The Young Married
Requesting Opportunity

After receiving a picture message from Ilham, Ghina's brother immediately departed from his company to Banjarmasin. He did not want to delay this big thing any more. In fact, he had long ago warned Fatih to take care of his sister, but what is the evidence? his brother-in-law betrayed the trust he gave.

His anger grew even more, as he saw Fatih with a different woman than the picture he received via Whatsapp. The woman who now looks in her eyes, does not wear a veil. And this woman too, who he had met last time at his sister's boarding house.

Bugh

Fatih immediately fell to the ground. Sandra who was still there, was shocked and intended to help Fatih to stand up. However, the man brushed it off.

"Please get out of here, Dra!" get Fatih.

"But, you're hurt" Sandra said.

"Go, I said!" jakt Fatih. He was actually also angry at this woman, but he was not a loser who could only blame the weak.

"You know what I'm coming here for?" imran asked in a cold tone.

The man stared flatly at the sister-in-law who was trying to stand up. In fact, looking at Fatih's face that instantly turned blue, he did not sympathize at all.

"I know Bang, gradually you will be here. But, I beg-"

Fatih had not finished saying his sentence, his stomach was already in a hard tonjok, to remove the liquid from his mouth.

"Whenever I hit, I won't be able to repay your crimes to my brother Fath. You've ruined my trust. You knew? Ghina had a severe trauma to men, and now, you as her husband have added weight to her trauma."

Ghina's husband coughed, staring at his brother-in-law. It seems that Imran also believed in the picture, especially with the scene he and Sandra were so clear.

"If you can't take care of my sister, let her go. Don't hold him in a cage. Give him freedom."

"What I know, I was wrong. Everything you see, it's unintentional."

"Whatdidyou say? not intentionally?" reiterate Imran with a slanted laugh.

"Deliver Ghina. I won't let you guys stay together!" imran said and left without listening to Fatih's explanation.

Fatih sighed, her stomach was so cramping. He sat on the porch, rubbing the corner of his bloody lips.

"How can you all believe in me?" muttered. He had rough hair, feeling frustrated with what had happened.

Suddenly he thought. The picture of him and Sella falling on the bed, someone must have photographed it, right? who's kira? did the girl put a cctv in her room? He'll soon find out the truth. If it was Sella herself, she wouldn't have forgiven the woman. The woman who had trapped him twice. First at school, until he had to marry Ghina and second, while in college, until he had to divorce his wife.

Elsewhere, Ghina still daydreams in silence. Staring at the sky that was giving off drizzle. Mira, just let her friend ponder, not wanting to disturb.

The sound of a motorcycle was clearly heard, from the window, Ghina could see who was coming.

"Assynnya!" Ilham knocked on Mira's boarding door.

"My sister Mir" said Ghina. "Did he know about me and Fatih?" tanyakanya.

"Let me open Na" said Mira, walking to the door, and opening it. The face of an adult man whom he knew was Ghina's older brother.

"Sorry to interrupt, is Ghina here?" ask Imran.

Mira nodded, "yes Bang, please come in."

Ghina came out of the room, her face looking puffy. Imran immediately understood the cause.

"How long have you been here?" ask Imran.

"It's only been a few hours" replied Ghina. However, he was no longer strong enough to look fine. His eyes immediately watering profusely.

Imran immediately hugged the sister gently. Channeling his affection as a Brother.

"Sister, don't tell Mom about this." Ghina pleaded in the arms of her brother.

"Yes I know."

"Sister, my household," said Ghina.

"You don't deserve to defend that man Na. Let him take you off."

"He's divorced me, brother."

Ghina tells from the beginning of the incident he will be raped by perverted men, until the arrival of Inspiration, and not long Fatih. Then the husband and his friend fought for a moment, then Ilham showed a picture of Fatih and Sella who were on the bed.

"Lack of teaching. From the beginning, he was intent on cheating and never loved you Na," growled Ilham, his handbook looked bleached from clenching tightly.

"Sister, how should I do?" ghina asked with sobs.

"That's it. Later you guys just take care of the divorce papers. Let Big Brother give old Kyai family about this matter. For a temporary residence, can you stay here with your friend?" tanya Ilham, he turned to look at Mira who was observing them from a distance.

"So my sister, I am alone."

"Well, you stay here. And Brother's message, until the letter is there, you can't meet."

Ghina nodded with tears. I don't know why the corner of his heart is so painful. Especially considering the picture of her husband and friends who were in the room. Did Fatih from the beginning intend to divorce her when they were both in college? that's why he deliberately made a cause so that they could quickly divorce.

"Silver wants to go back to Jorong, take care of everything, including telling Kyai about this," explained Imran, while stroking the head of the sister. Ghina's cry increased, she was indeed hurt by Fatih's behavior, but on the other hand, somehow she was not willing to part with the husband who had been with her for several months.

"Be careful Brother" said Ghina. Imran nodded and smiled faintly, then said goodbye to his sister and friend.

Until the day the student orientation arrived, there was no clarity on the relationship between Ghina and Fatih. He heard from his brother, that Mr. Kyai there are proselytizing activities up to a month outside the city.

First day of orientation. Students are gathered in the three-story auditorium. They are presented with some campus introduction materials, to national insight. Ghina and Ilham, as well as Mira are one group, so they interact a lot.

Another was Fatih, who was not a group. He was trying to find where his wife's group was. His heart missed that figure.

During the break, he went to the cafeteria, and accidentally sliced his eyes to see his wife, Ilham and other friends, gathered. They laughed at what they were saying.

Fatih immediately ran to the horde of students. Just once, he wanted to talk to Ghina.

"Na," call Fatih. Everyone near the cafeteria turned their heads, including Ghina.

He felt surprised, as soon as Fatih called his name. While Ilham, stared intently at Fatih.

"For a moment, I want to talk to you" Fatih said. Ghina glanced at her friends. He could not argue with Fatih here, or refuse his invitation, because no matter how angry Ghina was, he still knew how to respect others.

"I'll say goodbye first" Ghina said to her friends. They all agreed, including Inspiration who looked at him unwillingly.

Now Ghina and Fatih are standing right next to the central library. There is indeed quiet, because it is only used as a parking lot for two-wheeled vehicles.

"What do you want to talk about?" ghina asked, because Fatih was still silent.

"I'm sorry Na" he said softly.

"No need. It is your fault, and you are responsible to Allah Fath" Ghina said. Some weeks he tried to organize his heart, mentally prepare if one day Fatih invited him to meet and talk. And today, it seems to be the destiny that God has laid out. To solve their household problems.

"That picture, I want to be clear about that Na" Fatih said.

"No need, no need, and I don't want to be horrified." Ghina threw away her face, not wanting to look at Fatih.

Her husband approached, trying to grab Ghina's hand, but he knocked her out. "Fath, don't worry! we're not husband and wife anymore, you've divorced me!" hiss Ghina.

"No, I will not divorce you."

"You said it Fath! never mind, we just have to wait for the divorce papers so, my brother will take care of it."

"Ngagk can, the divorce is in my hands!" obviously Fatih was firm. "Your brother has no right to interfere in our affairs."

"It's your fault, it's stained him Fath." Ghina threw away her face, preferring to stare at just about anything.

"Ghina I beg you, believe me." Fatih looked at Ghina pleading. Fatih's wife was still clammy, blind-faced

"No chance for me?" ask Fatih lirih. He was confused, in what other way he asked the woman in front of him.

Yuhuuuu, the author has finally made a comeback!

after months of hiatus, because of eaaak🤭 country duties essentially thank God, already able to up the YMM story, there are still looking forward to not huh?

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