BABY SECRET
Chapter 2: Not Strong

“Gosh! What the fuck? Home like a broken ship!” yani—ibu in-law Sofia.

Sofia hurriedly wiped her wet eyes. Exit the room with a smile on her lips.

“Ma,” greet Sofia bent over, about to grab Yani's hand.

But the middle-aged woman brushed him off harshly. His eyes looked hard. “Daily, why? Not having children just never had time to clean up. Sleep you huh? What do you want to be? You son-in-law are useless!” yani snapped at her waist.

Yani never liked Sofia. He always gossiped about his daughter-in-law, without thinking about her feelings.

Sofia swallows her hard-earned saliva, “Sorry, Ma. Mas Reza's friends came and just got home. So I haven't had time to finish,” said Sofia immediately collected a few empty glasses.

“Reason for you! It's barren, it's a burden on the husband, it's lazy! Look at her sister Reza who just got married last month, already pregnant. You are two years old, you can't have children. Nyesel I comply with Mas Surya's request!” cibir Yani is heartless.

“DEG!”

Sofia's heart was squeezed by invisible hands. Pain to the heart. Even now his hands were trembling when he touched the glass. The handle missed, accidentally the crystal thing fell and broke.

“Tuh ‘kan? You destroyed everything in this house. Basic parasites of you!” yani Ompat. “Cih! I'm so tired of being here!” he walked away from there.

Sofia sat on the floor, her body trembling to embrace her knees, hiding a face that began to spurt tears. The tightness in his chest increased, until it was difficult to breathe.

After spilling her tears, Sofia went to the bathroom. The voice of Azaan has echoed in the mosque which is quite far from his home. He hurried to take ablution water and then perform prayers.

For a long time Sofia rested on the prayer mat, complaining to the creator, begging for clues to live her life in the future.

Sofia got up after almost an hour of sitting on a stretch of prayer mat, her eyes catching a suitcase in the corner of the room. Deep in his mind, leaving behind a house that was like the hell of this world.

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The darkness of the night bears witness to Sofia's departure. Leaving a million wounds in the house that she lived with her husband for two years.

Under the luminescence of the lights and the sparkle of scattered stars, Sofia stepped through several mounds of earth.

He crouched down on a tomb, sprinkling flowers that he had bought before. Then touch the tombstone that says the name Surya Reynaldi.

“Pa, Sofia apologize. Can't run papa's mandate well. Sofia failed, Pa. Sofia is really not strong anymore,” the fight with the woman while crying.

“May papa be sorry Sofia. Sorry if Sofia will visit Papa very rarely. Sofia pamit, Pa, assalamu’alaikum,” Sofia said as if talking to her father-in-law. Then move on, and leave the TPU.

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At midnight, Reza returned home drunk. His body staggered as he entered the quiet house iyu. Still as messy as the last time he left home.

"Ck! Sophia! Why don't you clean up, huh?! Sofia hick, village!” racau Reza breezed into the room.

His body immediately collapsed on the bed, so not strong, Reza did not even take off his shoes or change his clothes. His eyes were heavy, his head was also dizzy.

The next day, the sun was high. The wind blew until it was able to move the curtains of his room. The heat began to be felt in the room.

Reza blinked his eyes, the glare of light forcing him to close his eyes again. His arms raised against the base of his nose. “Ssssh! What time is it?” he was looking for a cell phone.

Reza's eyes glared when he saw the clock was showing at 11 p.m. “Sofia! Why don't you wake me up!” reza slammed the phone on the bed and rushed to the bathroom.

Finished cleaning the body, Reza frowned because he could not find a change of clothes in a normal place. “Where is the woman. I didn't wake up, I didn't get dressed! Ck!” the decak is upset waltzing towards the closet and reaching for the change of clothes originally. Even his clothes fell to the floor.

In a hurry Reza put on clothes and shoes. Reza's eyes again widened when he found the state of the house that is still like yesterday. Very messy.

“Sofia! Sophia! Where are you!” yelled Reza looking for his wife to every corner of the house. But, don't find anyone. The dining table was empty, there was no breakfast as usual.

The man was silent for a moment, returning to the room with a small run. And it's true that her suspicions when she opened Sofia's closet, were empty. Absolutely did not find the clothes of a single strand of thread.

“He left? Haha ... that lady hick went?” he nodded, closing the closet door again.

There was a foreign feeling that suddenly made him cramped. But Reza immediately dismissed those feelings.

“Halah, she's just a housewife. What could he be out there? Not long to be back!” thought Reza was underestimating. He rushed out of the house to the office.

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