The tangled thread at my wedding

The tangled thread at my wedding
Chapter 28's


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Dusk POV


"Mas."


"What's Dusk?" Mas Reza asked, we finished dinner together. As usual, I'll be the baby for both of them. But hopefully it's over soon.


"I want us to divorce Mas."


Mas Reza stared at me in disbelief how could this wife who loves him so much say the word divorce?


"What do you mean?" As if I don't understand.


"I want to split up with you. I released Mas for Ma'am Siska. I deserve to be happy without me." My speech. As much as I can stand the clear melt that flows out of my eyelids.


While Ma'am Siska smiled triumphantly. He felt victorious because he had managed to shift my position here.


"No. I don't want to separate from you. If Mas split with you, Mas will be excluded from the union."


I just shook my head. He kept me just for fear of losing his job instead of really wanting me to be by his side. Why is it so painful to accept this reality?


"You're selfish. You're evil. You're evil." I chuckle "You're defending me just for fear of losing your job not because you love me." Tears are running again.


"No. It's not Dusk. Mas_."


"Udahlah Mas, you do not need to worry. If he asks you to divorce just for cheating, you can sue him back. He's also cheating on the Sky Doctor." Sister Siska smiled smirk.


I shakes in disbelief. Cheating with Sky? Even I don't have any taste with her at all. He's just a Star Father, a little guy I just happened to think of as my own son.


Reza looked silent. He also looked at me sharply. His gaze was as if he was about to skin my body to display the bones.


"Do you really have a special relationship with the Sky Doctor?" Intimidating question.


I'm shaking. I refuse to be accused of cheating with Mas Langit. I have absolutely nothing to do but take care of the Stars.


"I'm not that bad, Mom." I said, "I'm waiting in court."


"Wait." Mas Reza grabbed my hand.


"What else is it?" I looked at him


"Please don't divorce Mas, Dusk. Mas_."


"It looks like we're late. Come on, why persuade him. We can sue back. Come on."


Sister Siska immediately pulled Mas Reza's hand tightly as if scared if I touched her.


I closed my eyes holding back the tightness that started attacking my chest. Again and again these clear details just get away with it. I swear by anything, I can't part with my husband. I love Mas Reza. Hugely.


I wiped my tears while collecting dirty dishes on the table. Somehow Mas Reza tricked the union so that Ma'am Siska could stay here with us? No one else should have come in. But why can Sister Siska stay here?


"Strong Dusk. Robust. You can definitely forget Mas Reza. You can't keep going like this. You won't be happy." Mumbles.


I immediately headed to the room to get ready. Tonight is a farewell to Mas Zaenal, as well as the welcome of the new Captain Mas Zaenal's successor.


Actually I don't want to come, but all Mother Persib must be present at this event. So inevitably I have to go along, even though I have to fight with my own feelings.


I wear a peace-colored dress that is only knee-length and short-sleeved. This dress fits perfectly on my body. Our sixth wedding anniversary gift.


"You can be happy at dusk. You must be ready to let go of Mas Reza. Youcan. You are strong." I continue to encourage myself with the reinforcing languages. I'm not actually strong.


I saw Mas Reza's car coming out of the fence. Even he had no intention of waiting for me or just offering me a ride.


"You have completely forgotten me." I try to stay strong even though I am not a strong woman.


I ordered an ojek online, the appearance was as neat and beautiful as this but riding an ojek. I want to laugh at my own stupidity. I took great pains to look beautiful just so that my husband would be appreciated. My husband never appreciated me.


"Kang Street."


"Yes Neng."


I'm daydreaming on the bike. After this I will live alone. I'll be independent. I've been looking for cheap costs with savings money as a result of my writing. Not great, but at least I won't be a vagabond after separating from Mas Reza.


Arrive at the event venue. This event was held in the military unit. Where this building is often used for these events.


I got off the bike and didn't forget to take off my helmet and pay the fare. I fixed my messy hair because of the helmet in my head.


"It's Kang."


"Thank You Neng."


I went into that building. The military and other units have arrived and filled the place.


"Ja." Ja."


"Bak Lia's. Lena." I smiled in greeting these two women.


"Who are you? You are so beautiful tonight! I almost forgot about that. Heheh." Tempting Lena was clenching while poking my chin with a prick.


"Well, that's when I'm handsome." My chirps.


"Where's Ja?" Lia's brother is looking for Mas Reza.


"The same wife is Ma'am." My answer was a bitter smile.


"What, you're not his wife?" Goda Mbak Lia's.


"Now not Mom." Reply origin.


Lia and Lena did not hear my answer. I've calmed down because Mas Zaenal will take care of my divorce with Mas Reza. When that day of separation came, I had to mentally prepare myself to let go of the love that didn't want to have me anymore.


"Come on in."


The three of us went in. Like her, Lia and Lena were deliberately waiting for me outside in order to enter together. Because I saw Mas Zaenal and Mas Raswan already sitting in his place. While the children of Mbak Lia not invited, as his titip on parents Mas Zaenal.


"Hem, a lot of handsome guys Ja. The time you spread the charm. Who knows if they're hooked on you." Whisper Lena with a giggling voice like a kuntilanak.


I snort while shaking my head. While Mbak Lia just smiled with an oddity. Lena this is all-in. I may have a charm. Although many members of this TNI are still single. But I'm not interested at all, let alone I'm not legally divorced from Mas Reza.


"Come on Ja."


I had to sit next to Mas Reza. The average wife of a TNI has to sit next to her husband. Sister Lia and Lena also sat next to their husband.


But where is Siska? Ohh yeah I forgot, of course Mas Reza wouldn't dare bring Mba Siska to an event like this. It's the same as putting himself in a crocodile hole.


"You're so pretty tonight!" Whisperers


I was surprised and glanced at Mas Reza who seemed to be smiling at me.


Seriate......