DESTINY OF JAMILA
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Seeing the princess so happy after meeting her father. Mila's stance is faltering. He no longer wants to be with Irfan. That made it a huge dilemma. His chest was increasingly crowded to see the intimacy of the husband with his daughter who was still talking.

He might have gone back to Irfan. Irfan has broken their commitment. And Mila was afraid to be together again. Because, in these last six months the suspicious Mila, always asked. Does her husband have other women, and Irfan can always convince Mila if she doesn't cheat. But, in reality, the man was having an affair

"Mila, come with me for a second!" Bu Janna who saw Mila confused in a state of wailing, held her shoulder Mila.

"Oow.. What mom?" mila stammered, as she felt her shoulders touching.

Mila and Bu Jannah left the living room, which was followed by Mr. Mahmud. Irfan and his daughter Salsa are still in contact.

"Dad... Just coming home from the city, means at home a lot of ole-ole huh?!"

That was the last time Mila heard the conversation Irfan and their daughter Salsa, before they reached her backyard Mr. Mahmud.

Arriving behind his house, Mr. Mahmud. Bu Jannah invited Mila to sit in a bale made of bamboo covered with mango trees.

Huuff..

Ms. Jannah took a heavy breath. He looked at Mila who was sitting on the edge of the bale-bale who was seen wailing. Sadness and privateness were still clearly printed on Mila's face, which was illuminated by the lights and the full moon.

"Mom can feel the sadness that you are feeling right now Mila. Moreover, you prefer to cry more, blame yourself to lead to depression. Instead of aggressive reactions attacking your partner both physically and verbally. From your attitude it can be concluded how disappointed you are in Irfan." Said Ibu Jannah slowly full of caution.

Tests

The tears that had forced her out since then, were no longer unstoppable. Yeah, for two weeks. Mila continues to blame herself, finding out what her lack is, so Irfan cheated on her with Irene. Her former friend Mila works at a school she now teaches. Yes Irene used to be an honorary teacher. Unable to bear the meager salary of being an honorary teacher, Irene applied for a job at a gold mining company, and luck sided with the woman. He received work. And, two years ago he offered Irfan a job at the mine, because he could put Irfan in the company.

"Seeing Irfan's earnestness to come back to you. I think what's wrong with you is giving him another chance. Like her he really realized his mistake and wanted to improve himself "Extended Bu Jannah again with great caution.

Mila turned her head softly towards Bu Jannah who also looked sad at this moment.

"Mom, I haven't been able to forgive Mas Irfan. His depraved behavior just kept on running through my mind, Mom. Seeing it makes my blood boil mom." Reply Mila sobbed. His fingers quickly wiped his tears.

Huuff..

"Mom, we can't interfere in Mila's domestic affairs!" clearly, Mahmud was firm.

"Sir, I don't want to interfere. I just give you advice. Because, not necessarily if they get divorced, Mila's life will be happy. Not necessarily a better replacement. All the households have their exams sir!"

"Yes ma'am, but Irfan's mistake was fatal. He's adulterous mom!' mr Mahmud was upset.

" No man escapes his faults and sins sir. Irfan that I saw was already regretting his mistake and he wanted to change."

"If it really changed, there's no way he'd come here drunk!" said Mr. Mahmud quickly.

Huuff..

"Yes too? but, what's wrong. Mila, you give Irfan another chance. Who knows, he has already repented!"

Coughing...

The sound of Irfan's motorbike was heard to the back of the house.

"Sales.. Salsa Ma'am!" A shocked Mila rushed to drag her feet into the living room. So did Mr. Mahmud and Ms. Jannah.

"God... Oh....!" sobbing Mila ran quickly to the porch of the house, when she saw Irfan had taken Salsa away from the house.

"By.. The chest.... Chest, mom...!" Salsa waved her hand to Mila. The motor is now moving fast.

"Mas Irfan, don't bring Salsa...!" In the silence of the night, Mila screams calling her son and Irfa to stop.

"Salsa, come here son !" Mila collapsed on the road, when her legs could no longer catch up to Irfan's speeding motorbike.