Heaven on lara
Chapters 101. The extra chapter

Geck, tok, tok.

As Ghaida heard the sound of her bedroom door being knocked, Ghaida hurriedly kept her suitcase under the bed. Ghaida doesn't care if the look is Joseph, but if the one who sees Adis or Arumi, it seems that Ghaida is not ready to explain the truth.

"Just a second!" he screamed to sound out. Ghaida walked over and turned the doorknob. He only made a few of those doors that fit for his body. After it opened, it turned out that there was her husband standing in front of the door with his restless face. Ghaida frowned in wonder. "Why are you, Mas? How can his rich face not calm down?" ask Ghaida at the end.

Adis smiled but was unable to eliminate the disturbing look that had been emanating since. "I don't know, it doesn't feel so calm. As if something big was going to happen," Adis explained the cause of his displeasure.

Ghaida felt surprised however, she tried to hide it. 'Could it be that Mas Adis is already hunching?' ask Ghaida in heart. "That's just your feeling maybe, Mas. Don't think too much" replied Ghaida, trying to comment on her smile.

Adis nodded. "Can I come in?" pinta Adis pleads. Ghaida was instantly worried, did she have to allow Adis to enter? That means, his plan will most likely be known. But if Ghaida doesn't allow it, Adis becomes even more suspicious.

Ghaida muttered long before replying. "But my room is a mess, Mom. I'm ashamed" said Ghaida alibi. Adis seemed to show his confused look. "Couldn't you? Why why?" adis asked as her head tried to look inside.

"That's ... I ... More ... Tight-patterned," replied Ghaida stammered who had unconsciously slipped. "Shirt? Is that true? Where are you going?" tanya Adis was scared. Ghaida. "Not anywhere. I just want to finish the clothes that are not fit to wear, Mas," replied Ghaida nervously.

Adis ber-oh-ria answered him. "Yes, I help you if that is so," said Adis then wanted to break into Ghaida's room. What is the power of Ghaida whose strength is not comparable to her husband, Adis very easily broke through the fortress.

"Oh Allah, Ghaida!" pekik Adis did not think. Ghaida closed her eyes to neutralize her heartbeat that was beating from nervousness. Ghaida. "And I told you, my room is a mess" replied Ghaida pretending to be embarrassed.

Ghaida saw, Adis started to hold one shirt at a time and chose it. However, in the midst of choosing clothes, Adis's eye tail found something strange under the bed. When he turned his head, Adis could clearly see that under the bed, there was a large suitcase whose zipper had not been closed perfectly.

Adis wince in wonder. "That's a suitcase for what, Da?" ask Adis curious. Ghaida, who was still standing at the door, suddenly grew even more panicked. "I-it—"

It felt too late, Adis had now pulled the suitcase from under the bed. After this, Ghaida could only resign and would explain everything to her husband later. "Ghaida?" lirih Adis felt disbelief in his vision.

"Yes, Mas?" answer Ghaida.

"You ...." Right now, Adis' gaze was fixed on Ghaida. "Sorry, Mom." Only that word was able to come out of Ghaida's mouth. It felt, Ghaida's tongue was crabbed and his throat was choked. "I can explain everything" Ghaida said again before her husband was truly enraged.

Adis laughed bitterly. "So, who just made me uneasy about this? Wh why? Where you going? You no longer intend to leave me, do you?" tanya Adis sounded disappointed. Ghaida lowered her head. "I have to go, Mas," replied Ghaida.

Adis looks fetched her hair in frustration. "But why, Da? Was I being unfair all this time? Please tell me, advise me," Adis said again expressing his protest.

Ghaida looked up to meet her husband's shady eyes. Tears are now beginning to fall soaking her smooth cheeks. "I have to go, Mas," There is no other word that Ghaida can say other than the word go. His chest seemed to be very tight when saying the word go so that he was no longer able to say another word.

"But why! Give me a reason!" say Adis with a high tone. This made Ghaida more and more as unwilling as to not be able to speak properly. "You ... Already happy," replied Ghaida interjected by her cries. Ghaida covered her face and roared, hoping the tightness in her chest would be reduced slightly.

Long enough Adis let Ghaida cry. After quieting down, Adis brought Ghaida to sit on the side of the bed. "Please explain what my mistake was to make you want to leave? Am I not fair? Did I hurt you? Please tell me the obvious so that I can improve, so that I can stay with you again" Adis said trying to suppress the tightness in his chest. His eyes were now reddened from holding back the crying.

Ghaida shook her head with tears still breaking. "I can't do it, Mom, I give up. Now, my task is done, you are already happy and have your flesh daeha descendants, something I cannot give you," Ghaida explained at length.

Adis shook his head, refusing to believe that the present situation was the reality. "Please slap me, Da! Slap me if you feel hurt. You can hit, slap and vent all your frustration, as long as you don't walk away from me. I can't, Da," Then, Adis's hands are raised to frame Ghaida's face.

"Please, stay with me?" tawar Adis is trying to defend Ghaida. Ghaida. "I can't, Mom. I can no longer afford it. Now, you already have Arumi and Yhara who will accompany you in the old days. Please, let me go, Mas" said Ghaida pleading.

Adis shook her head hard. "I'm not going to let you go. Let's solve this problem in a good way," Adis said then stood up and took off the buttons of his shirt one by one.

Ghaida, who knows her husband, tries to stop him. "Don't be like that, Mom! You can't be selfish by holding me to stay by your side. As for you, instead of remarrying and without me realizing it, you've made me hurt a thousand times!" strangled Ghaida whose emotions began to be provoked.

Adis instantly stopped his movement then, staring at Ghaida lethargic. "Have I been selfish all this time?" ask Adis lirih. Ghaida was unable to answer because her tears were flowing and flowing in the river. "Alright, you can go," continued Adis. Then, walk out towards his room, leaving Ghaida alone.

Ghaida, who was still as excited, could only stare at the loss of her husband. "I'm sorry, Mas,"

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where's the sound??????🤣