Berondong Keborangan My Wife
Strive Hard

Samsul said it while shedding tears. The pain in his chest from his wife's betrayal rendered him helpless and poignant.

Mila kept begging him to give her a chance to re-knit the tangled threads she created.

"Pa! Please give Mama another chance, Pa. My mom promised to change!" Mila begged and adored her husband.

"Come Ma. Today, we finish it all. Get all your clothes done. I'll take you to the flocked place" said Samsul while picking up a large suitcase on top of the closet.

"No Pa! Mama won't go! Mama wants to stay here, live together with Papa .. hiks .. hiks .." - Mila moans while preventing her husband from expelling her.

"Enough Ma! Enough already! Does Papa have to accept a woman whose body is already on someone else's touch, is that it?" cut Samsul. A flash of anger was clearly drawn on his face.

Mila shook her head several times with both hands together and pleaded with the man who had accompanied her for three years.

"I'm sorry Mama Pa. "I'm sorry Mila said repeatedly. But Samsul did not budge.

"Come Intana. Help me put all my wife's clothes in!"

Intana quickly moved towards Samsul. Then the two were busy putting one by one Mila's clothes in the suitcase. Even though Mila tried to prevent. But Samsul no longer cares.

Why keep a dirty woman like Mila. Just because he can't give a living. His wife easily sought satisfaction out there to satisfy his desires.

"Pa! Please don't throw Mama out. Pa. .. " said Mila melirih.

Finished putting all his wife's clothes including jewelry. Samsul then brought a suitcase and several bags to the front porch of his house.

In front of the fence. There's a new black Avanza.

Mila suddenly gaping to see the existence of a new car parked in front of his house.

Apparently that day Samsul bought a new car.

"Pa. That's .. is Papa's car?" ask Mila stammering. I didn't think my husband could buy a new car.

"Come fast! I'll take you to Deni's!"

Roughly, Samsul grabbed Mila's hand to follow her. But Mila made a revolt by shaking her husband's hand.

No Pa! Mama won't go! My mom is pregnant!"

Samsul grinned.

"Papa knows Ma. Don't hurt Papa anymore. By saying your pregnancy. That baby ain't Papa's flesh blood."

Mila was increasingly helpless to hear her husband's confession. How much more regret and guilt towards her husband at that time. That man was very strong and strong.

"Ohiya Intana's. After I have cleared up this matter! I'll take you home" said Samsul, staring at Intana holding Mila's suitcase.

"Don't Mas! I don't want to go back to my husband!" Intana Jerit. The suitcase he was holding slipped out of his grasp after hearing Samsul's words. Then Intana hurriedly approached Samsul.

"Mas. Don't think about where I'm going. And don't ever think I want to go back to that vile husband of mine! I'd rather die than go back to her!" intana snapped while crying.

"Whatever! I don't want to see you two in my house! Moreover, you are still the status of a man's wife!"

"Enough!" Mila interrupted.

Mila had just raised her voice and it made Samsul and Intana surprised, for the first time, the woman who was being meek, that day began to show her emotions. Momentarily Mila cupped her face. Then lean against the wall of the living room. His shoulders shook violently. Her crying broke instantly.

Samsul remained unmoved. That day he had to finish it all. He was tired of seeing his wife's crocodile tears.

"Papa doesn't want to argue anymore. Come on, you two get in my car!"

Samsul spoke while putting two suitcases and one bag into his car that he had just bought.

The car was meant for Mila, as a birthday present. But before that happens. God gave him guidance through Intana.

His ex-lover reveals all his wife's infidelity.

"Pa we can talk about this well."

Mila continued to follow her husband while pleading and crying. Intana was in the car sitting in the back.

"Ok Pa's. I admit that my mom was wrong."

"A year of your body in the gauli of another man, obviously it's wrong, now there's nothing else you need to clear with Papa, ok! Come inside!"

Samsul then grabbed Mila by the wrist and forced her into the car.

Although Mila struggled and rebelled, her husband managed to get himself into the car sitting in front with Samsul.

After Mila was inside. Soon Samsul locked the trunk of his car and walked hastily and got into the car after it locked him.

While crying, Mila's eyes circulated to see the contents of a new car with a seat that was still wrapped in plastic.

"Your work Pa ngusir Mama .. " said Mila melirih.

Samsul Pokus to the streets ignored the words of his wife.

Intan also immediately tells the direction where he used to be and the taxi driver followed Mila, which is to go to the market.

On the other side. Mila kept crying. She still does not want to lose her husband. But no more apologies and Samsul. The man no longer wanted to be spoken to, Mila realized her mistake could not be forgiven just by her husband.

Now he has to come up with all the possibilities that will happen. The fate of his life with Samsul only got here. Can no longer be defended.

Not how long. The three of them were hired by Deni.

It looks like Deni is fiddling with his motor matic.

Saw an Avanza car stop in front of his house. Deni immediately stopped his activities and his eyes probed towards the car.

Bugs!

The sound of the car door made Deni a little shocked.

From inside the car came Samsul and walked towards the side of the car door to get Mila out of there.

"Let's get out!"

Roughly. Samsul pulls his wife's hand and takes her right in front of Deni.

"Om Samsul" Deni muttered.

Samsul then walked to his car to get his wife's suitcase and bag out.

In front of Deni, Samsul was still silent and busy picking up one suitcase and just storing it in front of the door. Then go back to begasi to take the other bag.

While Mila drowned her face in Deni's chest while crying hysterically.

"Mom, what is this," Deni whispered in Mila's ear while hugging Mila's body.

"Let's go in! There is something important I want to say!"

After storing all his luggage. Samsul asks Deni to enter the house.

Deni nodded faintly.

Samsul felt sick when he saw his wife in the arms of another man. In front of his eyes only. Mila dared to do that, especially behind him. The woman was blind, blind, heart-blind, and had no feelings.

Inside the house that still looks empty with the floor on the carpet floor. Deni invited Samsul to sit down.

The day finally happened. And Deni knew that, gradually his forbidden love with Mila would be exposed.

Samsul then sat cross-legged on the carpet with a face that could not be described. He tried his hardest to be calm to face the man who had enjoyed his wife's body.

Although his heart hurt like in seyat sembilu when looking at Deni's face. But he endured the anger that was mounting in his chest.

Deni and Mila sat next to each other while Samsul sat facing the two of them.

"Your name is Deni, right?" Samsul started the conversation.

"yes Om. My name is Deni."

Deni firmly said it.

"alright. I don't want to telephoto. Today is exactly ten in the morning. I am on behalf of Samsul Setiawan. I leave my wife to you, and I hope you take good care of my wife. Just like I used to look after him. Love him, love him. And never waste her."

With glazed eyes, Samsul tried to be strong and strong when the woman who had accompanied him for three years should he relinquish to the man who had destroyed his household. Pain indeed. But it's better not to hurt each other anymore.

Deni bowed helplessly looking at the face of the man who had hidden his wound. Even so Deni felt admiration for the figure of the man. He has a heart as strong as steel. And her love was so great towards Mila.

"Ba, good Om. I will always take care of your wife. Sorry if I've been hurting Om all this time."

"I DIDN'T COME HERE TO HEAR AN APOLOGY FROM YOU!" snapped Samsul with a reddened face holding back the overflowing anger. But he held it as much as possible.

Deni and Mila bowed.

"You're saying sorry! I have feelings. I'm sick in giniin! Do you cheat when you remember God!"

Then Samsul stood up and turned his body while punching the wall in front of him. To channel his anger that he could not do to the two shameless humans. Her tears melted back on her cheeks. Which man's heart can withstand being in such a situation. His pride was shattered. Because two people are selfish. For their lusts they are so wicked as to do mischief.

Mila and Deni were shocked. The two of them turned pale. Mila who was sitting next to Deni immediately turned her face in any direction.

"Why are you quiet! What I said is wrong!"

Samsul turned his body and stared furiously at the two creatures who had incised deep wounds.

Imagine, when he was sweating looking for rupiah. His wife is good at sleeping with other men.

I don't know how much his wife spent rupiah from the sweat to support the unemployed crowd.

Samsul really can't accept all that. As soon as possible, he will divorce Mila.