Wife To Alan

Wife To Alan
Gotta Go


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AUTHOR POV


Inanti has not finished packing, all day just sleeping while listening to the audio of the Quran downloaded. While rubbing the stomach, Inanti hopes that the babies in her stomach do not get stressed.


Inanti gets a slap. Although it wasn't the first time, it felt like it was very painful. Inanti had been slapped several times, but this one was more painful. No one defended. At that time, she hugged him, crying for him. This time, Inanti cried for herself.


Why did this happen to him? Inanti is not a strong person.


The test given by Almighty will not exceed the ability of his servant, but…. It's so painful.


"Watch on!"


Inanti wiped away the tears that were dripping, who else was it?


"Here."


He knocked on the front door. Knowing it was a male voice, Inanti immediately wore a long shirt as well as a veil. 


"Home."


Oh my goodness, that's the voice of gambling.


"Miss?"


"Yes…." Inanti immediately rushed over, opened the door and found the man grinning wide.


And Judi's smile instantly disappeared when she saw my face, Inanti's puffy eyes.


"Lu why, Nan?"


"Why did you come here?"


"Lu abis nangis? Wh why? Who's making the noise?"


"You're doing this." Inanti closes the door behind her, afraid of gambling sneak into the inside and be slandered. "What's wrong?"


"Lu why?" Now the tone of the voice of the Judi sounded restraining anger. "Why's your cheek? Why are you crying?"


"Ga papa, abis salat so cry."


"do you think I believe?"


Inanti looked down getting a sharp look from him.


"it's slapped, Nan?"


Inanti's tears almost came out again.


"Who slapped you? Alan's? Vanesha?"


Now Inanti dared to look at his face again. "You know him?"


"The Alan *******! Aye right?!"


"Wait, Gambling." Inanti tries to hold her body to leave, Inanti knows what she will do. "Judi, you're not the Alan who slapped me."


"Don't lie, Nan, that rich guy is dead. Just relax, you wait."


"Well, Judi, plisss, don't get emotional, it's not Alan, it's Vanesa."


"Vanesas? That girl," muttered Judi as if she had known him for a long time.


Makes her more curious. "You know them?"


"Gue will-"


"Thank you, Jud." Inanti pulled her hand to sit on a chair in the yard, next to a small fish pond and shady trees. "Pliss, don't get emotional, you can be taken to the police."


"When did he come here?"


"So" he said slowly.


"Well? She's dating Alan?"


"Yes, I guess." Inanti was still curious. "How do you know them?"


Gambling took a deep breath, she kept the papper bag she was carrying on the table. "We used to be an Junior High."


"You're the same age as them?"


"That's two years under Vanesa is Alan."


"Certainly his friends Alan? How do you know?"


"Know, the rich man knows everyone," he said, which Inanti believed joking, but his face was serious. Until Judi looked at him again, precisely on Inanti's cheek. "Want to see a doctor?"


"Oh, it'll heal later."


"It's bruised, Nan."


"Later on the compress."


"Liat right, have gone, do not want to be tortured the same physical mind. I'm taking you to Holland, I'm sure you like it there. Same Oma I, take care of tulip gardens, will you?"


"Judi, I'm still Alan's wife."


"Damn it," he muttered as if greget wanted to hit Inanti's husband "Gue is done everything, you just go, I help. Wanna?"


"Nan, you've been hurt mentally, physically again."


Inanti did not want to drag on in this grief. From him, Inanti took a deep breath. "What do you need here?"


"Starting talking, you're still in love with Alan?"


I don't know why Inanti felt every gambler said Alan's name was rich who hated it.


"Mrs."


"Later to be a slander, you come here to what is his intention?"


"Your number is not active."


"Hape's in silent."


"You love that." The gambler pointed at the papper bag on the table with a gaze. "My friend opened the caffe, it's the cake, but I don't like the chocolate, so make you."


Inanti knew Judi was upset, her tone was speaking, her gaze was reluctant to look.


"Judi…"


"Gue don't think you're brain where?"


Inanti.


"Nan, I know you want to be a good wife. But if it's a play that is****** what is it?"


Inanti remained silent, should Inanti accept it? A gambling favor offer? Inanti has not even divorced from Alan, there has been no word talak from his lips. 


"Nan.." He touched Inanti's shoulder, making her unable to bear to cry. "Cowok*******that's kind of ga pantes dapetin your rich chick."


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Inanti's eyes were not strong to not glance at the dress that turned out to be for Vanesa, was in the corner of the room. What should Inanti do?


Unable to power, Inanti approached him again, grabbed him again and threw him again. Astagfirullah, Inanti's chest tight and wants to get angry. 


What should he do? What should Inanti tell you later? The father in prison had already repented, he had gotten better, and Inanti did not want him to be sad. 


His phone went back to sound, Inanti thought it was Judi, it was Alan. Will she be angry about the dress?


"Hallo, Assalamualikum."


'Waalaikumsalam, where are you?'


"At home, Brother."


'I want to go there.'


"Ba-" Not yet finished, Alan turned off the phone. Inanti sighed, staring at her messy room. The business that Inanti was in was now stopped, her hands aching to form a lucky star. Moreover, some parts of his body are swollen due to pregnancy.


Vanesa Inanti's dress was removed, just kept in the closet. A few minutes later, Alan arrived.


"Where to?"


Inanti's coming out soon. "Yes, Brother?"


She stared at him for a long time, not sure what she was thinking, but it made her uncomfortable. 


"I want to talk." Alan first went to the living room, sat on the sofa.


"What's brother, by the way?"


"Do you know you're leaving this house tomorrow?"


Inanti gulps down a rough spit. "Silver... sama Inan.. want a divorce?"


"I'm not saying divorce, I just want us to be apart before I get to that thought. This house will be occupied by Vanesa."


Separate first? So she wants to live with another woman while she's still her husband?


"Why are you divorced?"


"You're pregnant."


"Tap-"


"Tomorrow, I hope you're not here anymore."


Alan wants to go? Whither? With the status of still his wife? 


"Marriage book?"


"I'm the same, tomorrow I love you."


"Good, Brother."


Inanti looked, Alan was seen holding back the expression of something. He looked unsettled, instead of holding back his usual anger, Inanti saw he was very agitated. I don't know what, but Inanti wants to know. Especially when Alan saw that his bulging stomach was so big, he looked itchy to say something.


However, her curiosity dissipated as she said, "Don't mess around the house, Vanesa will be here tomorrow."


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Tbc