After Marriage
Obviousness
When Dewi stared at the little figura with the photo of Anha, her heart was completely broken.
Even now the Goddess to rub her eyes several times to ascertain whether she saw wrong or not. But his sense of sight was not wrong. The one in the frame is really a photo of Anha who even without her knowledge of her husband to keep the photo on his desk.
"Damn it!"
Disgusted Dewi slammed the small frame to the floor until it broke irregularly and made a loud noise.
The Goddess' breath was blowing fast, she was shaken over all of this. His hands clenched tightly, even now it felt as if his eyes were starting to heat up withstanding the cries.
Lips trembling. Where can her husband keep a picture of Anha in his study? It's worth the Pledge until it locks this room once. It turned out that this was the reason, this was what Ikram hid from him.
The goddess reverberated her hair backwards, frustrated. Then he rubbed his tears that even without realizing it had already dripped.
Not enough that, the surprise of the Goddess increased again when she saw that there was another larger frame on the wall of the Ikram workspace because the Dewi sight had missed it.
Instantly the eyes of the Goddess widened, do not believe at all if it turns out there plastered a photo of her husband with Anha when they married first.
Anha with a very beautiful red-colored kebaya with Ikram hugging her from behind.
The Goddess' hand clenched tightly.
"It's too much of you, Mom!" the Goddess said with annoyance.
‘Do not Ikram still love his ex-wife?’ ask the Goddess in your heart.
The goddess clenched her hands tightly, and the hatred towards Anha grew in her heart.
Even stupid why the Goddess is still asking in her heart whether her husband still loves Anha or not if it turns out the evidence is already in sight.
With feelings that have been broken into pieces and can not be explained anymore. The goddess walked quickly and tiptoed to pick up the big figura and immediately slammed it onto the floor.
He lost control of breaking into the Ikram workbench and crying because he felt betrayed.
Even now the work space of the once neat Ikram is now messy like a broken ship.
Siti, Menik, and their other servants just stayed in the kitchen, not daring to see the noise up there.
Ever since Madame Anha left this house, things have gone awry. Everyday check-ups between their employers are completely unavoidable.
There is no comfort and comfort in this house.
“Iya, equals, Ti. Do it first, yes, same Madame Anha. Not bad, don't like to tell. Where not stingy anyway.”
Siti nodded in agreement with Menik's words.
“You don't want, Ti, look up why the madam is screaming and there's a really loud noise above?”
Siti shook her head, “Males.”
“Udah already, we continue our work,” said their other helpers who are older than the two of them and they also continue their respective work.
***
The new creed came and said greetings when opening the door of the house immediately scrunched his forehead when he heard the sound of broken objects and commotion caught by his hearing.
Ikram rolled up his shirt sleeve, his instinct as if to lead him to find where the origin of the noise.
Ikram climbed the stairs and his eyes rounded for a moment because he was surprised to find the door of his study was wide open even though Ikram always locked it tightly.
What don't-don't…
The steps of Ikram accelerated when climbing the stairs, even once the incandescent directly stepped two steps at once.
"Goddess!"
And sure enough, there the work room is a mess not playing with the Goddess who squeaks and cries. His face was wet with tears.
His appearance was very chaotic. His nose was flushed and he was still as excited.
The goddess looked towards the source of the voice and found her husband who was currently standing in the doorway with a shocked face and gulped his saliva from being discovered. Why is the Goddess in here?
"Why are you here. And what you did until my work space fell apart like a gini," said Ikram after recovering his consciousness.
After that Ikram walked towards the Goddess and held her arm. The goddess brushed her husband's hand off violently.
He can stand alone!
"What does this all mean, Mom! Why is there a picture of Anha here!" shouted the Goddess loudly while crying, she asked her husband for an explanation of this all.