Was it wrong of me to love you?
Divorce

CEO Room

Emran did not let go of his hand, until the three of them arrived at Emran's room. There is an awkward feeling that infiltrates Aurelia's heart, let alone see the gaze of Emran's secretary who looks very beautiful and sexy.

“Ayuk log in, what do you see .. hem?” emran asked as he followed Aurelia's glance towards the secretary's desk.

Aurelia's daydreams collapsed, and looked back at the man beside her. “Ah .. don't see anything, Sir,” Aurelia replied, she followed Emran's footsteps again.

Merry's secretary Emran ends the tail of her eyes following her boss. “So it is true that Mr. Emran already has a wife, wah will be hotter dong if Mrs Soraya knows,” murmured Merry himself, did not pay attention to the presence of Adam.

Adam, watching Merry's eyes, tapped on his desk.

“Eh ... Mr. Adam,” Merry raised his head because of the sound of the knock.

“You do not occasionally make a tantrum if you still want to work here, and it is also not your business if Mr. Emran already has a future wife. Now you call Louis' lawyer, drop him off at the room!” tell Adam firmly.

“Eh, well Mr. Adam,” answered obediently Merry, immediately got up from his seat to hurry to the waiting room. The woman also did not want to look for it because of it, but she had an additional job that was quite a bit of money, which was to spy on her Boss to be reported to Soraya. The basis of the ex-wife still wants to know the movements of her ex-husband.

A few minutes later, Louis' lawyer was brought into the CEO's office. And now Aurelia is confronted by a lawyer appointed by Emran to take care of her divorce.

“Alright Ms. Aurelia, here I want to convey if the files and evidence have been registered with the religious court, and it looks like Ms. Aurelia's husband will get a summons for the day after tomorrow's trial. And now to deepen the case of KDRT experienced, I want to ask can I? this concerns my investigation and my material in court, because even in court Aurelia will be questioned honestly?” ask the narrow-eyed man.

Storytelling means to open the wound again, Emran who deliberately sat beside Aurelia rubbed the young woman's back gently, and it was able to make Aurelia turn her face.

“Tell me slowly, if you feel sad cry, this is all to make it easier for you to solve your household problems with Dhafi.” So warm, said Emran, there is no demand but a little give it to him not to be afraid of his own trauma.

The adult man smiled warmly, his hand that was stroking his back now came down and switched to grasping the woman's hand.

“We can certainly tell you, do not be afraid, I am beside you,” said Emran.

A faint smile finally rose from Aurelia's face, and finally the young lady looked back at the narrow-eyed man. With the flow of power from Emran, one by one Aurelia tells the story of her household.

Meanwhile in the hospital.

Conditions for patients on behalf of Faiza and Dhafi have been allowed to go home. And of course Faiza was raging at the Dhafi family back.

“I don't want to know, anyway I went back to Mas Dhafi's house. That's my home! And it should be mine, if Mas Dhafi divorces me then I ask for the mansion!” maki Faiza is currently packing to get out of the hospital, but previously she was with her ex-husband's room.

Dhafi on his wheelchair scooped his face violently, while Bu Hana was already squinting her net at the two prostitutes.

Jafri's father pushes Dhafi's wheelchair and passes them both just like that.

“Mas ... Mas Dhafi listen to me Mas, I am the wife you love ... Take me with you, Mas Dhafi!” faiza yelled out with both hands to reach for her ex-husband's wheelchair.

Unfortunately, the three men moved further away from the room.

“Bu, let's follow them!” faiza's orders are stirring.

Miss Dillah sighed. “It is enough Faiza, you too have been divorced. We better go home contract that you tell me,” replied Bu Dillah sound resigned.

“Yes can not dong Bu, we go home to the house that I must have, let's follow them!” pinta Bu Dillah's.

Ms. Dillah put her foot in front of Faiza's wheelchair. “Mending Mother back to the village deh Faiza, you take care of yourself,” replied Ms. Dillah, while carrying a small bag containing her clothes.

“Loh Bu!” faiza exclaimed with her two wide net.

Ms. Dillah picked up Faiza's small bag and placed it on her thigh. “Do not add to the burden of your mother and father in the village, you take care of yourself, whatever you want to do, there is still your sister who I have to take care of in the village!”

The middle-aged woman turned her back and accelerated her footsteps.

“Bu ... Ma'am I was abandoned!” faiza shouted that she could not catch up with her mother because she had to pull out her strength with both hands to move her wheelchair. Understandably the wheelchair type that must be pushed is not the type that has a motion button.

Want to scream as loud as possible, Miss Dillah did not turn her face back and could leave her son who is now disabled just like that. Yes, she has the heart because she thinks Faiza is a new burden for her family, after all, Miss Dillah thinks her child is an adult not a child.

Faiza who had been screaming became the center of attention of the crowd and finally there was one of the nurses who wanted to help her to get down to the lobby and would order a taxi.

“This is all because of you, Aurelia!” Faiza let out her emotions with a fiery look.

“Mbak if you are not sane, mending treatment to a mental hospital alone! Just yelling like crazy!” I saw one of the patients watching him. Netra Faiza was rounded and the bag on her lap was thrown at the patient to fall.

“LO CRAZY YES! I'M STILL SANE YES!” faiza shouted like an orang-san, then moved her wheelchair, and the wheels of her chair grazed the patient's legs mercilessly.

As a result, Faiza screams indistinctly and starts beating the patient, and quickly security and the hospital secures Faiza, and of course the families of patients who received the persecution reported directly to the police, there was no word of peace.

Already fallen, hit by the stairs that is now faced by Faiza, her parents do not accept her, finally her emotions burst to harm herself. With the position that had just come out of the hospital, now he faced the police who picked him up.

“HA ... HA ... HA!!” The disabled woman laughed out loud as she was swept into the officer's car.