You're Changing, Mas
Drama Jumping from Car

Marriage becomes a very sacred relationship for both men and women. However, not all couples can maintain the marriage relationship until finally suing for divorce. Because it is not a trivial matter, it is required to be wise in looking at a divorce. The reason is, the impact of divorce will be carried away at any time and can cause trauma.

Divorce is not the goal of marriage. Divorce is not just about separation. The reason is, the impact of divorce can affect physical to mental health. The biggest effect of divorce may indeed be felt by couples who divorce. However, whatever the reason does not rule out the possibility that the divorce also leaves an impact on all family members, it could be up to the breaking of the cord between the families of both parties.

Every married couple certainly does not want a divorce in their household. Because every problem faced is good to talk about and find a way out. Divorce becomes the last option if indeed the problem faced cannot be resolved properly. But still don't let that happen.

"Mas, what did you really tell Mama Seina? Everything I heard from Mama Seina was not true, right? Answer Mas?" I urged and asked directly when entering the Gibran workspace without his knowledge.

Mas Gibran just lowered his head with his hands that he had both of them on his forehead, as if he was thinking of something.

"Let's answer, Mas. Don't just shut up. Is it true everything Mama Seina said?" ask again with a pushy tone. I approached Gibran.

"Yes, everything is right!" replied Gibran who this time looked at me with a view that did not even turn in the other direction.

Hiks hyks

I can't hold my cry. Honestly I feel weak. I feel like I want to faint, my legs are no longer able to stand. But with all my might I supported my body by holding the side of Gibran's desk.

"What's my fault, Mom? Is it because I'm a wife who can't serve you well? Or maybe you're tired of me, Mom? Or do you love me no more? Answer me, please!" I didn't stop asking. My tears have now flowed and fallen to the floor.

"Go home, I'll explain at home later," said Gibran casually as if nothing happened.

He doesn't care about me, he's just so cute that he's still busy with his office work, focusing on the laptop screen in front of him.

"Jawab used to be a question from me, Mas. All this time I have maintained our household even though I was patient with your rude attitude. Is there not the slightest bit of guilt and regret you have towards me, Mas. Just a little bit, don't you feel my pain, Mas?"

Mas Gibran closed his laptop then got up from his seat, then walked up to me and pulled my arm away.

"Let's go home, let's solve this problem at home" said Gibran.

I immediately pulled my arm back from Gibran's grasp.

"No, I want us to solve this problem right now here," I refused to go back into the room and sit on the long sofa.

"There are a lot of people here, and I don't want them to hear every word we say" said Gibran, visibly annoyed with me but his voice was calm.

Yeah, maybe because we're in his office. So Gibran really keeps the image in front of his employees.

"No, I don't want to. Our problems are not solved when we talk at home. You always avoid me if I ask," I argue.

Finally I followed Gibran to go home. On the way home, Gibran focused on driving until he lost control. Yes, especially surely he was venting his anger by driving at high speed.

"Loose the speed, Mas. It could be dangerous to hit people later," Gibran did not heed my words.

"Stop .. stop .. I say stop, Mas. Or I jump out of this car," I screamed very loudly but Gibran was just silent and still driving his car at high speed.

FLECKISH

FLECKISH

I tried to open the car door to get out of there, I was so desperate to jump out of the car. But luckily, Gibran quickly locked the car door before I opened it. Actually I'm grateful, because actually I only threatened Gibran. And luckily, Gibran was very aware of it. If not, something bad might happen to me.

"You wanna die by jumping out of a car, huh? Take it easy, I can throw this car into the abyss," challenge Gibran who immediately increased the speed of driving his car faster.

I was shocked and the nausea and dizziness spread throughout my body. I was so limp for a moment.

"Stop Mas .. stop I beg you!" I cried asking Gibran.

Because at that time Gibran did not stop driving his car fast. What if something bad happens to us? But I still didn't stop screaming in fear.

"STOPPIIII..," I cried while closing my eyes as Gibran almost threw our car into the abyss.

CKITTT

Gibran braked suddenly. The atmosphere was silent for a moment.

I opened my eyes slowly with both hands. Relief made me unceasingly stroke my chest that almost my heart was about to fall off.

HIKS HIKS HIKS

I cried with grief. My chest feels tight. What exactly did Gibran want to make me shocked, because almost as if he wanted to kill himself and me by dropping his car into the ravine. It was simply impossible to condition his mood at this moment. Enraged by Gibran, he had never been this angry.

"This is what you wanted, right? Then why are you screaming when I'm about to drop this car into the ravine, huh? Afraid dead? So do not want to jump from the car, if you die you are still not ready," said Gibran as if he mocked me.

I just kept silent, not daring to speak, because what Gibran said is true. I'm the one who's being silly with the jump drama from the car, basically I'm actually scared. I embarrassed myself. My stupid fucking self.

Though my intention to jump from the car is just acting, I just want to know the reaction of Gibran, whether he still cares about me or not. But instead he played me and was made a mockery of him. At least I'm grateful that Gibran is still thinking about my life. But why care if he wants to divorce me?