A Love Letter from My Wife
100 million

Tonight, Satria was not calm. Even to sleep, Satria's eyes were reluctant to be closed.

In his mind full of one name, who else if not Natasha. His little daughter, who now lives with Santika, is ill-treated by his ex-wife.

Satria is frustrated thinking about Natasha's condition. There were a lot of questions in his mind about his daughter. Like the question of whether Natasya has now eaten or not, Natasya can sleep well or not, whether the daughter is crying and many more questions in Satria's heart.

Satria saw the clock on his phone, not long ago Satria immediately took his wallet, jacket, bag and mobile phone. Satria will be returning to the village tonight as well. Satria did not calm down thinking about Natasya's fate.

It just so happens that tomorrow is Sunday, so Satria does not need permission to go home to the office.

Satria took an ojek to get to the terminal. Fortunately, there is still a night bus for departure at one in the morning. Satria waited at the terminal for about two hours until she was transported by bus to her hometown.

Satria's return this time, he will go directly to Bu Marni's house rather than to his own parents' house.

After a five-hour drive, Satria reached her hometown. Before going to Bu Marni's house, Satria took the time to make dawn prayers first at the nearest mosque. He went to Bu Marni's house using the services of an ojek.

Satria came to the front of her former mother-in-law's house. The condition is still early morning and the door of Miss Marni's house is also still tightly closed.

Satria knocked on the door of Miss Marni's house several times while calling out Santika's name.

Repeatedly Satria knocked it but still not opened by the owner of the house. Until not long, Santika who opened the door for Satria.

Santika was a little surprised when she saw her ex-husband standing in front of her, "You forgot that we're divorced, Mas? Why else would you come back here?" tanya Santika is not friendly at all.

"I came here to see Natasha's condition" Satria replied. "Where is Natasha? I want to see him." Satria tries to enter but is arrested by Santika. Satria did not want to be rude, so he chose to withdraw.

"Mending you leave right now from here, Mas. I don't want you to meet Natasha." Santika evicts Satria from the house.

Satria took a deep breath, she was still trying to patiently face Santika who she thought was outrageous. Satria stared intently at Santika, "Why can't I see Natasha? He's my son, too, and I deserve to see him." Satria continued to insist that Santika allow himself to enter.

"If I say no, no. You don't ngeyel," jolted Santika.

"Is it okay, the reason I shouldn't see Natasha is because you don't want me to know that Natasha isn't being taken care of in this house?" Satria did not want to say this, but he also could not stem his frustration anymore to Santika who he thought was very outrageous.

Santika looked shocked, both eyes widened. Santika does not know, why Satria can find out that Natasya is not taken care of by him. Santika guessed, who would have dared to tell Satria.

Satria looks inside from the sidelines of Santika's body, she sees Natasha sleeping on the sofa of the living room without a blanket. Satria's eyes widened perfectly. He pushes Santika's body until the woman shifts and Satria can enter the house. Satria rubbed Natasya's face, she cried at her daughter's very apprehensive condition.

Santika did not stay silent, he pulled Satria's hand but this time Santika lost. Satria's power is stronger than its power.

"I miss Dad" Natasha said in Satria's arms.

"Father is also very kangen with you, son. Really big, really." Satria hugged her little princess tightly, she kissed Natasya's face and she rubbed her daughter's head. Longing that has been stirring, gushing already. Unfortunately, Satria had to endure pain when she saw her daughter was so thin and unkempt.

Santika again forced Satria until the arms of Satria and Natasya loose.

Natasha cries as she is separated from her father. Martin who heard the commotion from inside the room, he immediately came out to see what was really going on.

"What the hell is going on? It's still morning!" Martin slammed the door of Santika's room hard to make a shocking sound throughout the house.

Martin was equally surprised when he saw there was Satria in the house. "What are you doing here? You forgot, you're no longer Santika's husband!" martin's Sentak to Satria.

"I'm not here to see Santika, but I want to pick Natasya up!" Satria did not lose to snarl Martin.

Martin smiled cynically, "You dare to yell at me! You, lowly man!" jerek Martin to Satria.

Satria does not care if she is mocked or humiliated by Martin, who Satria cares about now is just finding a way so she can take Natasha out of Miss Marni's house.

"I want to take Natasha's custody. Either way, I'll get Natasha out of here!"

Martin advanced, he approached Satria with his pillow face. Nor does Santika know what Martin is going to do.

"Please take your son, but you have to give us 100 million. If you can bring that kind of money, then you can take Natasha." Martin gave the conditions to Satria.

"Yes, you brought 100 million money here first, then later I will love Natasha to you," continued Santika who even followed her idea Martin.

Satria did not think to Martin and Santika who could do that to him, "You can sell your own son, San?" Satria's view now goes to his ex-wife.

"You're his mother, and you still have the heart to say that? You don't remember, when you conceived and gave birth to her first?" Satria shook her head unable to understand Santika's thoughts.

"Here, you were the one who wanted to have children, Mas. I wasn't. Still grateful I wanted to give birth to her, not me to throw it away" Santika replied.

"Astagfirullah, San. You are your own son."

"Huh, it's been. Don't be so smart you're here. If you want to bring Natasya, you have to bring 100 million. If you don't bring money, don't expect you to take Natasha from here!" Martin immediately pulled Satria's hand and she pushed Satria out of the house. The door to his house was closed so that Satria could not enter again. While Natasya, she cries for being separated by her father again.