At the End of Bullet 4 (Next Generation)
43. Household affairs.

"Karenaaaaa. yes because of the rules of the sultanate." Gita answered while turning her face away.

Bang Dewa laughed at Gita's reply because the face of her face had shown that Gita also returned her feelings.

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"Your father's permission, Mother.I still want to ask for a divorce from Mas Arto." Bu Arto said in tears.

Bang the god took a deep breath. Resolving cases in other people's households is not an easy matter.

"Bu Arto, not that I did not pass the mother's request but whatever my thoughts as a man were most likely not in accordance with the mother's thinking. There are already two children in the marriage of Mr. Arto and mother, is it not a pity if both children mother lost the figure of her father?" Ask Bang Dewa.

"Why do I fight for a man who even plagues the family. We often starve because of the work of a husband who plays gambling sir." Said Ms. Arto complaining. "His parents always ask for some money without seeing us who are also still lacking. Rice alone still likes debt but pretentious to give parents. His parents kept asking for money to buy rice fields, land, fix houses and motorcycles. I'm tired Mom. It's beyond the shipment every month."

"But they're my parents. Should I keep quiet with the parents who raised me? I also want to repay them. You know I've been a soldier, and they've worked so hard to make me a soldier."

"But look at the kids donk too. We're also less."

Om Arto just looked down not daring to say much.

"Yes.. have patience, Mom..!!" Bang Dewa got dizzy with the debate Om Arto and his wife.

Bu Arto was already emotional and wanted to leave the place but then slowly Gita got up. "Bu Arto. calm down, ma'am. Let's talk about it first. Here sit with me..!!" Gita invites Bu Arto to sit on the sofa not far from Bang Dewa.

Bang Dewa arranged the Gita skirt to be more comfortable sitting because his wife is still in the process of healing after childbirth.

"Kalem sat Dinda..!!

Gita kept a face of pain to accompany Bang Dewa and then Bang Dewa sat back. "Thank you, sir."

Bang the God replied to him with a warm smile.

Gita touched Bu Arto's hand. "Mom, every marriage is not easy. All full of trials. Whether it's a sick wife, a sick husband, a parent, a child or maybe in financial terms."

"But I can't take it anymore, ma'am. Our lives have never changed and are getting worse. Children's milk is too minimal. If my husband had more windfall, it would be a long way to go for parents and play gambling." Said Ms. Arto.

"If there is some money to hold Bu Arto, what is still the matter? Only Ms. Arto herself brought it, let's just say without Om Arto's knowledge." Ask Gita.

"This is.. Praka Arto and mom. Not that I want to interfere in the affairs of the household of Praka Arto and mother but.. Mr. Arto.. in fact, it may be mandatory if our parents are old and can not make their own living but still need to be considered. We say ijab qobul carrying the child of that person is not arbitrary, Pak Arto. Their parents spoil them not for waste."

Om Arto still remained silent without a word.

"What's wrong with your wife meeting you already being a soldier? Your wife does not know how your parents struggle like you who do not know how hard her parents struggle with do'a so that later her daughter gets a lot of blessings, happiness in her marriage with you." Tegur Bang Dewa's. "We must not look up to our parents.Look at our children, who are still young.. how would you feel as a father if the daughter he had raised was crying out for a wrong mate."

Om Arto lowered his head languidly permeating every word that came out of the mouth of his commander, sharp and clawing at his feelings.

"I see your salary is minus. So what will a head of the family do to improve the standard of living of the family? If there is no way out, I will pass your wife's request, but remember. someday when your old age.there will be disappointed because her father wasted them without struggle."

Om Arto rubbed his face with a huff, at the sight of his very small children in his mother's arms. His heart feels tight.

"That's my decision. But don't know what Miss Dewo's decision is." The word Bang Dewa let Gita give his voice.

"Hm.. Sorry, Pa.."

The speech made Bang Dewa blush and then sipped his still hot coffee.

"Bu Arto khan can cook. The kids can stay. What if Mr. Danki gave capital to Bu Arto selling cooked food, counting helps boarding mothers who like snacks and snacking.. we'll have Ms. Arto handle it." Advice from Gita. "How's Pa?"

"As long as Ms. Arto is willing, do not ask for a break-up.. just arrange Ma..!!" Reply Bang Dewa.

"Thank you Mom and Dad, I'm ready." Said Ms. Arto.

"Well.. Praka Arto is obliged to return the capital to my wife yes..!! I don't know the business, if about the money I do not follow, can the length of the business.don't let after this I'm a fuss with the wife." Bang Dewa said at length.

"Ready.. understood Dan..!!"

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