I'M Sorry My Hubby
Finale

The POV

Life is like a nightmare to me. Walking in the dark without a single light. Feeling all this is so gripping.

The memories imprinted in my mind twisted all the cliched remains of a beautiful life. Walking with the shade of childhood affection that I couldn't feel much longer. They went without reason to God's heaven.

I can only cry in solitude. No one will ever understand my sadness. They just blame me for the whole mess.

Right now my body is dirty, Will the Lord Jesus forgive me. Dreams are just dreams not to reach it, even though I can not afford. My cry broke in silence as everyone said I was a cheap woman working in the dark.

You know, I really don't want to be a comfort woman. My simple wish was to marry a kind man and have many children, welcoming him with warm embrace as he returned to his work with a red rose for me. But that would be wishful thinking. Who is the man who married a woman like me.

Umar somehow I remembered that name. Imagining it makes my soul calm. In my life I just felt treated like a good woman only by her. The fear of his God made me want to know who his God was. I don't know when I'll ever see a nice guy like that again. Because I couldn't survive in this situation.

Still without flinching and struggling with all my thoughts I took my phone that was still in my bag. Tried to contact one of my best friends but there was no answer. I sent a message to my two friends. Tears dripped without my permission. I want to hear Arini and Shinta laugh and cheer again. But I really don't deserve to be by their side.

My soul is already afraid I no longer have the courage and the spirit to live. I feel like my life doesn't mean that no one is even expecting my presence.

I walked up to my closet picking up a sleeveless white T-shirt and hotpants wearing it with an empty mind.

I thought without a friend my life was meaningless, no matter what demon possessed me.

Or am I already a demon.

The devil's treatment made me completely like trash and now despair began to overwhelm my soul.

Slowly I approached the bed to pick up the scissors lying there.

With a limp step because I felt my feminine part bleed. How not do I always get mistreated by all the customers of that demonic woman.

That sharp object is already in my grasp. I walked to the bathroom. Turned on the shower and flushed all over me.

Will this be the end?

Or is this the beginning?

I don't know ....

I just want to escape the devil's grip.

I felt the pain I began to feel all over my body, I could still cry loudly venting anger at worldly justice.

My head was heavy, my vision was blurred, my body was shaking more and more, my body and soul were weak at this moment, at this moment imagining the smiles of my mother and father in the rest of my breath was the most beautiful thing.

"Mother, wait for me, we'll meet soon" I said.

My body is gone. However, I could still see drops of blood rushing from my hands. The flowing water turned into a deep red. I began to close my eyes by sitting in a corner by clutching my knee with one hand and my left hand let it continue to bleed. Feeling the pain and cold was also a pain that was incomparable to the bitterness of the life I was living.

I want my life to remember my two best friends. Imagine their faces, their smiles and the joy we live. Her laughter filled my brain.

"Goodbye, memories."

Only the tears that soaked my face mixed with fresh blood that kept flowing bore witness to my suffering.

I hope in the life to come I can meet good people with a better life.

"I'm sorry, Arini, Shinta," I said. When I felt stiff all over my body.

TB