
"What is this, Son Argha? If there is a problem, we should talk carefully. Don't get carried away by emotions. Remember Nak, emotion is one of the whispers of the devil," Grandpa Wira said, trying to talk nicely with his granddaughter-in-law.
"Gintani is having an affair," replied Argha without further ado.
Back Grandfather Wira was surprised to hear Argha's reply.
"But how is it possible? All this time Grandpa always educated Gintani well. He can't possibly do such despicable deeds" Grandpa Wira said. There is a sense of dislike when the granddaughter-in-law accused her granddaughter of doing nothing.
"You can ask your own grandchildren. Gintani is not as good as you think. He sold himself to me when he was a girl. And now, when we've made our promise, I think Gintani can change, but in fact, it's the same. He was never satisfied with one man. Once a whore then forever will remain pelaβ"
"Enough Mas! Stop all your words!" Gintani cuts Argha's sentence. He could no longer bear to hear Argha's insults.
"Why? Do you mind? Hey, self-conscious donk! Isn't that the reality that exists about you, you cheap lady!" Argha started yelling at Gintani.
"Enough Son of Argha! This is my home, and it would be very rude if Nak Argha was being rude in someone else's house. Now, please go home. If your goal is only to restore Gintani, I think I have accepted it. From now on, you have no rights to my grandson. The door is still open, I think you know where the door is going" Grandpa Wira said as he passed to his room.
"I think what Grandpa said was clearly the venerable Mr. Argha. Please leave here. And one more Mr. Argha, I make sure you will regret it if one day the truth is revealed" Gintani said with emphasis.
"Currently, don't ever speak the truth in front of me. In fact, you were indeed born a despicable woman, and forever will always be like that!" argha replied, furious.
Gintani took a few steps closer to her husband, her ex-husband.
Plaque!
A hard slap landed beautifully on Argha's smooth cheek. "This slap is not worth the insults you have inflicted on me. But I hope, this slap you will always remember before you insult a woman. Listen to me carefully Mr. Argha Son of Adisastra. I don't have any evidence to defend myself. But I am sure God never sleeps. Someday you will take back all your words, Lord Argha. Catch that!"
After being satisfied to express his heart, Gintani went to the room. He also ignored the existence of Argha and Tuan Jaya. Until the second they left, both Gintani and Grandpa Wira, did not want to see him. Until Argha and Tuan Jaya had to say goodbye to Bik Susan and Mang Rakib.
There was a sense of tightness in Argha's heart as he left the house. I don't know, but half his soul seems to be left in that house. All the warmth and tenderness of his wife began to dance around in his mind. Suddenly a feeling of longing tickled his heart. But no! They are no longer husband and wife. They had parted ways, and it was the best way before they hurt each other.
Without delay, Argha and Tuan Jaya returned to their town.
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Gintani laid his body on the bed. Today was really exhausting. Physically and birth-wise, it is exhausting. Her tears melt when she remembers her husband's insults. She really never expected to have to suffer this kind of fate in her marriage.
What is this test, God? Why do You punish me for a mistake I did not make. I really don't understand myself, why did I get to that place? Nando's? Yeah, I should call Nando and ask him what really happened that night?
Gintani grabbed her bag. He pulled out his cell phone from his bag. Gintani tries to contact Nando. But apparently, Nando's number is no longer active. Several times Gintani pressed Nando's name in his contacts, but the results remained the same.
Gintani becomes convinced that this is just a dirty game to destroy his relationship with Argha. Butwhy? What's behind all this? And why would Nando do all this? What is Nando's relationship to his marriage?
"Aargha!"
Gintani held back his head which hurt. The more Gintani thought about it, the more it hurt his head. Gintani got up and went to the bathroom. Maybe the cold water on his body, could make the weight on his head slightly disappear. Gintani began to clean himself up.
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"How's Lex, all the preparations are in order?" ask Alex Heru who he has made his assistant.
"Everything's ready, Her. Just wait for the day" replied Alex.
"Well, we invited some community leaders and residents around Lex. I don't want them to misunderstand the operation of this factory in their area" said Heru.
"Of course, the invitation for community leaders has been spread. As for the residents, maybe later in the afternoon we will announce in the mosque," replied Alex.
"A good idea. Hopefully this factory can bring blessing to the residents here," said Heru.
"Aaminn .. I'm sure a blessing, Her. With the reopening of this factory, the citizens can return to being productive people" Alex said.
"Yes Lex, you're right. I'm glad they finally have another job to support his wife's child" said Heru.
"Absolutely. As a representative of the residents here, I thank you because Mr. Khairuman Heru Satria has been willing to open this abandoned factory into a productive factory again," alex said, bowing half his body
"What the hell, Lex. Don't flatter me like that, ah. This is also thanks to the support of you and the workers" Heru replied.
"Hahaha, but really, right? Had you not come to this village, maybe forever this factory will be an old factory that is not taken care of" said Alex.
"Hmm, it could be."
"Eh, by the way, what is your motivation for coming to this village? There's no way, isn't it, this secluded old factory could have caught your attention so far?" ask Alex, curious.
"Hahaha .. It could have been you, Lex. But honestly, I came here just to calm my heart," replied Heru.
"From?"
"The obvious one is from a woman, hehehe...."
"Indeed, everywhere, a woman always makes men's hearts uneasy" Alex said.
"Hahaha, you could have, lex!"
Heru and Alex laughed at their fate which was not much different.
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