Sensational Husband
One Hundred and Thirty One
Azlan again grabbed the hand of his mother who was deliberately pulled. Then he clasped back tightly.
“Gear me Mother! Don't blow your face!” Azlan said softly. “Mother can be disappointed and angry with me. Mommy can hurt me, but don't assume I don't exist. I'm your son, Mother.” Azlan deeply understood the inner situation of his mother who was ashamed of Veti and Anjas. Nor can he force his mother to forgive him, for one of his decisions to marry Alexa has changed the relationship between two extended families.
“Say anything, Mother. Say whatever it is. I admit my mistake, Mother. I'm mistaken. Am I the only human being who makes mistakes? I am human, just like everyone else. Then why does the word sorry not apply to me, Mother?”
Dinda then turned her head towards Azlan, her gaze weakening. Both of his arms raised and hugged Azlan. Hugging her firstborn head, her tears spilled and flooded her face, then fell on Azlan's hair.
“Mother has failed to make you a good priest.” Mother sniffling.
“Mother does not fail, I can not run the mandate Mother.” Azlan distanced his head and spaced his gaze with the eyes of his mother. He then turned to look towards his father-in-law. “Dad, Mother, I was wrong in this. I had not had time to cancel the marriage with Mekka when the accident occurred. Ii'm sorry. Now the decision is in the hands of Mecca, and I will be ready to accept it.”
“What decision do you mean?” firmly Anjas with a loud thundering voice.
“If Mekka wanted to end this marriage, I would be able to understand,” Azlan said.
“You expect Mecca to end this marriage after you marry her in a few days and then you make her a widow? Is that what you want?” gertak Anjas blaring.
“If you can't afford to have two wives, then just divorce your first wife.”
Azlan. He understood the anger of his father-in-law, no parent let his daughter hurt. “Dad, Alexa I won't be able to leave. He and I have been living like a real marriage. But Mekka, the age of our marriage just runs in a matter of days.”
“How easily you dumped my daughter. I have misjudged you. You're even more retaining other women than the ones you've promised so much. What exactly made you defend your first wife? is it because he is rich? And Makkah can't give you what Alexa gave you? you really are a duitan eye.”
“Dad, I never thought about the material. My mind isn't that bad, Dad.”
“Then? What do you expect from that woman? mekka was clearly more than anything, except matter. And only the material you don't get from Mekka.”
“Freely you are debating this, Mas,” sergeant Veti is speaking. She touched the back of her husband's hand. “Azlan obviously wants to keep his first wife. The free we force her, it will be worse if our daughter has a husband who does not love her. Maybe Azlan will have the heart to hurt the inner Mekka.”
“You're right. We're begging Azlan. Let us bear shame before many because our daughter was divorced after marrying a married man. The villagers will definitely talk about our daughter.”
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