Being a Married Husband Himself
chapter 4
"Just look at you, after this you will cry blood apologizing and prostrate at my feet to return to this house, and I will no longer be Judy. Please enjoy your poor life, you arrogant, useless woman!" hendik Haris before leaving the house.
Dara just stared flatly at her husband's departure, the wound was too deep, no more a drop of tears falling, which there was hatred and pain with a million regrets.
"Go, not I, but you. We see, who will come begging pity after this?" lirih Dara closed the door and locked it from the inside.
Night crawled late, but Dara was still awake, her eyes did not feel the slightest drowsiness. His heart was increasingly claustrophobic thinking about the fate that will be lived after this. Even though Dara graduated from college, but if she had to work leaving her daughter still did not have the heart, Hilya was still too early to be forced to be independent. Not sorry for letting Haris go, but his heart felt relieved, could take off men who often hurt his heart.
Haris is nothing in Dara's life anymore.
His love is dead with disappointment that is increasingly mountainous.
"Do I have to make an effort to make an order for cake and rice boxes?
It can be done at home and promoted on a mobile phone, so I don't have to leave Hilya. Okay, Dara! Okay, you should be able to, God willing! Bismillah!" Dara encourages herself with confidence in her heart, must be able to meet the needs of her own life for the sake of the baby without having to be a burden on her parents.
"Tomorrow I'll go to the market, make jewelry and shop to make my sales testi. Yes Robb, launch this effort of mine, and ease my way in reaching your Rizki!
Aamiin's." Dara continued to speak for herself and her lips were on her back with a burning spirit in the bottom of her heart. It will prove, if he is able to survive better without Haris.
At two o'clock in the morning, Zahra was finally able to shut down, although only a few hours before the dawn prayer woke her from the sound.
Czechoslovakia! Czechoslovakia!
Zahra took some merchandise photos that would be promoted on her social media accounts, especially Watshap.
Some pastries, wet cakes and also a boxed rice menu.
Dara took so slick every food photo uploaded.
Not to forget, Dara activates privacy to Haris contacts and the rest of her family, Dara does not want if her activities are monitored by her husband and family, because they will continue to fall down with a variety of painful comments.
After he finished uploading, ten minutes later, there were some friends who started asking for his merchandise, some even started ordering. Dara was very grateful, Allah was so good in helping his servant windfall.
As Dara coolly replied to the customer chat, the phone rang from Dina's contact.
"Hallo, Asalamualaikum!
Yes, Din. What's up?" greet Dara after picking up a phone call from Dina.
"Waalaikumsallm, you're actually selling the same rice box cake, Ra?" sahut Dina was curious, ascertaining the truth of the status that his best friend made in the watshap.
"Yes really dong, Din.
Now I'm going to start self-study, providing for my needs with Hilya. Last night, Haris and I had a fight and he was kicked out of the house. Already engap and heartache with his behavior." said Dara honestly as it is, even his voice sounds ordinary, no longer sad like yesterday.
"Well, good news. But did you really throw Haris out?"
"Yes, let him go home to his mother's cramped house, and this is also the home of my parents, if he could just as casually and with the same heart as me and his son, why can't I be like him?
I'll take care of the divorce papers, Bismillah, I hope my efforts are smooth, so I can take care of it soon."
"Aamiin, insyallah there must be a way.
Men model like the hariis is indeed worthy of being thrown in the trash.
Oh yes, about the idea yesterday, Riani agrees and is ready to help you.
If you can, later in the afternoon I plan to go to your house with Riani and her fiance. We're putting together a plan to teach Haris that lesson."
"Well Alhamdulillah, really Riani does not mind, what will the relationship with her fiance be?
I'm afraid their relationship is in trouble because of my problems."
"You calm down, insyallah not!
Then we will talk about the next plan in your house. Can you?"
"Can! I'm always at home, never anywhere. You just come. Just like incip incip incip testi trading me!"
"Well, if that doesn't mind dong.
"Yes yes, I will continue working first. I will be there later in the afternoon. Asalamualaikum!" pamit Dina and end the conversation with Dara.
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"Why is loe's face tangled so, Ris?" I guess people don't eat for a week!" tegur Abit Haris division's first friend.
"For sprains same wife, she kicked me from home alone, crazy no?
Basic brash wife, already ugly pretend and arbitrarily mena." harris murmured with a dislike face.
"You mean, again fighting the same bini keep loe in the drive? hahahaha, Haris, Haris!
Therefore, so the husband must be kind and gentle with the wife, at most you are stingy with your wife, he must be angry!" reply Abit who immediately laughed mockingly heard the words Haris. Abit had memorized the outside in what kind of nature Haris who calculations the same others even the same wife himself.
"Who is he, do not expect to be able to buy my money, will not be able to. The one who worked my death, how he who other people want to spend my money as he pleased, I'm not that stupid!" saris without shame.
"What's?
Loe said that loe's wife was someone else?
You fucking wacko, Ris!
Your wife is entitled to the results of your work, you have married her, it means she has become your responsibility, clothing, food, board. Don't follow the study, don't keblinger you!" sahut Abit who is geleng with Haris mind that can not be digested with his common sense.
"Only you are stupid, want to be blackmailed by your wife. If I was ogah ya!
You're the stupid one, don't take me!" reply Haris fiercely stare dislike towards Abit who gawked at the comment from Haris.
"Your crazy base, Ris!
Look, you're gonna have to mess up someday.
And when it comes, it's too late, Dara will no longer forgive you. Ready to be ready to live your hard life, because it has hurt and abandoned your wife's child." grumbled Abit who immediately left Haris in his room, annoyed with the thought of his coworker. Dinasehati many times never well mempan.
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#Scoffs of Eve (ongoing)
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#Second woman (Finished)
#False love is wrong (Lone)
#Love wrapped in Lust (ongoing )
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