Divorce For Luxury

Chapter 1

The bright morning shines on the infinite beauty of nature. Hazre, with a quick smile, opens the curtains of his room. Sunlight began to enter the room. Veronica immediately opens her eyes after feeling the light shining in the room. Eyes open with a twinkle.

"Good morning..."

Hazre continued to approach Veronica, who was still lying on the bed. Her body was a bit lazy to get up from bed. Her eyes were deliberately closed again.

"You look beautiful when you wake up.."

Hazre tried to persuade with sweet words. As soon as he heard the compliments, Veronica's eyes immediately opened wide. Their eyes collided. Hazre was calm with a smile while sitting on the edge of the bed looking at his wife's beauty in the early morning. Veronica's face was so clean.

"You..don't wake me up. I want to go back to sleep. I'm too lazy to wake up.."

Veronica closed her eyes again. Hazre gently stroked Veronica's hair with love.

"Hmm, if you don't wake up..never mind. Well, I'll just marry one more time. Hmm, what kind of woman do you want? If you're beautiful, you're beautiful too... What if I marry a woman who's good at cooking? I must think you get fat if you eat a lot."

Hazre deliberately said that. Just listening to Hazre talking about the new marriage, Veronica immediately got up and hugged Hazre. Her heart hoped that Hazre was only joking.

"Don't..you want to make me angry, right?"

Veronica felt challenged. Hazre hugged Veronica's body tightly. He loved Veronica so much.

"It's not. I just want to make you get out of bed quickly.."

Hazre hugged very tightly. The head was gently stroked with warmth.

"Do you love me?"

Veronica looked at Hazre's face with a puzzled look. While hugging Hazre's waist tightly,

"I love you. Ah, give me a little kiss."

Hazre asked for something. Veronica immediately ran away from Hazre. She immediately reached for the towel and stepped into the bathroom. Hazre just chuckled at Veronica's quick movements. Being happy with Veronica, who is a child of white descent, warmed Hazre's love for her even more. Even though they have been married for a long time, the light in their eyes is still waiting. Hazre is patient in facing suspicions.

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Rosalina is busy cooking breakfast for the family. Her son Alif is happily sitting at the dining table while waiting for his beloved mother's meal. Rosalina took the meal to the dining table.

"Eat it. Mom has prepared this food. Try it. Is it good?"

Rosalina watched Alif eat his first mouthful. Alif's small age of 6 is the idol of his mother's heart. She has been married for many years. Indeed, Alif is the only son there is.

"Mmm. It's delicious Mom."

"Delicious? Alif eats a lot... So that Alif grows up fast, Alif can help mom in the kitchen."

"Alif is a man... He is not suitable for his work in the kitchen.."

Her beloved husband Azmar came neatly dressed in a suit. Rosalina immediately approached Azmar.

"It must be like that, right? Even the necktie must not be tied properly.."

"My on purpose.. so that you can help tie him up."

Azmar kindly looked at Rosalina's beautiful face. Rosalina even tied Azmar's tie neatly. Azmar just smiled, looking at Rosalina, who was diligently fixing his tie.

"Honey...I have prepared this."

Rosalina brought Azmar to eat with Alif. The children ate together.

"Dad, Mom is cooking well today. Do you want to taste it?"

"Okay? Try feeding Dad some. Is it really good?"

Alif took a small spoonful of food and fed it to Azmar's mouth. Chewing slowly, Azmar could taste the deliciousness of the food. His eyes widened.

"Mmm..yeah. It's delicious, like Alif's mom, too."

Azmar praised while squeezing Alif's little cheek. Rosalina was touched to see the friendliness of these two children. She smiled happily. Suddenly she remembered something. She quickly looked at the clock on the wall of her house. It seemed a bit slow for Azmar and Alif.

"Damn, you're already late. Alif eats fast. Dad wants to send Alif to school now."

"Okay, mom.."

For a few minutes, they moved toward the outside of the house. Azmar and Alif both put on shoes. Rosalina just sent them both out.

"Alif go first Mom...Bye.."

Alif said while gently kissing Rosalina's hand before getting into his father's car.

"You are careful at home."

"Yes."

Rosalina also kissed the hand of Azmar, who was her husband. Azmar got ready to get into the car and started the car engine. With a smile, Rosalina waved at her son cheerfully. Finally, they left. Rosalina was left alone in the house. Every day, that was the routine of daily life as a wife.

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Veronica looked beautiful after wearing a white blouse and long black pants. Her hair, which was formed by Mayang curls, showed the side of her like an American woman. Hazre approached her with a neat suit on her modest body.

"Did you see the chain?"

"No. Why? Did you lose your chain?"

"Maybe... I think I put it on the table last night."

Hazre was looking for Veronica's chain. Busy looking around the bedroom, he remembered something.

"Ah, isn't your chain in Mom's room? You went into Mom's room yesterday."

Hazre tried to remind her.

"Really?"

"Yes...Go and see if there is a necklace of yours in Mom's room."

"Okay."

Veronica walked out to Mom's room. When she got there, Mom was lying on the bed. Veronica started looking for her necklace. After checking, it looked like the necklace was under the bed. It looked like it had fallen from Veronica's neck yesterday. She immediately put it on the chain.

"Finally... I can find you too."

She said while putting the chain around his neck. Mama, who heard Veronica's voice in the room, slowly opened her eyes.

"Why are you here?"

Mama's voice was weak. She looked sick. Veronica quickly looked at her.

"Wake up, old woman."

Veronica didn't care about Mama's condition. She walked out without even looking at Mama.

"Vero.. nica.."

With his lazy feeling, she turned around while hugging his body. Slamba treated his mother-in-law like that.

"What?"

"Mama..mama feels sick.."

Mama said until she coughed. She didn't care about the cold feeling. She even glared at Mama.

"Sorry... I want to go to work. I don't have time to take Mom to the hospital. Let the salary girl do it."

She said in a harsh tone. Then she walked out. Mama was finally left alone. There was even a son-in-law who didn't care about his mother-in-law, who was sick. Mama felt sad.