Love on the verge of suffering
Divorce

Lyra looked in wonder when suddenly in front of her there was Abas who was standing in the doorway of his room. After staring in wonder at the man who still bears her husband. Lyra again submits her eyes to the rows of numbers and letters in her report.

"We need to talk!" abas said, breaking the silence between the married couple.

"What's the matter, talk. Whatever your decision, I will accept" Lyra said, but her eyes remained on her work. Though both of his eyes have heated up but he tried to keep telling him not to spill his tears. Lyra did not want to look weak in front of her husband.

"I can't stand our relationship, I don't want to keep hurting you. Farewell is our best path." Abas sat casually in the sova, a short distance from Lyra's desk.

The woman who looks graceful and beautiful, breathes her long lust and throws it away slowly. I want Lyra to vent, angry, disappointed, and hate. This was the reply after ten years he struggled with everything.the recompense of his loyalty and the recompense of pain when he had to be forced to get a child. Want Lyra to vent so Abas knows how she feels. It was as if he was an unused item again and so easily thrown away. Just because he had not been able to give a child, Abas and his family threw him away.

Without negotiation with the cold head decide next to the side.

"Well if that's what you want. You just have everything ready and if you need a presence and signature from me, you just call me, and one request. Don't tell my family about our divorce just yet. Papah I am ill and currently being treated in Singapore. They need a calm mind. Let my family business, I will take care of it," said Lyra, her voice still looks calm, but not with her heart, it's been rumbling violently. Lyra even wanted to make a remarkable calculation on Abas, but she could not do it because Lyra loved him too much.

"I will not tell everyone, and about the gono gini treasure I will leave it to the family lawyer," Abas added, he did not want to be selfish. Even Abaz would give Lyra more of his wealth.

The man did not expect that Lyra would easily accept his decision. Though Abas had prepared the answers if maybe Lyra later fight and do not want to divorce, but the guess is not like that, Lyra still casually accept what became his unilateral decision. Actually Abas felt guilty for Lyra who he easily divorced for no reasonable reason.

Maybe if other women will be angry or even will reject Abas' decision, but Lyra is different.

"This conversation is over, right? Sorry if you have, you can go! Because I still have work to do" said Lyra with a still flat tone. His eyes still did not want to see Abas.

"I'm sorry if my one-sided decision made you sick, angry or even hate me, everything I did was for our good. If we force to survive the end will only hurt you. I can't bear to see you continue to be sad, you deserve to be happy with others. So am I, happy with the other pairs," said Abas, not that he got up and left and even extended his chatter with unimportant speech.

"I know, and I accept your decision, but to forgive you and your family it seems like I won't be that easy. I still had my pride, and after I was kicked with disrespect, I couldn't pretend to be okay because it was my fall to be a liar. I would rather not know you, especially you and your mother, than I would be constantly ashamed of you. It's been quite ten years since I got that," Lyra replied in a cold voice and this time a sharp look at her ex-husband.

Abas speaks a thousand languages, cannot reply to Lyra's words, he is also sick as Lyra, and when his wife can accept his despair then he can also reverberate Lyra's decision not to forgive him.

Lyra keeps stepping on the accelerator, where are you going? I don't know if the woman wants to calm her mind. His work has been handed over by his trusted assistant and all the tasks of taking valuables at his home-in-law have been assigned to his confidants, he wants a few days lost from the busy world of work Lyra wants to make up his mind.

Her tears that had been crying since then were now so intense that all the way unconsciously the woman was crying. Crying her husband's decision. Though he had whispered to himself not to cry, but his heart that was too sick and broken could not be contained Lyra.

Let his tears fall and after that he will rearrange life. "Would I have been divorced after Abas, and when I remarry with someone else, I would have the same fate, I would never have felt what it was like to be a mother" Lyra said.

His eyes circulated every corner of the city where Lyra was currently stopping her car.

The corner of his eye looked at the clock on his wrist. "Oh my God, I've been walking for over five hours. What. am I really crazy?" inner Lyra looked back around.

"Where the stomach is hungry is night anyway" Lyra added. Both eyes caught a cake shop, where he was looking for a sweet meal, so Lyra decided to turn her car around.

"King and Queen, unique shop name," inner Lyra.

"Good night Mba, can you help me?" greet Zifa kindly, and the smile expands sweetly.

Lyra answered it perfectly.

"I'm having a sweet pengi, about the flagship of this store what is Mba?" ask Lyra while playing her index finger on the forehead.

Zifa kindly returned to show a variety of cakes that are still left, especially Lyra came already entered the store will close, of course the remaining cake setoknya not much.

After Lyra ordered some cake and coffee, now the woman whose eyes look very swollen due to crying too much.

Zifa also suspected that her customers who were enjoying her order were having a lot of problems. Zifa just stared pityfully and prayed for her problem to be quickly resolved.