Letting Go, My Husband
LGMH CHAPTER 12 - Can It Be Like Before?

“What I said, you will look very beautiful when using this shirt,” said Arnold, while looking at the appearance of Bella from top to bottom.

A light blue evening dress wrapped around her body, fitting but perfectly covered.

The praised Bella smiled, while blushing in embarrassment.

“I am indeed beautiful,” replied Bella confidently, while Arnold, immediately stroked the head of her best friend with affection.

“It will be even more beautiful if your smile is sincere, not contrived.”

Bella, straight up.

The arrival of Azam this afternoon, indeed managed to ruin his mood. Even to this night, he still felt annoyed.

“Come away,” take Arnold later, handing over his arm to be embraced by Bella.

Gleefully, Bella received the helping of the arm. They walked hand in hand with Bella hugging Arnold's arm, tightly.

Why didn't Bella just marry Mr. Arnold, why did she have to marry Azam. Fhia's goal is to follow behind Bella and Arnold, along with the guards who are ready to protect Bella from journalists.

From yesterday, Bella and Arnold have agreed that Arnold will accompany Bella in the event tonight. The latest fashion launch from Singapore-based boutique Nelson Yapp.

“Aduh, I peed, wait a minute yes,” pinta Bella while grimacing holding something down there.

Arnold just chuckles, and sees Bella running while pulling Fhia to the toilet in the basement of their apartment.

Arnold, wait there, leaning his body in the car.

“Ar,” call a man with his heavy voice.

Arnold immediately turned to the source of the voice and saw Azam coming closer.

Arnold, immediately smiled obliquely.

Ever since he learned everything from Bella, his relationship with Azam has been bad. Arnold would rather dodge, than hold his hand to smack this jerk in the face, cowardly man.

“You're coming?” asked Azam, when he was standing in front of Arnold, while Arnold was indifferent, leaning next to his car and choosing to play the phone.

“You only know the story of Bella Ar, you haven't heard the story from me.” Azam said then, making Arnold finally glance.

Now, Arnold even began to stand up straight and stand perfectly.

“I'm a Zam jerk, but I've never played a woman. Because what? Because my mother and sister are also women.” Arnold replied loudly. He even hated to hear Azam's words, as if Azam would even corner Bella and seek a defense for himself. Covering your mistakes by blaming others.

Cih, Arnold doesn't think out.

Azam, who heard Arnold's words, immediately crossed the face of Haura's mother and her two younger siblings, Zura and Agata.

Azam, was only able to swallow his saliva with great difficulty.

“Everything is not that easy Ar, you should have heard my explanation first.”

“No need, I know why you weigh more on that woman than Bella, I know your character Zam, and I know exactly what kind of wife you want. Therefore, it is better to quickly divorce Bella and marry your woman,” Arnold said again with so relaxed, as if the divorce between Azam and Bella is an easy matter.

Azam was silent. Because for him parting with Bella can't be that easy. It takes time, it takes a good reason, for all his family to understand.

At the end, Bella's steps immediately swallowed, when she saw Arnold was not alone. But there's also this jerk guy.

“Bell, do not hesitate, just follow all her will. Show me that whatever treatment won't affect you,” said Fhia, not wanting Bella to be weak.

Not answering anything, Bella just moved her legs more steadily.

He stood between Azam and Arnold.

“Come Ar, we go,” Bella, she tucked her hair behind her ears and spoke to Arnold while ignoring Azam.

Arnold nodded, and walked to open Bella's door there. Bella follows, but stops when Azam holds her arm.

“Alright, but take off your filthy hand,” replied Bella, immediately she pulled her arm strong.

Bella turns around and pulls Arnold into Azam's car.

Get in there and close the door hard.

Made Azam close his eyes for a moment, restraining his anger from being provoked.

“What do you do?” arnold asked with a chuckle. Feeling funny with Bella's attitude, pulled her also to get into this car.

“Follow it,” replied Bella anyway.

Azam got into his car and drove. With Bella and Arnold in the back seat.

Once in a while, Azam heard, Bella whispering with Arnold. Makes him really uncomfortable.

Eventually, Azam stopped the car on the side of the road, even though their destination was still far away.

“Moving ahead!” azam's edict, but Arnold instead of Bella, left Azam speechless, and swallowed his own annoyance.

Long enough to travel, finally their car arrived at Nelson Yapp. Tonight's event will be held at the boutique, in a hall that is used for fashion shows.

This is the first time, Azam accompanied Bella in work. Honestly, he felt uncomfortable. Especially when many reporters suddenly came attacking.

Arnold went down first and opened the door for Bella, receiving Arnold's helping hand, Bella finally came out. Then it was followed by Azam.

Bella, immediately smiled widely and circulated her gaze, appreciating every camera that covered her enthusiastically.

Azam stood there and showed a small smile.

Madam, why are you hugging Mr. Arnold's arm, why not Mr. Azam's? Ask one of the reporters.

Bella smiled, and took the time to answer the question.

“Arnold is not only my best friend, but he is also my husband's best friend. I think you know that too, right, after all, if I had a relationship with Arnold, I would prefer to hide, rather than show it in general like this,” replied Bella, not a smile on his lips.

An answer that so insinuates Azam, about relationships and hiding.

“Come on, come in,” take Bella to her husband, she even holds Azam's hand and brings her husband in. But his other hand, was still tightly hugging Arnold's arm.

Inside, Azam, pulled his hand firmly. For some reason, he felt Bella had trampled on his pride.

Azam even immediately pulled Bella and took her somewhere.

Arnold was about to hold back, but his steps were stopped by Azam's men.

“Lease!” peeker Bella, he did not know Azam was going to take him where. Until he saw it, a door that read emergency stairs.

Azam, opened it violently and pulled Bella in.

“Zam! My hand hurts!” peeked Bella again, trying to pull her hand but failed.

“Don't touch me asshole! I don't want your filthy hands touching me!”

“My hands are dirty? Then what hand is it?!” asked Azam, with his voice snapping. It scared Bella and kept quiet.

Bella is no longer rebellious. Left her wrists blocked by her husband.

“Stop hugging Arnold in front of me.”

Bella, just shut up, a little down.

“I know I got Bell wrong, I know I hurt you and Raya too. We agreed to divorce, right? Can we still have a good relationship? Like before, before we got married.”