
"Where's my wedding book? hurry along! give it to me" said Hamzah coldly. He said it was as if there was no love left in the heart for the woman who had bet her life when she gave birth to her first child.
Larissa's throat was blocked, unable to say a word when she heard Hamzah say that.
Larissa kept all the important documents, including their marriage book. Hamzah himself asked him to save when they were first declared legal as a couple.
Hamzah has also promised not to say anything offensive about the divorce. But today Hamzah has broken his promise by asking about their marriage book, and he knows very well what the meaning behind his words is.
Larissa ran as fast as lightning to the room and took their marriage book. Then she approached her husband and threw the marriage book in front of him. "Here, take!" his yell.
Hamzah picked up the marriage book that was scattered near his feet without saying a word. Then he put it in his big bag. Then he stepped away.
"You might think I'm gonna budge and beg you not to divorce me like I've always done. But sorry! you're wrong to think that way" Larissa said. A slick smile fluttered on her lips. In the face of tears that wet the cheek "I say once again, you're wrong to think that way. Your threat doesn't work on me anymore."
Hamzah stopped listening to Larissa's speech. He glanced at it without turning his body. Then a smile fell on his lips. "Are you sure of what you said?."
"Yes! I'm pretty sure. If necessary, take care of it as soon as possible" replied Larissa steady.
For a moment the mood turned silent. No one wants to open their voice. They were both immersed in their own thoughts.
Larissa was stunned in silence, only tears were able to reveal how much she did not want all this to happen.
Larissa's heart is broken to pieces to find that they will soon get divorced. It felt like just yesterday they felt happiness. But now, that happiness has been taken away from him. It was as if happiness didn't stay too long on him.
"I gave up all this time and chose to stick around just for the sake of our son. Losing the affection of both parents was painful, and I didn't want Fatim to feel what I felt as a child. But unfortunately you're not as thoughtful as I am" Larissa said. He could not stand the silence created until he chose to open his voice first.
"A relationship will not be able to survive if only one of the parties tries to understand. And now I'm tired of always having to give up."
"I am young and healthy. I am still strong to work. I'm sure I can support my son alone."
"One thing I regret, why should we part in this way," Larissa sighed, but then she continued. "If we have to separate, I will try to accept it. At least I've been trying to maintain our marriage, so I don't need to be confused about how to explain to our son later. I'm sure that when Fatim grows up, he'll understand my decision."
"If you still insist on leaving this house, then please! I won't stop you anymore."
After saying all her heart, Larissa immediately went into the room and locked the door tightly. He's already so tired. Tired of heart, tired of mind, tired of soul, and tired of body. He just wants to rest his body and for a moment forget everything that has happened. Even if he knew, it would not be easy for him to forget everything.
Hamzah just silently silently listened to all the expressions of his wife's heart. He thought well every word that was spoken from the lips of a woman who was able to make him feel the beauty of falling in love. And when Larissa had passed, she was stunned, as if she had realized what she had done.
Hamzah dropped his big bag on the floor. Along with that, he also dropped himself. He sat down and hugged both knees. Tears broke, as if regretting the mistake he had made.
Bu Ani who witnessed all the events earlier did not dare to appear, let alone divorce their quarrel. He chose to hide in his room when he heard Larissa's screams.
He was worried about the safety of his children and grandchildren. But fear at the sight of Hamzah's anger had defeated his worries.
Meanwhile, in the room, Larissa could not close her eyes. Tears continued to break through his face without being able to stop it.
I don't know, maybe he deliberately spilled all the tears to remove the burden of suffering that he had been suffering for so long. But Larissa promised, this is the last time she shed tears. Tomorrow, when the sun begins to greet the earth, it will shed no more tears. She is determined to be a stronger woman.
Hamzah is a good man. She loves Larissa and loves her son. If he is a cruel man, then he will not want to defend Larissa desperately and even ready to sacrifice his life when Larissa hurt his family.
But one thing that makes Hamzah look very bad in everyone's eyes, namely his inability to control anger. And when he has been overcome by anger, then he cannot distinguish which is the opponent and which is the friend.
Maybe this is the influence of the association he used to be on the streets that are famous for being very hard. Moreover, he used to drink liquor often. So that his angry nature is still impeccable until now.
But actually all this is not entirely wrong Hamzah, Larissa was also guilty in this matter. He could not understand and did not understand how to deal with Hamzah when he was being overwhelmed by anger.
Maybe all of this is because they got married at a very young age. So they both have big egos and anger. Moreover, there are parties who like to pit the two.
Maybe none of that would have happened if they had been open to each other. But unfortunately the communication between them is not well established.
I don't know, let time answer everything. Time teaches us many things. I hope there is a good way to solve the problems between them. So they don't need to divorce. Because in divorce, the child is always the victim.