The Door of Destiny Removing Single
Episode 14

QUARRELS AGAIN

After ordering food, Zaky said goodbye to pick up his phone that was left in the car. I'll use this opportunity to open my phone. I want to apologize to Hafiz immediately. He must be very angry. I decided first to delete all incoming messages from Hafiz and Gio. I don't know why, I feel overdone. It was as if he had cheated and committed a great sin.

I see, Zaky's still not back. Because I had time to see the location of the parker is quite far. Thank goodness this is my chance. Dag dig dug is also my feeling. Quickly I called Hafiz, 2 times the call. Not answered yet. Fix, he must be angry. I decided to call him back later. A few minutes later Zaky showed up. My heart almost fell out. Zaky gave me the code, asked me who I was contacting. I had to lie. I told my dad.

Zaky walked closer to my seat, and I immediately turned off the call to Hafiz's number. I quickly pressed my father's phone number. Destiny saved me, my father picked up the phone immediately. I try to control my breath. As soon as I found out what I was calling was Dad, Zaky sat back in his chair. I breathed a sigh of relief.

“Dad said, don't be until 9pm”, I told Zaky. That's my reason. I asked him to buy me low-calorie sugar when I go home.

“Siyaapp bos”, Zaky replied without any suspicion

At 18:15, we continued our journey to buy gifts. My feelings are a little calmer. Hope Hafiz doesn't make a call back. Since it was certain, Zaky would not be able to control his jealousy.

We decided to buy a wedding gift in the form of a pair of glasses to Zaky's father and stepmother. Although I do not have to bother spending money to buy gifts, anyway still the choice of gifts is my decision. It did not take long, we have set a choice of glasses that are suitable as a gift. I asked the store clerk to wrap it neatly. Soon Zaky paid and took me away from the store.

Still safe. Because my phone doesn't ring. Kuraba's in the bag, I accidentally cut it off. You finally calmed down this time. But for some reason, this unpleasant feeling still flashed in my heart.

At 19:10, I thought Zaky would take me home. Without my consent, he drove his car in the opposite direction to my house. If not wrong, this is the direction of the mother's house. This time I refused, because I would be late at home. After all, visiting the house of Mother Fatma, it is impossible to be for a moment. Zaky likes to linger there. I don't usually have a problem, but this time I really want to go home.

“We go to your Mother's house tomorrow, yes, I'm tired”, I asked

“After aja. I want to tell Mother, if Dad's marriage is advanced”, Zaky insisted.

“Come on, I'm tired. Can tomorrow right?”, I replied

“What a hard thing is. You will sit down. Do not need to bring !!!!”, Zaky said with a taut tone

“KU GET OFF HERE, NOW!!!” once again I raised my voice

“You why the hell?”, Zaky actually stopped his vehicle

“I'm not who you are. In the eyes of your family, I am not more than a woman who expects mercy for you to marry. So stop! Stop treating me like your stuff, which you can treat as you like,” as soon as my amarh overflows

“I can't marry you yet, but that doesn't mean you're vilifying my family”, Zaky instead snapped at me.

Quarrels are inevitable. We had a big fight in that car. Until I finally got out of the car. Luckily the car came down in front of a pharmacy. I ran into the pharmacy, in a panic. Zaky's not after me. Absolutely outrageous. I pretended to buy something, until I finally remembered that Dad had ordered something. I finally got home, by taxi online.

On the way home, I tried to hold back my tears. Don't let me when I get home, my parents see me in this state. This time it was fate what else was presented to me. It turns out that bad feeling really happened. My mind is fucked, there is only anger. I want to get home soon. Sleep and forget all.

This time Zaky was really outrageous, taking me down by the side of the road at night. I really feel dumped. When I got home, I saw my mom and dad were asleep. Fortunately, I immediately went up to my room. I buried my face in the pillow. I wept. Again because of Zaky. How hard this relationship is for me to maintain.

It was always and always the quarrel that colored our togetherness during these three years. Breaking up becomes common. But even I, who was tired, was still reluctant to give up on fate.

I'm on my phone, hoping for an apology from Zaky. Apparently nil. I emotionally blocked the number, as well as the entire social media connected to me. By cutting off access to communications, I hope I am calmer.

For the first time in my life, as long as we were together in this complicated relationship. Zaky treated me so badly. I cry, I regret myself. It's heavy, Lord.