Derana Wasted Wife

Derana Wasted Wife
DERANA CHAPTER 45



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After performing the dzuhur prayer service, Usman contacted Farel. He asked Farel to meet him at home. But Farel did not heed his father-in-law's request. Farel reasoned that he was working on a project in the city.


Usman decides to go to town to meet Farel at his workplace. He was determined to ask for an explanation from Farel today as well.


"Sir, mother came --" said Ratri with a pinched face.


"Ndn't do Mom. Don't come along! I don't want to, I messed up my father's intentions."


"Sir, the problems of Derana and Nak Farel must be discussed in a good way. When later asking for an explanation from our daughter-in-law, you should not be ignited emotions! Who knows, Derana made a big mistake that made Nak Farel angry and decided to leave Derana at the terminal."


"Father was very careless to hear the words of Mother who always defended Farel and looked for our daughter's fault. Open your eyes wide, so you can know what is wrong and what is right! Honestly, I feel, I've lost my identity. Mother is not the gentle, compassionate woman you knew before." Usman slightly raised the intonation of the voice because it ignited emotions when he heard Ratri's speech.


He really did not understand ..why his wife was still determined to defend the son-in-law who had clearly had the heart to throw Derana in the terminal and even seemed to blame Derana-daughter of their birth.


"Here you go, if you're still defending our son-in-law, you're the one who's going to town to see Farel."


"But Sir--"


Usman breezed away regardless of the words his wife wanted to say.


Being ignored by her husband, Ratri yelled in annoyance and uttered threatening words.


The middle-aged woman, who is still influenced by false science, threatens to drive Usman and Sukma out of the house if Usman does not bring her along to the city to meet their son-in-law.


Usman remained indifferent. He really did not care if Ratri would prove the threat posed by him. He thought it better to be driven out of the house than to constantly sacrifice the happiness of Derana-daughter whom he had raised lovingly.


"Sir, Sukma is coming yes -" Sukma pinta is waiting.


"No need, Nduk! Let me just meet your mother-in-law."


"Sir, Sukma doesn't want father why-not. Sukma was afraid if Mas Farel asked his men to gang up and beat up Mr--" Sukma expressed his anxiety.


"Farel could not have dared to tell his men to gang up and beat up the father. Lha wong Farel's men know many familiar fathers." Usman reviewed his smile and gently rubbed his daughter's rikma.


"Anyways, Sukma still follows Sir. After meeting Mas Farel, we go to Rana's employer's house. Sukma misses out on Rana, sir. Sukma wants to see Mbak Rana --"


Usman could not bear to see his youngest daughter's face framed wistfully. He relented and allowed Sukma to go to the city with him.


"Wait!" Ratri blocked the motorcycle driven by Usman by stretching his hands.


"If you and Sukma remain determined to leave, do not expect the door of this house will open again for you."


"Serah Mother. Even if the door of this house does not open again for us ndak pa-pa. We can still sleep in my parents' house" Usman said in a loud voice.


"My daughter Rana is not a child of the devil, Mom. He's our son. If Rana's a son of the devil, that means her mother's demon."


After replying to Ratri's words with sarcasm, Usman rattled his tail motorcycle - leaving Ratri chanting an expletive and words unworthy of hearing.


For two hours, Usman drove his tail motorcycle, penetrating the hustle of the city of Jogja in the scorching afternoon.


Arriving in front of the building being worked on by Farel and his men, Usman stopped the speed of the motorcycle and asked Sukma to go down.


Then he put down his tail motorcycle before they swung the limb-to meet Farel.


"Farel-" Usman's voice diverted Farel's attention and the workers were stirring the cement. They compactly turned their head towards the origin of the sound and put on a face full of questions.


"Mr? Why, you come to my place of work?"


"Rel, I need an explanation from you."


"What explanation, sir?"


"Explain to me, why did you leave Derana at the terminal? Did you deliberately throw away my daughter?" Usman lowered his tone of voice. He tried to hold back the already turbulent outbursts of angry flames in his chest.


Farel answered with a split question that was written by Usman-man who is still his father-in-law. "Yes. I deliberately dumped Dera in the terminal because she was useless. Dera can't give us offspring, so why keep her as a wife? I want to part with Dera, sir--"


Usman slashed Farel's speech by slapping Farel's cheek and leaving a trail of red tinge. "Less a-jar!" he said with an intonation of a rising voice followed by a stare.


"If you want to part with my daughter, you should have returned her to me in a nice way, instead of throwing her in the terminal! You're a be-jat guy who has absolutely no sense of responsibility. I'm sorry I married my daughter to a beat man like you." Usman vented his anger by blurting out sarcastic words.


As a father, Usman was not willing if his daughter was treated like a piece of trash. Dumped after feeling useless.


"Listen to Farel, until whenever I will not forgive you! Right now you can still laugh and have fun on top of my daughter's suffering, but know that Gusti Allah mboten sare. God never sleeps. He heard the ink that was cast by His despised servant. Later, you will feel what my daughter is currently feeling. You'll regret having thrown away the gemstone. You'll rest on Derana's soles and ask her to come back. And if that time comes, I'll be the first to kick you out on the street."


Satisfied with his anger, Usman turned his heels and walked away, followed by Sukma walking behind.


Inwardly, Usman recited the promise. He will help Derana to arrange the divorce process so that her daughter is immediately separated from Farel.


He did not care about the wrath of his wife-ratri. The most important thing for Usman is the happiness of Derana ....


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