Behind my In-laws silence

Behind my In-laws silence
Chapter 30 The Mouth of Mas Raka.


"So this is what you do in the hospital, huh?" tanya Mas Raka, with her neat makeup. The smell of perfume she always wears.


Looks good looks emanated," Anna, you deserve to sue me. Because you already have another man."


"Take your word, mas. Don't just talk," I screamed as I held the food Mr. Galih gave me.


"Open this man, who was brought by this buluk woman yesterday huh?" tanya Ajeng with makeup yes menor. Red lips like chili peppers he showed so proudly.


The old woman who became my father-in-law, drew closer to Radit. "Son, Radit. Honey it's grandma."


"Stop ma'am, don't touch my son" I ran to my mother-in-law.


Mas Raka was kind of upset by my words that forbid mother," Anna, how dare you ban mother. Huh."


"I'm sorry Mas Raka, I don't want my son to be traumatized again when your dirty hands touch my son" I told Mas Raka's family.


I don't care what I say if it hurts them. Now all I want is to be free from the unknown villain in front of me.


Mas Raka folded his hands together, he looked so very angry at me. From the look on his face, and also the teeth clashing against each other, staring intently at me.


"Anna, we're not criminals. Remember that," said Mas Raka.


I'm laughing, "if you're not criminals. What do you deserve me to call? Man does not know himself. What is human ...."


Not continuing my words, Mas Raka came closer to me, his sturdy hand now strangling my neck arrived.


Mr. Galih who saw Mas Raka hurt me swiftly, rubbed my husband's face.


Arbug ....


"Quick get the hell out of here. If your goal is just to cause trouble," hardened Mr. Galih.


I do not know how it would have been if Mr. Galih had not accompanied me until now, maybe they would have disobeyed me and dared to scare my children.


Radit hugged Farhan, he seemed so scared.


"Mas Raka, get the hell out of here." I shouted at Mas Raka.


The man who had been sitting on the floor, glanced at my face.


"Anna, I came here just to see Radit. Why did you throw me out?" ask Mas Raka.


"Mas, my son doesn't need a father like you. They can live without you, my father." My chuckle to Mas Raka.


Mother-in-law looks different than before, she looks more silent and does not argue much, either because she is tired of making me hurt.


"Anna, no matter what blood I've got." Kecam Mas Raka's.


"I don't care, the most important thing is that you get out of here. I remind you again, kids don't need you." My screams kicked Mas Raka out of the hospital.


The man now stood up, tidying his clothes from the dust that might have stuck. He's closing in on Radit.


"Radit, come with papah baby. You'd want to be equally revealing."


I tried to become a fortress in front of my son, so that Mas Raka would not approach Radit.


"Go quickly from here, Mas, I don't want Radit traumatized anymore because of you."


"Anna, I don't care."


Mas Raka got closer, staring at my face. He tried to grab Radit's hand, to where I threw his heavy hand.


"Keep away don't hold my son's hand. He has no right to touch."


Anger increasingly stirred, making Mas Raka arrived to shed tears, "quick go, Mas."


"Let's go, come with papah." rayu Mas Raka.


My son Lulu arrived crying, making the mother-in-law try to reach Lulu.


"Don't touch my son, Mom."


The old woman seemed to ignore my words, to where, I shouted." Once again I touch Lulu. I don't hesitate to make mom miserable."


I don't know if what I'm saying is true or not. Until the guards came and secured the mother-in-law and also Mas Raka.


"Anna, you're not fair. Radit is also my son. Except for that little man, I need Radit." Mas Raka's shout, made Farhan speechless.


"Be quiet, Mas." I cried.


The security guard continued to forcefully pull Mas Raka, making me try to approach Radit hugging his body as well as Farhan.


"Anna, before tomorrow's court. I will take the rights of my children from your hands" cried Mas Raka.


The mother-in-law who had intended to take Lulu, now went to her son who was forcibly assaulted by hospital guards.


"Anna, I hope you don't do this. I admit wrong, don't share with Raka, son, I love you, Anna."


The old woman left with a cry and also the hope that I would return to her family.


I sat down, approaching Lulu crying. Radit remained silent with Farhan.


"Until when will they be like this, I'm afraid if I part. They'll keep taking Radit and Anna."


"Hey, Anna. Don't be weak, stay in your mind. Tomorrow you have to be ready to fight them, I'm sure you can."


"But sir. I've sued Mas Raka but she's like that."


"That's a man, when we get close he tries not to care. But on the other hand, he was afraid. And try to do something to make him win. So you don't lose, don't be weak."


I tried to gently wipe away the tears flowing down my cheeks.


"Later in the afternoon we go back to your brother's house, I will ask at your Brother's house, to put up a medical landing, and also you are more calm to keep Radit."


The cold man beside me, making my cry now subside," Thank you Mr. Galih."


"Well, why did Papah say that?"


Deg ....


Farhan's words made me and Pak Galih turn towards him. "Farhan, listen to what Mamah said first. Isnar ...."


"Why didn't Mom tell me? Why is Mamah honking all this?"


I did not expect that Farhan would cut my conversation, he looked saddened by the fact that he heard from the mouth of Mas Raka, the man he always considered his own papah.


I started putting Lulu on the chair, after my daughter stopped crying. Mr. Galih just kept quiet, staring at me.


"Farhan, honey. What papah said."


Farhan threw out my right hand immediately, "Mom why is he evil, why didn't you tell me?"


I do not understand the attitude of a boy if he experiences a situation that makes him disappointed, he tends to become angry and uncontrollable.


"Farhan listen first said mamah, do not you cut the plots mamah continue son. It's hard to explain it to you."


Farhan looked at me in the direction of my face, his eyes were completely different, unlike usual, he looked so disappointed.


"Farhan, son."


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