Divorce, Mother
episode 5's

After the night, where they committed adultery. Anwar tells his mother that he is currently back close to Nadin. Ms. Fatma agreed. The Nadin family, including a rich and distinguished family.

"When did you marry Nadin and divorce Vina?" ask Ms. Fatma. She went shopping with Sarah. They came back to Anwar's house.

"Mother, don't say it out loud. Vina will hear." whispered Anwar.

"Here, let him hear. Let him prepare himself." - denied Ms. Fatma.

Sarah, just listen to Mom and Mas talk that. He chose silence, because he was engrossed in his phone again.

"Aren't you going to marry Nadin?" whispered Ms. Fatma. Because he also did not want to argue with the child.

"I want to be Mom, but Nadin wants to be his only wife. He doesn't want to be second" Anwar said.

"That's why you just divorce Vina, so you can quickly marry Nadin. Mah's mother is more suited to Nadin. Moreover, he will still love you." said Ms. Fatma.

"Again, their families are rich, keep the seedlings of the weights clear. Not rich Vina, there is no origin." continued Miss Fatma.

Then Vina came to bring drinks and snacks for her in-laws.

"Sir, dong massage. My legs were numb, just been going around for shopping." asked Sarah arrogantly.

Vina was silent, actually she was willing to refuse. However, seeing her in-laws and her husband who did not respond to Sarah's words, she had to do it.

Not long after Adit and Saka went home from school, because they were in the yard of the house there was a Tantenya car, their feelings were immediately not good. Without saying hello, they went inside. They listened to the voice of Father, Grandma and Aunt again laughing. And their mother massaged Sarah's feet.

Adit and Saka immediately reprimanded Tanteenya.

"Tante, enough yeah. If indeed Aunt's legs are problematic let Abang call Mbah Ijah to be in the same order as him." cried Adit.

Sarah, Anwar, Ms. Fatma and Vina were shocked to hear Adit's screams.

"What the hell Bang. Your aunt is tired of shopping. He's just asking for help with your mother's massage." defended Anwar.

"Begging for help, but there's also an adab, Mother sitting down. You're laughing. Mother Aunt's incandescent, indeed if you are Mother how does she feel?" ask Saka.

" No need to fuss. Oo ya dik, earlier Grandma there buyin sister shoes the same clothes for Sister" said Ms. Fatma. He switched the conversation so that later Saka would not hate him. Saka is his favorite grandson.

Adit just fell silent, because he knew for sure Grandma only bought for Saka.

"Thank you Nek, for Brother?" Ask Saka. Though he knows, ever since Adit hit his Grandma and Tantenya. Adit is no longer considered a grandson by Ms. Fatma.

"Grandma's money isn't enough, after all your dad said he's working, right? So, you can buy it yourself" said Ms. Fatma.

"Yes, even though Adik also wants to work, but it is forbidden for both Brother and Mother." Saka.

Actually Saka did not like his Grandma too much, but he thought logically. If Grandma doesn't hate him. She did not hate her grandmother. Maybe, later in the future he needs his Grandma's help. Financial issues, for example.

"You don't have to work, if the pocket money is not enough, or you want to buy something, you can tell Grandma. Grandma will give it to you later. Whatever. Okay." asserted Ms. Fatma.

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At the Nadin apartment. After doing the routine like husband and wife. Nadin stressed to Anwar that he wanted to get married soon. He was tired of secretly having relationships.

"Actually you are not the intention, Mas, make me marry. I'm tired of it." complained Nadin.

"Why don't you just divorce Vina, I hate it when she knows it. If there is no one, maybe we are married" said Nadin.

Nadin left Anwar. But now it was as if he had forgotten.

"Mas can't divorce her Na, in this world she's nobody. He's Na himself." Anwar insisted.

"Keep Mas caring? Or is it still love?" nadin Beaver.

"Don't care, but Mas don't have the heart" said Anwar.

"But I'm the same." Nadin crying.

"Just get out, I'll be alone. Before you decide who you choose. I'm forbidden to come here again." throw Vina out.

Anwar left with gontai from Nadin's apartment.

Meanwhile, at 12pm, Aldi had just closed a copy shop. When he started the bike, it ran out of fuel.

"Damn, I could have forgotten the gas fill. Which one sells retail on the lid" Aldi said. He had to push his motorbike towards the gas station which was 1km away.

"There's something you can help with" said the driver of the car, who happened to be on the same road as Aldi.

"Doctor Iqbal, right? The Citra Husada hospital. Tempo day that took care of my Mother" said Aldi happy, because he met a known person. At least not a begal.

"Oo you're my patient's son huh?" ask Iqbal.

"I don't remember sorry, yes" Iqbal said.

"Yes, it's okay doc, after all the doctor's patients will be a lot" replied Aldi.

After, help Aldi and they tell each other stories. Only Iqbal remembered that Aldi was the son of Vina. Though eager to meet Vina, but considering he already married. His desire was buried.

From the moment of the meeting between Aldi and Iqbal they were friends. Iqbal often to his workplace Aldi, just chatting or coffee and ngeteh together.

"I'm comfortable being friends with a doctor, I feel like I have a father" Aldi said.

"Didn't you have a father?" Ask Iqbal. He used to ask about his father. Vina's time in the hospital.

"Indeed I still have a father, but the relationship between us is not good." muttered Aldi.

Flowing away, the story of how he who used to love his father so much that he turned into hate.

"Doctors know, for the past few months Dad did not do physical violence for Mother, but maybe Dad had an affair." Aldi stressed.

"Before, even though Dad was violent, he always came home on time. Evening stays overnight at home. Now Dad's coming home just to drop his dirty clothes. Whenever asked, he always reasoned to sleep where Grandma was" Aldi said.

Iqbal fell silent, should he protect his sister, and take her away. Or have to give a deterrent effect for Anwar because he dared to hurt the brother who is very dear.

Terimong Gaseh,

Saleum, from pidie.