Becoming Like My Mother
CHAPTER 68

The silence welcomed Fahmi's arrival. His forehead frowned in wonder not to see the two angels who made his life more colorful lately.

"Brother, Ayesha..!" Call Fahmi, he ransacked his house looking for his wife and son. Nahas, he did not find their existence at all.

His eyes were stunned staring at a letter that was above his bedroom nightstand. With doubt he grabbed the thing.

To my husband Fahmi..

I'm sorry if today I hurt you with my decision.

I've said my wish so many times, that I wouldn't be able to have a polygamous marriage like this.

It was even supposed to be that from the beginning I wasn't present at your wedding.

Honestly, I've begun to be attracted to you, even love has grown.

But I know that neither you nor I can care for her.

Even though there is a heart between us.

Nor will I forbid you to meet Aisha, for after all she is still your flesh and blood.

For a while don't even think about my whereabouts, be happy with Sister Sasa.

Please sign our divorce papers too.

If it comes to time, I will meet you with Aisyah.

Give my regards to everyone including Ms. Sasa.

From your ex-wife.

Deg. Fahmi's tears can no longer be contained. How the disaster came to change in a day. It is not enough that he lost the woman he once loved even the child he had been caring for and giving affection was not his flesh and blood.

And now, just now, he wants to start a new life with his second wife and his biological children they are leaving him.

Peace is no longer on the side, pain comes to say hello, wrapped by wounds that seem to be without edges. Wh why? Why should he experience all this.

His body was increasingly limp staring at a Map that he already knew that it was a divorce letter that had been prepared in advance by Melati.

"Dark.., Ayesha.." Pilu's wish. No, he can't be weak now. Regretting is useless, time to move quickly to reach his future.

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"Why did you come here alone? Where's husband?" Ikhsan asked with frowning forehead looking at her daughter who came home with Aisyah without a husband. Even Melati was seen carrying a suitcase.

Melati shook her head weakly, her face had been flooded with sweat and tears. Mina who can read the look of sadness in the eyes of the child continues to immediately approach and embrace the body.

"Mother..!!" Ikhsan was stunned looking at his sobbing daughter in the arms of the wife. He quickly took over his grandson who was in Melati's arms.

Mina didn't ask questions or invite Melati to talk. He channeled calmness by fondling the back of Melati. Ikhsan chose to calm his grandson who was also crying.

Long enough Melati spilled her tears on the lap of the mother continued she began to calm down. He slowly lifted his body and looked at Mina's face.

"Mom, was my decision wrong?" Ask in a still trembling tone.

Mina shook her head little, actually she hesitated to answer what.

"Mom I just want to live happily without fidgeting and fretting. By leaving her I'm not wrong, am I?" He then looked at Mina who was just speechless.

"Son't you think about your decision anymore?" Wipe the hair wrapped in the hijab.

Melati shook her head weakly, "Come on Ma'am,"

"Nak however, your current status is still the wife of Fahmi Al-Farizi. It's not good for a wife to leave without her husband's permission."

"Mom me and Mas Fahmi not infrequently discuss about our marriage, but until now he has not given any decision at all."

"Nob try to just one more time, speak with a cool head. Don't make decisions that are taken in a state of anger, or you'll regret them later. Especially now that there is a creature present among you. Don't you think about him?"

Ting tong's...,

Both of them turned their heads and Mina smiled at Melati, "Let me open the door."

Melati.

Fahmi smiled when he saw the moving door. He politely said his greetings while bowing slightly.

"Assalamu'alaikum,"

Mina smiled, "Wa'alaikumsalam."

"Sorry Mom, does Melati exist?"

"Yes, son, come on in." Said Mina allowing the son-in-law to enter her residence.

Melati was surprised to see her husband present, she really felt very nervous right now. Even to look at him he had no courage.

"Mom I'll be in the kitchen for a minute." The pamphlets want to move.

"No, son, let me just mother. You sit with your husband." The brief is subtle and leaves the husband-wife couple.

Fahmi stared intensely at Melati's face. "Mel," he called her softly.

Jasmine raised her face and quickly turned her face back.

Her husband seemed to take a deep breath. "Can we talk?"

"Speaking for what? Isn't everything clear."

"Mel please,"

"All right." After Melati, the two of them walked towards the room that used to belong to Melati.

Melati looked towards the window and turned her back to her husband. Fahmi slowly approached and holding onto both of Melati's shoulders, he wanted Melati to face him.

"Why did you decide such a decision?" Fahmi's question stared in Melati's bead of eyes.

"Why? You ask why? Didn't we discuss this from the beginning of our marriage. Even I had once said my intentions from the beginning right?" Sergeh Melati did not look at the face of the man who was still her husband.

Fahmi sighs, he invites Melati to sit on one of the sofas in the room.

"I've divorced Sasa." Lirih.

Melati widened her eyes and her hands raised to cover her mouth.

"B-but how is it possible. Isn't he someone who's been with you all this time? Is there even Farah among you? What do you mean by divorcing him?"

"You want to live with you and our daughter" Fahmi's remarks came to a halt hearing a high note from his wife.

"What?! You have no heart at all. How could you choose to be with a woman who has even been with you for a moment, and forget about the woman who has been with you all along?

Why is there such a man like you? And just so you know, I'm not a stupid woman who would accompany a man who easily turns away.

If you leave Madam Sasa and choose me, it may not be that you will one day leave me for a woman more than me!!" Sergeh Melati is fiery.

"Dark-out"

"Enough Mas!"

"Just listen to me first!"

"What else should I hear?! Just remember that anytime you'll never want to be with a guy like you again!"

Fahmi who had been trying to hold back, now his patience had eroded. He stood pulling Melati's arm and wrapped the red pomegranate with his.