When Love Should Determine
chapter 53

Larissa ran away from her husband while carrying the sword she had snatched from him. But Hamzah did not stay silent, he immediately pursued his wife. "Where are you taking my sword?" screams blaring.

"I'll throw this sword away!" answer Larissa. He was scared to death when he heard Hamzah's voice. He is accelerating his pace.

Larissa knew that Hamzah would not allow himself to throw away the sword. Because for Hamzah, having the sword in his hand is a pride, but that is not the case for Larissa. For him, the sword was the source of the problem, and he had to get rid of the problem immediately.

Larissa deliberately herded her husband by running out of the house. Many things were taken into consideration in taking this action. First, to keep their quarrels away from their children. She was afraid that her husband would darken her eyes and harm his own son.

Second, if something unwanted happens. It is easier to ask the neighbors for help. And sure enough, some neighbors were seen out of the house when they heard the sound of Larissa's screams accompanied by a commotion.

"Don't you dare throw away my sword. Hurry along! give it back to me." Hamzah's voice sounded very cold and intimidating. But Larissa did not want to give up, she continued to run away from her husband.

Larissa continued to run without daring to look back. But it didn't take long for Hamzah to pursue him. His wide steps made it not difficult to match Larissa's steps, and now he was behind his wife.

Grep.... Hamzah grabbed Larissa's hand and stopped her running. "Don't make me be rude to you. Again I remind you! give me back my sword!."

Larissa was surprised to find her husband was already nearby. He looked to his right and left, hoping for help from someone who was there. But no one dared to come closer. Though many people who witnessed the incident, because at that time many residents who had just returned from the mosque after performing the prayer magrib.

Not only the residents who did not dare to help, some of the neighbors who had gone out of the house also went back inside and chose not to interfere in their affairs. They were very afraid to see Hamzah's anger.

With no other choice, Larissa must brave herself to protect herself if she still wants to breathe until tomorrow. "I won't hand this sword to you" he replied in a slightly trembling voice.

"Oh yeah! Are you sure?" sahut Hamzah's. He squinted one eye as if insulting the courage of Larissa just now.

Larissa did not answer. He immediately hid the sword behind his back using one hand that was still free. He will not allow Hamzah to take the sword back despite what happened.

Seeing what Larissa did, Hamzah also displayed a very scary grin on her face. "All right! You gave me no other choice. I'll take my sword back by any means" he said. "Don't blame me if you get hurt."

Hamzah pulled Larissa's arm and twisted her body backwards. And now, Hamzah has been behind Larissa's back.

Hamzah's hand held the sword still in Larissa's hand, and his side still clasped his arm. "You see, right! retrieving my sword from your hand was not difficult for me" a mocking smile fell on his lips.

Larissa did not give up, she pulled her arm back with all her might and turned to face her husband. His hand still holds the sword. "It's not that easy to take this sword out of my hand" he said.

Then the sword happened. Larissa tried hard to defend the sword from Hamzah's grip. She was determined that whatever happened would not allow the sword to fall back into her husband's hands.

Larissa still won't give up. He kept fighting and defending the sword. But whatever the power, the power lost to her husband. And with one quick move, the sword changed hands back to Hamzah.

"You see, right! now that this sword was in my hand again" a mocking smile continued to linger on his lips.

Larissa had to take off the sword. A little late, then his hand will be cut off. "You can be proud of getting that sword back. But one thing you need to remember! this is my home, and I won't let that sword stay in this house much longer."

For a moment Larissa sighed, but then she continued her words again. "If you don't want me to throw the sword away, then get rid of it immediately! I don't want to see that sword again."

"You just calm down! I will bring this sword to my house" replied Hamzah.

"I don't care and don't want to know where you're going to take that sword. Obviously, I don't want that sword in this house" Larissa said. " The sword has been causing us a lot of trouble, and now I'm sick of it. I don't want to see her for much longer."

"You just calm down! I will make sure you never see this sword again, " replied Hamzah coldly. "And not only this sword, you shall see me no more. Because wherever this sword is, that's where I am."

"Whatever you want. What is clear is to get the sword out of my sight immediately" Larissa replied, unconcerned by her husband's threat to go with it wherever it was. For her the safety of her daughter was far more important than the whereabouts of her husband.

Hamzah passed from the place and immediately went into the room to pack his things. Larissa did not remain silent. She followed her husband's steps into the room.

"Do you want your clothes on?" larissa asked when she saw Hamzah almost finished packing his things.

Hamzah looked over for a moment, then returned to packing his things. "Didn't I say that! I will go wherever the sword is" he replied coldly.

"Whatever you want! I don't care." Larissa threw away her face when she said that.

Actually deep down she was afraid of leaving her husband. He still loves her very much, but the safety of his daughter is far more important than anything else. He immediately went out of the room to hide the tears that had forced him to come out.

Hamzah closed his big bag and immediately went out of the room. But when he was in the living room, he passed by Larissa.

For a moment Hamzah looked at the face of the woman he had married three years ago. But it didn't last long. He immediately turned his face back when he found out that his wife was looking at him.

"Where's my wedding book? hurry along! give it to me" he said flatly. He said it was as if there was no love left in the heart for the woman who had bet her life on giving birth to her child.