Young Wife For My Husband
CHAPTER 102 Dikira Lukman Turns Out (Siluman)
A week has passed.
Amel's life without Lukman turned out to be bland.
Amelia regretted that she had been cold to the 29-year-old.
Now he seems to be tested his heart to be like Lukman who was always longing for Amelia.
Lukman's phone was completely out of touch.
Diki and Tasya also can't help Amelia because of Lukman who disappeared without a trace.
Actually Amelia could have gone to the big Lukman family house in the center of the capital. But Amelia was too embarrassed to do that.
She is a 31-year-old woman. It feels too itchy if he gets there even though there is no special relationship between them.
Amelia shy.
The day changed so slowly.
Tasya and Ziah felt the change that happened to Amel who is now much more quiet and often daydreaming.
Amelia also often mistakenly enter the spices of cooking even to the point of having to throw it in vain because it feels strange.
Every night Amelia cried feeling that she was fragile and vulnerable because of Lukman's sudden departure.
Amel asked in every prostration that God might give him strength. Begging for forgiveness for being cold and apathetic to the man who was two years younger than him.
Amelia asked God's best for herself. If Lukman and she are not a match, Amelia asks God to make her strong continue to live quietly and slowly forget about Lukman.
But reality is not as easy as turning the palm of the hand.
Every time He prayed, the more regret and sadness he had missed Lukman.
Amelia changed her prayer so that God would open the door of Lukman's heart to return to its original state. He wanted to apologize from the deepest of hearts if there was anything wrong that he accidentally hurt Lukman.
That is how his prayers are done after prayers.
"Assynoltom..."
Amelia was surprised. So did Tasya and Ziah who heard the sound of greetings from behind the door.
Amelia's risen. Half-run He opened the front door with a pounding heart.
"Greetings waalaikum..."
Disappointed in his heart, because the one standing at the door at nine in the morning was not Lukman. Except,
"The Soleh?"
The long-term look of Amelia forgot to smile. Soleh seemed to feel happiness because Amelia who missed half to die to him.
Eight months they separated. This is the first meeting after both officially bear the status of widow and widower.
"Bag,..."
"Yes, Mommy?"
"Please,"
Tasya family from the kitchen. His face was as surprised as Amel's.
"The Soleh?!"
"How are you guys?" ask Soleh in a soft voice and go straight into the rented house.
"Don't come in!" prohibit spontaneous amelia.
"Why?"
"It's not good to see people!"
"What's? You're not alone, are you?" Of course Soleh started to get inflamed. Amelia forbade him to come in and sit on the sofa where they used to live.
"I don't want to accept you in this house!" enter Amelia without further ado.
"Why? This was also my rented house! The stuff is still the same. The things we bought when we were husband and wife. The couch, the closet, the dining table, the bed..."
Amelia shook her head.
"Please, Bang! We are not muhrim and I do not want to accept you into this house. Please sit on the terrace!"
"What about the other guy? Do you treat them the same?"
"Other men? Wh who? Which one?"
"Hm. It turns out that there is no other man who can replace Me in your heart."
"Whatdoyouwant? What business is it here?"
"Don't judge me, Amel. I know that woman was judes when her heart longed and contradicted her lips. How you doing, Amelia?"
Amelia brushed off the hand of Soleh who was about to cut her cheek.
"Don't be rude!" pekik Amel made Tasya who had just been silent to react.
"Please tell me what's the point here?" ask Tasya.
"I just want to visit my ex-wife, Tasya. Just wanted to see if her life was okay or needed my help. So. How are you and Diki, Bag?"
"Hm. Okay, Bang! Sorry, we're busy. Please sit on the terrace, right? We're at work. Sorry, I closed the door!" Tasya pushes Soleh's body out and is about to close the door but,
Soleh's hand was too strong to push back the door until a push scene pushed the door between Tasya and Soleh.
Amelia immediately regained her senses and helped Tasya push the door even stronger.
Now the two women are superior and managed to close the door to lock it.
Tasya and Amel looked at each other.
"Udah, yok! Our work is still much. Ignore, Ma'am! Focus on our catering. It's past nine o'clock. Come on!"
Tasya gave Amel advice and encouragement.
Amelia nodded while embracing Tasya who was already like her own biological sister.
"Hey, why are you so sniffed at me? Can't speak politely when I've come all the way and also politely visit my own rented house!"
There was the voice of Soleh who was twitching like a drunken man.
Makes Amelia pat her forehead losing concentration.
"Amel! Amelia!!! I know you miss me! I can feel the beating of your heart when our eyes meet! Just tell me the truth. Look, I'm going to divorce Juria, Amelia! Let's get back together! I miss you too! Just as you have always been faithful waiting for me until now!"
Amelia felt her emotions had been changed.
His sadness that enslaved because of the loss of Lukman, now became a burning anger because of the shameful behavior of Soleh.
Amelia stood up with her hands clasping the butcher's knife.
"Mbak?!? Stighfar!!!" pekik Tasya and Ziah.
Amelia rushed out with a sharp knife.
Kriee...
Happy, the door reopened.
But his smile instantly disappeared seeing Amel standing with a knife-wielding hand. As if ready to blow it into the chest of Soleh.
Sontak Soleh retreated.
He was also afraid that his life would be taken by Amel with the big butcher knife.
"Go! Get the fuck out of here! Look, yes Soleh... I, Amelia, have never missed you! Don't want to refer to you even if you divorce your young wife! Me, I'm happy with my life! And keep it with your ears and heart! I... will kill you if you come again and disrupt my life, Hey Solehudin!!!"
Amelia said those words with trembling lips.
He's very ready. If Soleh had not shaken, this knife would have been thrust mercilessly.
No matter what you have to go to jail.
I don't worry if his good name will break into the defendant's.
Amelia's face implied her earnestness.
Soleh was glued with a tense face. Then began to try to issue the ultimate seduction even coupled with melted tears as well.
"Amelia.. hik hik hiks, forgive me! I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! I am sorry for divorcing you and would rather live with Juriah. It turns out, my life was ruined instead of happy. Hik hik... I miss you. Missing the times when we were happy. Apparently, treasure does not necessarily make my life happy. No, Mel! By Allah I am so sorry! I'd love you to forgive me and we'll be back as we used to be! Please forgive me, Amel!"
Soleh even dropped his body begging Amelia who was still brandishing knives.
A hot atmosphere provoked people to arrive. Made Amel realize that they had become a spectacle of the masses.
"Go, Bang! I've forgiven you. But I don't want to refer to you. I don't want to go back to you! Don't ever bother my life again! Happy is your wife now! He is your choice! Good bad Juria, she is your responsibility now! I've been willing to let you go first. And don't want to come back even though you're begging me to come back. I'm happy with my life now!"
Amelia sighed.
He again walked into the house and locked it from the inside with a tight chest until his tears were shed. Sad and upset at the ex-husband he now hates.
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