The Charm of the Second Wife Being Filled
10. I Want to Divorce

"Then how good is it?" dilara asked Fandi after nearly an hour of confining herself in the room.

"All right, it's up to you" replied Fandi shrugging, his countenance flat.

An hour of chatting, there was no end they met. Fandi himself was sorry to see the fate of his cousin. No matter what they discussed, no one knew because their conversation was too private.

While out there Dafa seems unsettled, his concentration breaks at work. I don't know how many times he went back and forth to the door but couldn't hear anything.

What exactly did Dilara do with that man? What are they...?

No, no, Dafa shook his head. He should not be as reckless as that time. Just once he suspected and hanged Dilara, he did not want to misunderstand anymore.

A few minutes later, the two left the room just as Dafa was still at the door. Dilara and Fandi were aghast at the same time, but did not respond too much.

After delivering Fandi to the parking lot, Dilara returned to her room. It turned out that Dafa was already standing behind the door and quickly locked it.

"You?" Dilara was surprised to see Dafa leaning his back against the door.

After pulling the key, Dafa stepped slowly closer to Dilara. The woman retreated a few steps until her calf touched the edge of the sofa.

"Bug..."

Dilara directly sat down when unable to maintain balance. "You want what you? Don't fuck around!" firmly Dilara with a sharp and flaming look in her eyes.

"Mmmm..." Dafa shrugged his shoulders while crouching and then placed his knees on the floor. His body leaned closer to Dilara with both hands on each side of his wife's arms. Dafa locked it with a distance of a few inches.

"Please stay away, don't hurt me!" muttered Dilara in fear, she folded her hands on her chest while squinting her eyes.

Seeing Dilara's bleached face, Dafa smiled bitterly. What has she done that Dilara got this scared of her?

Then Dafa slid his hand between Dilara's hair and neck, clutching his wife's nape gently and trying to scrape the distance. Dilara's sigh suddenly rumbled across Dafa's face, his chest rising and falling with the increasingly agonizing tightness.

"Who is that guy?" ask Dafa with one hand that moves stroking Dilara's cheek. He asked in a soft tone, the distance of their lips was only a few inches. Dilara could feel the heat touching her lips.

"Mas, please stay away from me!" Dilara bit her lower lip until it got wet. Dafa's chest throbbed in pain looking at that, eager for him to melu*matn him and bite him this very second. Channeling the desire that has been several days he can withstand and he can not channel.

But Dafa should not be careless, even a little wrong Dilara could be angry with him. He promised never to hurt Dilara again.

"I'll let you go, but first tell me who that man is!" bargain Dafa explored the cheeks, jaws, to the chin of Dilara who teased his gaze. He touched her gently with the back of his hand.

"That's not important," Dilara opened her eyes slowly, her beads of eyes clashing with each other staring at meu on each other's faces.

"Why is it not important? Am I not your husband?" lirih Dafa stared hazy because there was a puddle that disturbed his vision.

This time Dilara did not reply, she simply shook her head and cut off their eye contact. She was not strong at seeing the Dafa eye bead, it made her heart scream after the pain that Dafa created for her.

"Dilara.." call Dafa who now cupped his hands on his second wife's cheeks.

One by one Dilara's tears began to fall down her cheeks, although heavy but she had to sincerely return Dafa to Mega. Dafa belonged to that woman and will forever remain that way.

"North-odd..."

"Enough, I won't change my decision!" sergeant Dilara sharpened his gaze.

"No Dilara, I won't divorce you." flirting with Dafa, he kept his hand away from Dilara's cheek and rubbed his face rough.

"But you have to do it Mas, it's for the good of all of us. After this you no longer need to think about two wives, you can focus on the same Mbak Mega." said Dilara.

"I said no, no, no! Just toying with me Dilara, enough!" Dafa raised the volume of his voice and sat languidly at Dilara's feet. "Please stop all this, I beg you! I'm not an item, I'm a human being, I have a heart and feelings. Why make me feel like I have no self-respect? First bought me for the reason of loving me, now I want to just throw me away. Heh... You're crazy Dilara, you're totally crazy." Dafa lowered his gaze and hit the floor with his fists. It's better than putting it on Dilara.

"Then what should I do? Is the love I have enough to make you believe? Is my love able to make you see me for a second? The answer is no Mas, you hate me and don't want me at all. You can even hurt me with your own hands." Dilara who has been ignited emotions also increase the volume of his voice. "I know my way was wrong, I shouldn't have bought you. But does it have to hurt me this deep? It doesn't matter if you cool me down, it doesn't matter if you yell at me so many times, but why are you so heartbreaking to hurt me physically? What kind of household is this?"

"North-odd..."

"Enough Mas, today we must also separate. Just drop your talaq on me, then you'll be free after this." added Dilara, then crouched down before Dafa. She reached into the bag of Dafa pants to take the key, she could not stand having to pretend to be strong in front of her husband.

Unfortunately Dafa did not let Dilara snatch the key easily, he tried to defend himself and held Dilara's hands together.

A fierce struggle ensued until both of them somersaulted and rolled on the floor.

"Enough Dilara, please don't be stubborn!" persuade Dafa as Dilara curled up in his arms. He had to wrap his wife's body so that she no longer acted like a possessed person.

"Take me off, Mom! Don't touch me with your dirty hands!" lirih Dilara broke into tears.

"No, I won't let you go. Pull back your words, we won't get divorced." said Dafa.

"Freely persuaded me, my decision was already unanimous." snapped Dilara.

"Why Dilara? Is it because of that guy?" dafa Terka.

"Yes, he's my ex and we'll get back together. I don't need you anymore" Dilara replied in order for Dafa to let go.

"Deg..."

Dafa's heart rumbled loudly hearing that. It was like being hit by a spear right about his heart. Pain, pain, pain, Dafa itself does not know why.

"Then go, then" Dafa let go of his embrace, then took the key from his pants pocket and quickly stood up to the door.

After turning the key, Dafa left without even turning his head or saying. He left the factory and went somewhere.

Dilara herself could only cry out wailing at the fate of her marriage which was only a corn. Even corn itself can still grow a little long.

Why is everything so ruined like this? Why was Dilara so foolish as to take an action that ended up hurting herself?