The Fall of Talak 3
The Fall of Talaq One

" If you don't want me? why did you marry me Mas? I never forced you to do that, hiks. "asked Zhezha with a shaky body.

Yoga shook his head with a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

" If you don't marry me, you'll be a spinster, right, Zhe? " ask back.

Zhezha was silent a moment later

nods. " Of course, I will be an old virgin mas.Until any time, I will not marry any man because it will always wait for your arrival, "sahut Zhezha lirih.

Zhezha looked at Yoga with tears streaming down her face. While Yoga stared furiously at him, until his body shook.

' I will not be fooled by your tears Zhe, you and your father alike! you're a family with no feelings! 'inner Yoga with glowing eyes and frowning hands.

Yoga's jaw hardened, remembering what the Zhezha family had done to her late mother.

Zhezha took his eyes off Yoga's face, which was visibly enraged. He was again bowed because he could not see the hatred in the gaze of Yoga towards him.

Zhezha is crying again.

" What about my fate? " tanya Zhezha endured the pain that was like stabbing multiple times in her heart. Zhezha wiped her tears to look strong.

" It's up to you Zhe ! how long can you stand this wedding. I will give this apartment, a car and half of the assets I have, as a treasure gono-gyi," said Yoga without feeling. At that time, Zhezha was already seen suffering and frustrated because of his treatment

Then he left Zhezha who seemed resigned to his decision.

Zhezha looked at Yoga who was walking her back arrogantly.

' Is this the reply of my wait all this time? it's so easy for you to divorce me, ' Zhezha's inner self with her blank look.

Hiks hiks, Zhezha getting worse while crying he leaned his body on the wall that was in the later, then cried curled embrace his knee. Zhezha cried himself in that place, while Yoga seemed not to care about what happened.

After a long period of crying, Zhezha tried to get up while wiping away her tears. There's no point in regretting what happened, it's all his choice.

With the rest of his strength, Zhezha tried to get up and then went into his room.

Zhezha threw her body on the bed. His eyes were puffy and watery staring at the ceiling of his room.

All his beautiful dreams with Yoga are now just a memory rubble, which he must bury deeply.

A love story that once felt beautiful, now only history remains. Just last night they got married, but now she has been in talaq by her husband.

Zhe zha grabbed the bolster pillow that was beside her, then hugged her.

" You're right Mas, maybe the curse is true, I'll still be a spinster, even though I'm officially your wife" said zhezha, wiping her tears.

Zhezha touched her face to make sure she wasn't dreaming at the time. This is the stingiest reality of his life, where reality is inversely proportional to hope.

Zhe Zha was still staring at the ceiling of his room while spinning the rope that was at the end of the bolster pillow.

" What am I supposed to do now? I can't go home and tell my parents that Yoga has divorced me, "guman Zhezha is sad.

He was crying again.

" You have no choice but to wait for the fall of talaq two and three, and then it'll all be over by itself."

" After the fall of Talaq 3, then forever I and Yoga mas will be separated and will not be possible to return. Maybe that's the only way I can stop wishing on your love again, " said Zhe-zhe, wiping away her tears.

Zhezha came back crying, but the tears had just dried up on her petals.

***

His whole body felt weak. But Zhezha tried to rise from his own slump. What power for him now, no matter how bitter the reality is, he must be able to accept everything. Maybe it's fate .

Zhezha also understood that love cannot be forced. Grateful Yoga has been honest and forthright about his feelings.

***

After rising from her bed, Zhezha headed straight for the bathroom, to perform her morning bathing ritual.

Zhezha opened the shower faucet, as the water poured through the cracks of the flat object.

The flow of water, fused with her tears that never dried. Sometimes Zhezha's body shakes, actually he does not want to cry, but still he cries.

Zhezha tried to ponder in his heart, then he tried to forget what happened, but still he could never forget.

Zhezha's body shook even more as he kept trying not to cry. Trying to stay firm on the fragility of his heart.

Suddenly Zhezha knelt down because he was no longer able to hold his weight.

The pain, the pain he felt was too deep and so excruciating, that Zhezha had trouble getting up.

Under the shower, Zhezha cried.

Zhezha's body trembled withstanding the coldness of the water that continued to wash him nonstop.

When she could no longer stand it, she grabbed her bathrobe, then came out of the bathroom and prepared to serve her husband.

***

In the kitchen Zhezha is preparing a cup of coffee for Yoga, at least he should be useful for Yoga even if only making breakfast and doing household chores.

Yoga came out of his room fully dressed and well-dressed.

" The breakfast is! " exclaimed Zhezha calling Yoga while putting a cup of coffee on the dining table.

Maybe at that time Yoga was about to help go to work.

Yoga approached the dining table and then he pulled out a chair.

" I'm sorry Mas, at home there is only coffee, " said Zhezha with trembling lips, not the least he turned towards Yoga.

" I've transferred the shopping money for you Zhezha, please just use the money. You can buy anything you need" said Yoga while resembling Zhezha's warm coffee.

" Yes, I'll go shopping and tonight I'll cook dinner for you. "

"Later in the afternoon I have to leave out of town and maybe next month just come home" said Yoga.

Zhezha was slightly startled, his eyes immediately staring towards Yoga.

' Next month? what is this way of Mas Yoga to avoid me, ' Inner Yoga.

" Now I take you shopping, after that you take a taxi home. You have to get used to doing everything yourself, because I'm so busy.

Zhezha also woke up from his daydream.

" Yes, then I'll get ready. "

Zhezha went straight to his room, to change his clothes.

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