My Disable Husband's
Chapter 4

Nadira👇

Daggh!

Zee moved his hand punching the window glass of the luxury car with his regret. His face looks very unfriendly.

A murmur..!

This morning he was really made emotional by the act of the Deity. He had only been married to the man for a day, but his life was like hell.

What will happen to him after this? He would coexist forever with a disabled man whose age was much older on it. Being the wife of a teacher that even the vehicle she doesn't have. The house is simple, away from the neighbors, the life is monotonous and unattractive. Really, Zee is really going to lose her wonderful youth.

"Oh, Zee! Lo why the hell? Morning has it been like this?" Tanya Nadira who this morning picked up the married woman.

"Gue wants a divorce!!" Pekik Zee annoyed while whining.

"Ih, Jeez, Zee. If there is no filter, right?! Pamali said that. You're just getting married, Zee!" Said the beautiful girl who was familiarly called Dira.

"Gue's tired, Ra! I don't want to be Om Om's wife! I'm old, limp, ngeselin, poor anyway!!" Grouser Zee.

"Gue wants a divorce! I want to marry Angga!! Hwahaha...." Said a wife who until now still has not touched her husband.

Nadira shook his head while frowning his forehead.

"Lo can't do that, Zee. It's not good to say that. Anywhere, the god is now your husband. You can't talk like that!" Dira.

"But I don't like him. I had to marry her!" Zee.

"Gue knows. But what else. That's your choice. He wants the best for you. Take good care of your marriage. You want to have another heart attack if you have a macem. Are God not poor? He's also a businessman, right? Temen bokap lo? Oh, that's it, Zee. This time it's a massage. Pity the parents just this one," added Nadira.

Zee didn't answer. He seemed to want to cry imagining his fate that could not be with the man of his heart.

"Gue wants to marry Angga! Hicks! I miss Anggaaaaa......!!" Whiney the married woman.

Dira shook his head.

"As far as you go! Just keep crying!" Said the long-haired woman.

The car also shot through the solid of the capital road. Heading to a campus where Zee attended. Nadira stopped his four-wheeled vehicle in a parking lot there. Lined with some cars that have been in that place first.

The two young women got out of their car.

"Eat, yuk! Laper!" Zee.

"Tumbens? No breakfast, huh?" Ask Dira.

"There's no food!" Said Zee annoyed as he walked past Dira. The beautiful woman could only sigh deeply to see the friend who had only been careless since. The two friends then walked to the campus cafeteria. But when the two passed through a hallway to the cafeteria in question, Zee suddenly stopped his footsteps.

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He fell silent when he met a handsome young man with a face full of bruises there.

Zee didn't move. His eyes looked at the face of the man before him.

Yes, it is Angga. The lover of the heart that he was forced to leave to obey the ego of the father married the Deity. The two men met each other. Locked to each other. The woman's eyes looked thick. His hand was moved to touch the bruised cheek but Angga dodged. He turned his face away as if he did not want to meet Zee Zee.

"Why you?" Ask Zee.

Angga. He lifted one corner of his lips, then passed away past his former lover.

"People, wait!!" Said Zee while following the steps of Angga from behind. He continued to walk behind the man who did not seem to touch him.

"People, we need to talk!" Zee.

The goose doesn't care. He continued to step forward ignoring Zee Zee's words.

Zee's pissed. He quickly moved his hand pulling the man's jacket. Make Anga was now stopping her footsteps. Zee moving. He stood in front of the man he loved the most.

"People!" Zee said in a higher voice

Angga stared at the girl. Again, the two netra were locked together. The two were silent for a while.

"Congratulations on your marriage" Angga said later with a flat face but save the pain. Zee hush. Not answering. He's not moving. His net condensed looking at the man he loved so much.

"The congratulations are only for happy people" said Zee lirih.

Angga silence.

"You know everything. You can usually say it's like me" added the woman with a clear liquid that almost fell from her eye patch.

Angga silent a thousand languages.

"We're separated, Zee," he said later.

A single tear dripped down his cheek.

"I did ask to be released, but that doesn't mean I'm going to stop loving you" Zee said.

"You belong to someone else" Angga said.

"Only her body" replied Zee.

"But he touched you" Angga replied.

"Absolutely not!" Zee.

Angga did not answer. The two are silent again. Zee moved her hand to touch the bruised cheek gently.

"I am a medicine, yes" he said.

Angga silence. He didn't answer. The man just looked at the woman before him and then nodded faintly, confirming the words of the beautiful woman he still loved so much.

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A few minutes later, in the campus cafeteria. The flattened hand of the cubby-cheeked woman was seen painstakingly treating the bruise on Angga's cheek. Wounds that are known to be obtained by the man when he tried to break into the ijab qobul event between Zee Zee and Dewangga.

The man was still not moving. He looked at the face of the woman before him with eyes that were difficult to interpret. Zee has been silent since. Not a word came out of the mouth of the beautiful woman.

They kept quiet for a long time without a sound. Till...

"Zee..." Angga.

Zee hush. He looked at that handsome face.

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"I still love you!"

Deegh....

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