
"Mas, open the door!" Laila kept screaming to open the door to her room. But the Word doesn't care at all. He keeps coming down. Meet everyone who was there.
"Bah, Mah. Comein! You must be tired, after a long journey. Rest up! Wait a minute, the Word ready a room for you!" The Word is like a lost man. He ran here and there. Like a confused person. Both of his parents, gripped in anger.
"The president! Sit, you!" his father's orders were emotional, so as to resuscitate the Word that seemed lost in reason today. "Bah, the Word loves Laila. Why can't Papah and Mamah understand either?" both of Laila's parents looked at the Word with pity.
"Firman, you better discuss everything with your family first. Papah will take Laila home with us!" his father Laila said.
Laila's father knew that the Word did love Laila. It's just that his heart can't stand to see Laila insulted and reviled. By his whole family Word. Therefore, he was determined to bring Laila back to East Java, along with him. But the Word went berserk and did not allow himself to take Laila. Even now, Laila had been locked up by the Word in her room - both of them.
Both of Laila's parents have lost their minds. How to deal with their daughter-in-law's actions. He apparently loved his son sincerely. It's just that the Word family made his heart feel hurt. Moreover, his first wife and also his son, seem to hate Laila, their son.
It's natural indeed. When they hate Laila. What female heart? Who would be willing to see her husband playing with fire behind her. And even now she is pregnant with her father. Her father Laila could understand all the situations that were going on inside the house. It was seen and witnessed in person. When they had just arrived at Laila's house. But he really can't do anything. Because he knew that his daughter was wrong, because she accepted the proposal of the Word at that time.
"Sir! Why did you let your Daughter marry the Word? I'm sure you knew at that time that this Word already had a wife right or not?" fierce father Firman asked his father Laila.
"Bah, Papa don't be like that! It's not Laila's father's fault! This is all, pure is his fault the Word. The Word planned it all. So that Laila can be his wife Word. They're not wrong at all. The Word had trapped Laila, so Laila finally agreed to marry the Word. So, if Papa, Mama and Syafa want to get angry. Get angry at me! Not to them. The three of them knew nothing." said Firman quietly.
The two parents of the Word had already looked furious hearing all the confessions of his son. His mother Firman even now has embraced Syafa who has been crying continuously. When I heard the confession.
"You've really gone mad the Word! You are completely blinded by love. Papa really doesn't think about you!" His face seemed disappointed with the Word. But Firman looked at his father with a view full of meaning and then loudly the Word said something that really surprised the whole house.
His father's Word seems to be scammed! He can't be sniffing anymore. Finally, he could only remain silent. Shame on himself. Moreover, there was Rasya. His grandchildren! It was his face, in front of Rasya.
The current state of the Word. It's the same, like it was back in High School. Laila left him. The Word does the same thing today. The Word lost control and seemed unable to think clearly. His mother Firman looked at her son with a sad hand. Her heart as a mother was touched. His mother Word could not see his son's suffering again.
"Shyafa! Can't you accept Laila as the wife of the Word? Mama really, could not afford to see the Word like before. Word that lost its way and live in darkness again.Please Shafa! Open up sincerity in your heart. To accept Laila as the wife of the Word. My mom will really thank you!" Shafa shook his head, not expecting, his mother-in-law would do that to him.
"Why is Mama now doing this to Syafa, Mah? Mama knows how it feels. Shafa can't stand it, Mah! To share the Word with anyone. Shafa could not accept something like this. The Word must choose. Shafa or Laila!" asserted Syafa with his eyes to hope the Word, the husband.
"Shyafa! As long as you accept Laila, as my wife. And accept his son as my son. I'll give you whatever you want. I'll give YOU ANYTHING! You remember that, ANYTHING! I promise I will never divorce you. If you can accept this situation sincerely and airy!" Speak the Word while holding the hand of Shafa and resting before him.
"You said you'd fulfill whatever I wanted? Then leave him! Come back to me and Rasya. Then I'll take you back as you used to. I'll assume this is all just a dream. I beg you Mas! Come back and leave him. Isn't Laila also willing for you to leave? Here, the problem is you, Mas! You can't let go of Layla, Mas!" syafa.
"I'll never be able to, let go of Laila again! Laila is my life, Syafa! I'll never be able to leave him. If all you ask is to leave Laila. I wouldn't be able to. I'm sorry!" the Word now rises from its seat.
"Then you have to divorce me, Mom! Because I don't want to be combined. Especially you who can never be fair to both of us!" syafa said with tears in his eyes.
Everyone present there, looked confused and shocked. Listen to the desire of Shafa. Especially Rasya. Who is currently crying in silence. Rasya really could not see the sadness of his mother, whom he loved very much.
"Are you sure, Shafa? Think again, what about Rasya?" ask her mother-in-law. He is also crying now. Shafa cried even louder. The sadness in his heart had been truly deep.