
Zio stood there on the balcony of his house, right in front of his bedroom. Hold onto a stainless fence as high as its navel.
A pair of glazed eyes - glass staring at the night sky filled with flickering stars. And the moon shining brightly was among the army of little rays.
It is so beautiful to see from the balcony. It is also very charming and soothing to the soul of anyone who sees it. And great majesty for those who realize the perfect creation of God.
But not for a Zio Alfaro. His heart was broken in some parts. The beautiful sky turned gloomy and silent. The sparkling beautiful light turned dim and gripped the broken heart, until it was getting crumpled.
Not just a small fraction, but it becomes like a fine glass fragment that cannot be re-attached.
The world is spinning so fast. His world fell in a short time. Not his career is a mess, but the soul that he had always considered good - fine, it could be almost crazy in just one month.
On the table, right behind him stood. There's an invitation from the town's religious court he and Calina come from. A piece of paper that made Zio want to jump and free-fall down there.
Let his head smash into the paving of his courtyard until he has amnesia. The important thing is that the letter can be withdrawn. And no one is sued nor the one who becomes the plaintiff.
But he again remembered, there was Naura who he also had to take care of. Both physical and heart. The confusing world has left him now devastated. Freezing in a bloodless wound.
Returning home from work at six in the afternoon, Zio was made to frown, when he found an envelope lying on the porch table of the house. He forgot to lock the main fence of his house. So that the courier can get into the terrace area.
And that's where the chaos of a Zio's heart gets more pronounced. Calina's name is listed there as a plaintiff. And his name is listed as the party in contention.
' Don't you have a chance to fix everything? '
It flows in the heart. Every second, every minute he almost always said the same sentence. But there is always no hope.
But until this moment there was not the slightest hint of where the girl was. So that he does not know how to persuade Calina to cancel everything. And start from the beginning.
Likewise with Mama Shinta who has not received news from Calina, the only princess. The village flower did not set foot a little in his own hometown. Zio was even more confused. Because Mama Shinta kept begging to find Calina's whereabouts.
A puddle of tears had already fallen on his cheek. Dampen the firm line of his face. Even without a puff, it was enough to show that it was the lowest point of his life.
Immediately he wiped the tears, then threw his body on the sponge-lined chair of the box on it. He took a cigarette out of his pack. He turned it on using the batter next to him.
After sucking once, he immediately drank the alcohol, straight from the bottle.
Ah, Zio's life is a complete mess!
Behind the window glass, his first wife, Naura Azalea stared with tears streaming down the river. She couldn't see her husband like that. But where can he find Calina?
The village girl was lost in the swallow of the Earth...
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The morning sun began to greet the Capital with shame - shame. Light began to be seen from the east, although the sun is not really visible.
A pair of sleeping eyes suddenly opened. As a result he felt nauseous like yesterday morning. Quickly he darted into the bathroom, spewing out all his entrails.
It hurts, it really hurts when you vomit like that. Moreover, there was no one in the house. There is only one himself. No one was as quick as massaging his back neck. Or just rub his back gently.
"Why this one?" he murmured after clearing the remaining vomit in his mouth.
He looked at the big glass in the bathroom. Looking at his face that looked a little pale.
"I'm lazy to get out! But how can I be cured if I don't go to the doctor!" gerrutu annoyed.
He decided to take a shower, clean himself, hoping to get fresh afterwards. But when he finished his bath, he felt an incredible hunger.
"This stomach is really getting me into a fight!" gerutu.
He took the phone off the nightstand near the living room couch. He was about to dial the phone number of one restaurant in the next building mall, but the doorbell first rang.
He peeked through a small hole, which could reveal anyone in the front hallway of his apartment.
Cleks!
"Good morning, Mrs Calina." greet a man in full formal attire.
"Morning! coming, Sir!"
"So what about my submission, sir?"
"The invitation letter has arrived in the hands of Mr. Zio. I'm sure he read it last night!"
"Good indeed.. I don't want to attend court proceedings, sir! I don't want to see them again."
"I will try to get everything done at the request of Mrs Calina" said a famous lawyer who did not expect to be her lawyer in the filing of her divorce this time.
"Thank you, sir!" calina.
"Same - same, Madam. But the Madam is really sure to part ways, right?"
"Of course, sir!" she replied sure, "I don't want to be stuck in their marriage anymore. It's enough to suffer up here."
The lawyer nodded, "but the Madam is not pregnant, is she?"
"No, I'm fine!" calina answered sure. "Throughout our marriage she never gave me an inner living. How can I get pregnant!" his gerutu remembers days that are only filled with emotions.
"Alright, Mistress. Excuse me!" pamit that lawyer. "Ah, yes! Soon someone will send breakfast to Madam. So Mrs Calina no longer needs to order breakfast."
"Oh, so!" Calina nodded slowly. "All right! Thanks again, sir."
"Same - same!"
The fat-bodied, straight-faced lawyer with black straight hair passed from the apartment that Calina was in along with someone dressed as a waiter came to bring breakfast.
Calina sat alone at the dinner table, her stomach that had been holding back hunger since now she wanted to fill as much as possible. But only four spoons he began to nauseate again. And push the sleigh to the middle of the table.
Sighing heavily, Calina chose to lie down on the sofa, staring at the glass window that showed just how tall the building she was in was now.
"Hopefully this is for the best, Mom... I can be free with myself, you can be free to love Naura.." I see ya sounding bitter.
A drop of clear groove fell on his cheek for the umpteenth time. In every woman's heart, ending a marriage is hard.
But what should they do, if things never go according to what they expect?
There is no home without love in it. Even if Zio is sorry and only realizes that he has love for Calina, it will not be a guarantee that he can be fair to his two wives later.
Being the second wife you never wanted was hard. And everyone deserves to be happy in their own way
"I'm sure we'll be happy in our own way, Mas..."
"Let yourself be lonely in this place..."
"Ma... Forgive Calina.. Calina did not dare to go home yet." she softly returned with tears.
"Papa... Mama Reni and Papa Raihan, forgive Calina who was unable to hold on to Mas Zio's attitude... Calina gave up when all of you who were encouraging had left..."
Hearts are back. Remembering the names of people he cares about. The people who make him obey and submit to every thing they say. Including his match with Zio.
Calina turned to the sofa table. There, there is a card that someone gave last night.
"It's not much! But I'll routinely transfer it! With that card, he won't find you easily, because it's in my name!"
That guy's words last night made Calina's heart gobsmackle. How not, her kindness surpassed her own husband. He even thought about Calina's needs in detail. And fully support his hiding at this time.
That person who paid an expensive lawyer for Calina could solve her current divorce problem.
Not supporting Calina to get divorced. But seeing the girl fall down is enough to be proof that it's better to be alone than to live with a guy like Zio.
Calina took the card. Looking at the name on it, her lips immediately smiled sweetly. A beautiful name, as beautiful as its owner.
"My money is already running low... But is it worth it to use someone's kindness?" he thought hard.
"I have to find a job. I can't depend on her like this.."
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