sat on the side of the bed, joining the two.
"Mas," call Aira Iirih. This was the first time Aira called Ibrahim Mas again. For the past 3 months Aira has always referred to Ibrahim as you, you and you.
Ibrahim, who heard the soft call, turned to Aira, looking suspiciously.
"What's? you have another new plan to raise a lot of money?" asked Ibrahim directly, without first listening to what Aira meant.
Though Aira had intended to improve their relationship, breaking into the misunderstandings that had been mastered.
But hearing the husband's response, Aira was only able to breathe out slowly. His good intentions back up he did.
"What?" asked Ibrahim once again when he was looking closely at the face of the wife who looked different.
Aira's face no longer looked cold, even more beautiful than usual.
Asked again by her husband, Aira raised her face again and returned Ibrahim's gaze.
For a moment the two just looked at each other, with no words between them. It was as if we were exploring what the hearts of the two were. Eventually Joseph's voice took over and Ibrahim and Aira's attention broke.
Ibrahim then carried his son and held the baby.
Ibrahim's gentle treatment of Joseph made Aira's heart ache. He finally decided to end his own ego.
Trying to talk once again with the husband about how good this household is.
Aira realized that the love she felt for Ibrahim had not completely disappeared. It will even make him look weak. But it's okay, because now Aira feels stronger.
He sure can deal with all this well.
"Mas" called Aira again, and Ibrahim turned and looked back at Aira.
He did not answer what, just waiting for what Aira would say next.
"I want to talk about us" Aira explained. Ibrahim was still shaking his body, petting the child.
Suddenly his mind was blank when he heard that Aira said. About them, about Ibrahim's desire for Aira.
"Mas wants me to reject all the treasures grandfather gave me? all right I'll do," said Aira again. Abraham's body stopped moving.
"I don't want us to continue to be hostile like this Mas, even if we get divorced I want us to have a good relationship, for Joseph's sake," timpal Aira again because Ibrahim just kept quiet and looked at him with an inexplicable gaze.
Aira did not know, if Ibrahim now felt crowded. Although I don't know which sentence Aira made it crowded like this.
"Say Mas? what do you want about me? what do I have to do to make you not hate me anymore?" aira asked, his gaze was sweet, a sign that he was tired of all this fighting.
While Ibrahim is getting more and more gambled, with a lot of thoughts in his head. But one that he tried to believe, that Aira really only wanted grandfather's treasure.
"Alright, then let go of all grandfather's giving to you. Including stop being CEO at SM."
Aira nodded.
"Then what about our home? are we going to split up?" ask Aira again and again.
"I love you Mas, I want this household to remain intact. But if Mas doesn't love me better divorce me," Aira breaks up.
And..
The deg! suddenly, Ibrahim's heart was stung. It was as if his beat had stopped for a moment.
"About Joseph we need not argue, he will forever remain our son. But since he's a baby, let Joseph come with me."
"What actually happened to you? why are you suddenly talking about this?" ask Ibrahim.
"I'm tired Mas, I'm tired we keep fighting, I want to go back to my parents' house and live peacefully there," Aira said.
Nothing else made him tremble at his decision. Because in fact he still feels empty even though his career is shining.
Ibrahim fell silent, trying to understand all the words spoken by Aira. About their sudden separation that felt so excruciating.
"Alright," replied Ibrahim, he also realized that their household had not been healthy. Too much fighting and arguing.
Ibrahim also tried to be sure, if all he wanted about Aira was only grandfather's treasure. And about his separation this will not affect his life.
Moreover, it has been said that forever they will remain the parents of Joseph.
"Tomorrow we'll meet Mr. Basir and tell him you want that."
"Alright," answered Aira resigned, now everything feels heavy, even he seems to be sincere household will really end.
But this mutual decision must be done immediately, before the longer they hurt each other.
Aira's chest was painful when she found out that her husband had never loved her.
At least all their togetherness did not make Ibrahim's heart waver.
But Aira kept trying to be sure, if she could get through this. Completely opened a new leaf after he and Ibrahim separated later.
Go back to the village and start there.