The charm of Miss Zahra
episode thirty three

Fatih showed me photos of them being shared in the office chat group.

"Still want to dodge? This number is yours, isn't it?"

"I-i"

"I grant your wish, I'll talk you out today. From today Zahra Altafun Nissa is no longer my wife" Fatih said.

Zahra turned her face and closed her eyes. Be ill. Some wither before spreading fragrant. But this is the way he is free from accusations of being an actor.

"Thank you for setting me free" Zahra said with a bitter smile. He was not even given a chance to defend. He also stepped away from Fatih who closed his eyes.

"No need to drive her, Randi. She is no longer my wife" cried Fatih at Randi who was about to open the door for Zahra.

Zahra just nodded at Randi then stepped out of the building. Waiting for an online taxi that will take him to the station. He was used to living simply so this was no big deal. It was just that he felt pain when he was not given the chance to talk.

The taxi that was booked had arrived, he no longer turned to the building that had already given him many memories. Next he went home by train. Arriving at Bi sumi's house immediately welcomed him.

"What does the lady want to make drink?"

"No need, Bi. Oh right from now on auntie also don't need to call me mistress anymore. I'm not Mr. Fatih's wife. After this, my aunt can go home immediately. I want to rest first."

Zahra went into the room leaving behind Bi Sumi who was dumbfounded.

Fatih returned to his room asking Sam to solve the problem of the photos circulating. But it was too late because the photo had reached the media. Nosy hands moved faster than Sam, keeping the man busy calling here and there to bring the news down.

Fatih herself slammed her body onto the sofa, her hands clenched firmly. Instantly the love for Zahra turns to hate. The clenched hand felt like it wanted to hit the face of Zahra who was so firm and so strong. He hates that face now.

"Don't say anything, Sarah," Fatih said as Sarah entered her room.

"I won't be quiet this time. You've been humiliated by that woman do I still have to be quiet? You're my husband and I have to protect your good name. The photos have reached the media, your good name and the company are at stake. Let's fix it together."

Sarah took advantage of the suffering of others. Fatih should still be hers no matter the man still wants her or not.

"I know, this is Demir's way of seizing everything that belongs to you especially the company. Demir is working with the woman. I know it," Sarah lied.

Fatih instantly recalled Zahra's words saying she was waiting for what Demir would do. The hate is getting more and more entrenched in the heart.

"We make it clear that this is just the pity of your adorers. And I'll make sure they believe what I say" Sarah said.

News of a handsome man who is successful in business is always a warm target of his fans. Especially when it comes to personal life.

Some of the clikbait that led to the opinion was shown by Sarah to Fatih.

"You'll just shut up. Then I'll go" said Sarah, but her arm was blocked by Fatih.

"Stay here" Fatih said.

***

Media crews have been gathering in the lobby since three in the afternoon. They immediately contact Fatih and Sarah who just came out of the elevator. Security was bothered by them to protect his superiors.

"Mrs. Fatih can clarify for a moment?"

"Mr Fatih, is the news about you true."

"Mr Fatih can give a response to take the news circulating."

More or less like that the sentence that the media threw.

"Which news should I clarify? If it's about the second woman in my life, I emphasize it doesn't exist. I only have one wife who is now standing next to me."

Fatih looked at Sarah who was also smiling at him. Their hands clasping each other showed there was no problem between them.

"Is that really the Madam?" ask one of the reporters.

"Right, if not for what I stand here just to pretend. I believe my husband has a high atittude. It was impossible to glance at the lowly woman who was teasing him. It's been proven all along." Sarah smiled convincingly.

"Well, what about the photos?" ask the other reporters.

"That's just the fad of my husband's worshipers. Maybe they think in this way will make our relationship become tenuous. That was nothing. Thank you for caring about our relationship."

Sarah and Fatih clenched their hands and said goodbye to the media. They got in the same car.

"I've convinced them and protected your good name. Once this is in or out of love between us, I hope you don't make decisions that will do you no harm by divorcing me."

"No need to organize, I know what I have to do" Fatih replied. Silence, even though there is still a distance between them.

***

Zahra sits in the back garden overlooking the rice fields. The night wind blew his long hair. Hilal approached her brother carrying a freshly burned cassava and enjoyed it together. After that they reminisced about an old story that made them laugh.

Remembering the past makes Zahra forget what happened today. But Hilal who was laughing momentarily silent when opening the instagram page. Lots of clarification news done by Fatih also Sarah.

"What the fuck?" Hilal frowned then turned to his older brother alley staring straight at the brawl.

"No need to be surprised, Lal. He dropped the talaq on my sister this afternoon." Zahra turned her head and showed a smile as if this was no big deal to her. "It's all done."

"Is your brother feeling finished too?"

"What does wrong feeling mean, Hilal. I was quite relieved when he released me from this marriage. Yes, although feeling emotionally hurt as well" Zahra joked.

"Kor, Sis. Humanly if you feel pain. If you want to cry, no need to be ashamed of me. Do not be held back from the sense of tightness that even rooted in the heart and gnawing the mind."

Zahra nodded and lowered her head, as she sobbed. Hilal's brother's shoulder was embraced by Hilal. Until no more sounding from his brother.

"relieved?"

Zahra nodded.

"Now come with me!" Hilal reached out a hand to help his sister get up. Then went into the room to pick up the keys and a jacket for her brother. He also took his bag.

"Where are we going, Hilal?"

"Just come along, let's go up!"

The motor drove towards the crowded street then entered the parking lot of a hospital in the afternoon area.

"Come on!" Hilal pulled his brother's hand after removing the helmet. Their steps towards a room that cares about R. Practice dr. Sintia Sp's. OGS.

"Why are we going here, Hilal?"

"Check the contents, Brother."

"Relations?" Zahra touched his stomach. Wasn't yesterday her pregnancy declared a miscarriage.

"Yes, sister content. Who else was pregnant, when I was?" kekeh Hilal as he approached the nurse who was guarding there.