The One More Chance
Decision Debate

Lousy

It was rich right for Zahra on Abra. This morning Abra came and asked for time to meet Regan, whether what they were talking about made Zahra curious because Abra and Regan were talking together in Rega's room.

Which certainly makes it awkward because Zahra thinks that Regan and Abra are talking about it.

This time they had breakfast with Zahra's parents who still live with Zahra. The awkwardness grew even more when he only stayed alone with Zahra after all finished eating and sitting in the guest room.

"Father same mother came home after the children went abroad alone" Abra opened a conversation between them.

Zahra's head nodded.

"Nr ..." Abra went back to looking for the topic because Zahra said nothing. "When they left, Sam and I joined because they had to make sure their place was strategic and close to campus."

Still no answer, Zahra just back to nudging and berating as the answer yes.

"Em ... would you like to come?, if you want to come I invite Sari or Gea later." Tawar Abra while glancing at Zahra.

Hearing that sentence Zahra's hand stopped cleaning the dining table.

Abra, who knows Zahra's change, tries to explain it. "Let's not be alone in the hotel room, one-room kids, let me go to Sam's room, later if you come I take Gea or Sari with me."

They kept quiet as before after they finished eating. Abra was confused to say what's more, while Zahra was just silent as if she had no intention of saying anything.

A few seconds passed without any response from Zahra, Abra sighed resignedly. "I'll go to the office first." Abra finally said goodbye he was confused to say what else so that Zahra would talk and he could look at the face and linger together with Zahra.

Abra stood not far from Zahra, looked at Zahra who was still silent and decided to turn around to leave until his step back he paled when he heard Zahra's voice.

"Just want to tell me that?" asked Zahra softly before raising her face to look at Abra's back who was still behind her.

"Yes" replied Abra briefly without turning around.

"So what did Ar say?."

Sura who looked full of suspicion made Abra to give a smile and finally chose to turn around to look at Zahra with a smile asductive and confident.

Zahra herself who regretted asking had bitten her lower lip silently threw away her face in a direction.

"Aslan when to return to Jakarta and when they leave the country."

Zahra's face that had met before began to change rilex again. "Oh..."

"And he asks when are we going to renew our marriage?."

Blouse....

Zahra's face reddened the tomatoes instantly, she silently linked her fingers behind her body so Abra wouldn't see if she was nervous. "Then?."

"Nothing" Abra sighed putting his hands in his pants pocket before continuing his words he waited for Zahra's response.

And in fact Zahra even back busy himself with a dining table that is still messy.

Abra's eyeballs watched Zahra who kept moving to clean the dining table. "It's not meant to be cornered, after all I've changed my request that you give me one more chance with you guys to meet Opa one last time."

Abra was resounding in self-reinforcing. "I'm grateful you want to stay in this house" Abra said with all her heart. "Since you're still within my reach, I'm already very grateful. Grateful you didn't go away and disappear again, Ara. "

Abra looked down inside. "Opa said I should be self-conscious and have no right to force you back, and I'm aware of that."

"Then what did you say in the study?" Zahra looked back at Abra with her cold gaze.

Abra smiled slightly and raised her face looking at Zahra deeply. "Only for Regan's sake would go out of the country."

Zahra's eyes glared. "Waw" Zahra ruffled her waist to look at Abra full of anger. "Then why do you say with confidence that you are my husband if Ar goes out?."

"Yes .. to convince her that you'll be okay here. As many as we are married, Regan doesn't want us to be together until we renew our marriage, while you still do not want to come back and accept me fully and I know myself I have no right to ..."

Man ....

One fried fish managed to float and hit the suit and shirt Abra made Abra stop his words immediately.

The white shirt is dirty, the thing that would make Abra nag even angry and it was indeed Zahra on purpose.

"What?" challenge Zahra to a waist-tracking.

Abra returned Zahra's eyes with reddened eyes. "Ara" hiss Abra. "You know I don't like ..."

"What?, want to be angry?, angry please?." Cut Zahra with a high voice. "Isn't it enough for you that I'm within your reach?, meaning that I don't have to understand, respect you or respect you as a husband?. Clarify our hundredth, divorce me now. The important thing is I've ... aw ...."

Abra jerked Zahra's arms until their bodies were close together, his eyes flushed red with anger that began to be uncontrollable. "I'm saying I'M GRATEFUL not mean I'M QUITE SATISFIED with our current situation." Emphasis-filled.

Their eyes satatap each other. "Clearned?" abra's voice began to wail. "What about divorce do you think our relationship will be clearer?, do you think I will let you divorce me?, even go a second time never to dream." Abra smiled mockingly.

Zahra's eyes began to glaze over, Zahra pulling her arm out of Abra's grip. "You coward" said Zahra raspingly. "You always say self-conscious, unworthy, decision not in your hands then when I mutuskan to clarify our relationship with divorce you even angry begi."

Abra stepped back, looking at Zahra with eyes that were still red but started to glaze over. "Do we want a divorce?" asked Abra lirih.

Zahra's lips twitched.

"Repeat one time I'll really grant it."

Zahra flinched, she looked at Abra, their gazes interlocked for a moment until Abra, who had first looked up, looked up at the ceiling of the house.

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