I'm Always Wrong In Your Eyes
part 11 Divorce lawsuit

Lembayung twilight present self-appearing. Calling the souls of the night who soon replace him.

Right now, I'm just sitting pensively on the porch, lamenting life getting louder. I have to fight for the future of Galang and my future son. But will good fortune be on my side? Or bad luck following me!

"Ah, I'm almost bored with this life. Or should I go my own way!" I murmured in my heart.

Suddenly, someone shouted to me.

"Sir Din, I found him!" isha shouted to spread my daydream.

I jumped, shocked, and immediately approached him.

"Related, is that Merwais?" my many.

"Yes, Brother, Isha is sure it's Merwais!"

"Look at it." Isha thrusting her gawai.

I also took the device that was placed in the wheel, and immediately saw the account that Isha meant.

"Yes, right, it's Merwais." I also felt happy and very grateful to Isha, the only person who would help me.

"Isha's inbox Wais, sister. We'll wait for the reply."

Isha I brought her inside. Do not forget I invite Galang who is cool to play with his friend.

"Honey, come in yuk! I want this magrib. We pray first, that God may grant Galang prayer."

He nodded and took my hand.

After being in the middle room, Galang touched my stomach and said

"Dede, if you are born later, we must take care of Mother. Don't we ever hurt Mother" as she kissed my little belly starting to look bloated.

Isha and I were so excited to hear it. We hugged each other, and encouraged each other.

"Sha, Brother pray first yes. If you want some tea, make it yourself." I'll blow his nose.

"Yes, Brother. Sha is also again an impediment." he said.

***

After completing the three rakaat obligations, I also asked the opposition to Merwais' answer.

"Sha, is there a reply?"

"Not yet, Brother."

There was a little disappointment I thought. But I try to think positively. Maybe Merwais is busy.

"Yes, finally in reply to my Merwais inbox," isha's glee. I'm happy too.

"This is Isha, Dina's sister, huh?" ask Merwais.

"Yes, I'm his sister, Brother Dina. Immediately call +62858xxxxx" Isha asks Merwais to call the number immediately.

Ddrrtt,,, ddrrtt.... Before long, Isha's other device rang. Ordinary, small and tiny. Just call and send a message.

Isha gave me the device.

"Make a sister, so you can connect with Merwais." whispered Isha.

"Yes Allah... Sha, thank you very much. You're the only one who wants to help my sister."

"Yes, Brother. Just don't anyone know." Isha smiles.

"Guruan gih in the phone call Merwais," Isha reminded me.

I picked up the phone immediately.

"Hello, Vais. I accepted your proposal." I said it right after I picked up the phone.

"Din, are you seriously?" merwais asked in surprise.

"dani, han. Im serious's. But..?" I hung up my sentence.

"But, what??"

"I want you to take care of my divorce papers with Bagas. Let me get away from that man."

"Of course, I will. I'll take care of it."

"And promise me, Vais, you will not treat me, like Bagas who has hurt me." I began to sob.

"Yeah, Im promise. I Love You so Much, Dina!"

"So, mujhse sadhi karoge?" timpal Merwais.

"dani, han. I will." I smiled.

"Ciieee, who's happy." Suddenly Isha came cheering me on. And made me feel ashamed.

"Let me talk to Wais, sister." Isha took the device in my hand.

"Sir, promise yes, never for a second do you hurt, sister Dina."

"Dont worry, Isha, I promise."

Then Isha let me speak from heart to heart with Merwais. And I told him all these things.

"Forget it Bagas. Start a new life with me." I hope again.

"After the divorce papers came out, and your iddah period was over, I married you soon, Dina."

I'm very happy. Soon I will be released from the shackles Bagas. Although in fact, I have not been able to fully accept Merwais' love for me.

****

Three months have passed, Bagas never returned to the contract where I live. And never send a penny to support Galang, his son. Fortunately Merwais has already transferred for our living expenses.

But, I'm khilaf. I forgot to take care of the divorce papers. I was lulled with freedom without the presence of a Bagas. The calmness and happiness I felt with Galang has brought me.

That day, unexpectedly, Bagas came with anger.

"Hey, pel**ur, still alive apparently. Where did you get the money from? Sell d**i!!"

"Hey, Bagas, I want to sell myself a cake, what does cake do, what does it have to do with you?"

"Ba***at, you're still my wife, you're my wife, you're a pel**ur."

His hand was raised to hit me.

"Come, hit. I don't want you to step on anymore." I also thrust my face.

"Ooo... dare now yes!!" Bagas stopped hitting me.

"Think dong, if you still have brains, you still have to support us." I also with emotion pointed towards his face.

Galang who was cool playing, immediately crying to see our quarrel. And I also put up a body, so that Galang avoid the raging Bagas.

"Oh yeah, I'll file for divorce soon. I don't want to be tormented by you anymore."

Bagas. But he soon regained control of himself and whispered to me

"At any time, even to death, I won't divorce you."

Bagas laughed out loud as he left me.

I who was initially reluctant to let out tears, finally broke down and cried by hugging my Galang.

*****

Very bright morning. Support my move to the Religious Court office. File divorce lawsuit against Bagas.

That day, I wore a rather loose robe and a wide hijab. To cover my visible stomach. I'm afraid my submission will be canceled if this stomach is seen.

After the complete files, and the payment has been paid, I also file it to the Religious Court.

"Have you finished, ma'am, the file?" ask the Court officer.

"Yes, it's all, Mba!" sahutku.

"So soon, Mom, I'll make the receipt first."

I waited, playing with the snake on my little device.

"Here, ma'am, the receipt." The officer gave me the receipt.

"The letter of his call will come out, at least one month after filing the file. Wait a minute, Mom!" the officer explained to me. I also nodded.

******

After a month, the time I was waiting for arrived. At that time, I was watering plants in my rented yard.

"Assalamualaikum. With Dina Larasati's mother?" ask an officer.

"Oh yeah, I'm Dina."

"There's a subpoena from the Religious Court." the officer handed me a letter. I immediately accepted it too.

"Yes, thank you, Mom."

"Please, sign it here, Mom!" the officer pointed out a place I should sign.

"Thank you, Mom. Excuse me."

The officer passed from before me.

I'll open the letter soon.

"Hmm.. Three more days of my divorce trial."

"I hope, I hope it goes well. And I was soon freed from that cruel man."

SERIATE.....

Note:

Jii, han means yes. It is in Urdu.

Mujhse sadhi karoge means Will Married to me (from urdu)

Will Bagas and Dina get divorced????

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