Divorce, Mother
Vina's Loss

Rasti is being monitored. Now he's been put in intensive space. Because until now he was not aware. Even when he was called, he did not respond to anything.

Iqbal, whose picket hour is up, just called his wife. He told Vina to go to the hospital. Vina, who was told by her husband, certainly did not refuse. Because he thinks. Maybe her husband misses her.

Get to it. Iqbal recounts what happened to Rasti. At first Vina's face was immediately red with jealousy. However, after finding out the reason, he only wanted Vina to call Rasti's parents. Because when the hospital called they refused to come. Because they no longer consider Rasti a child. Because Rasti refused to marry a rich man who wanted to make her the third wife.

Vina refused to call Rasti's parents. However, he also did not have the heart after seeing the state of Rasti who was still unconscious.

"We will go there, if you allow son Iqbal to marry our daughter Rasti" Husin said, as Vina had explained who she was.

Vina immediately leaned towards her husband. Iqbal, who did not know what Mr. Husin was saying, immediately kissed the head of his wife. Then Vina just immediately decided on a unilateral call.

"So, this is what you mean you tell me to call your in-laws Mas? Tega you Mas." said Vina with glazed eyes, and straight out of her husband's room.

Iqbal, who did not know because his wife sulked just scratched his head.

"I'm wrong again." Iqbal said, then cleaned his bag. Get ready to go home.

Vina, looking back. However, Iqbal did not go after him. And it made her feel sad and disappointed. And he went straight to the taxi, which happened to be driving people who were visiting the hospital.

Iqbal, get to the parking lot. He dazed looking here and there. However, Vina was not there as well as in the surrounding shady places. Even on the phone, the number is not active. Iqbal decided to go home.

Arriving home, Iqbal asked the Assistant who was, ironing. However, he said that Vina had not returned yet. Finally he went back out, and headed to Saka's cafe. Saka also said that the mother did not go there. And Saka even enjoyed the frantic face of his Father in an effort to find his Mother.

"Why are you guys, Dad?" asked Saka while chuckling.

"Brother doesn't know either. Your mother, angry for no reason." lamented Iqbal. Then he wanted to find Vina again.

Iqbal, it's still a mess looking for where Vina went. Until he finally called Adit. Let her know if she's angry for no reason. Adit is just like Saka. Laughing, hearing Iqbal's voice like a depressed person.

"Calm down, Father. Later if Mother comes here. I'll call you." Still chuckling.

"All right, thank you."

Iqbal, decide to go home. Before returning home he stopped by the park near the compound. Goods the time Vina was there. However, nil, Vina was not there. Though Vina often asked her permission to enjoy the afternoon in the complex park.

When I got home, Iqbal lived alone. Because ART is all home. He went straight to the kitchen. Empty food. So, she took the initiative to cook. Then his wife will come home by herself. Until finally, a photo goes into his WA account. There he saw that Sarah was stroking Vina's lower back. I can confirm that Vina is crying.

Iqbal, contact Syahril directly.

"You why the hell? I used to wait for Vina. Turn already can, even want to stay in marriage again." scolding Syahril with a voice like in detention.

"meaning?" ask Iqbal. "Please, take care of him. Don't let go, before I pick him up." turn off the call and rush to get the car keys.

Before long, Iqbal gets to Sarah's house. He was immediately greeted by Shahril who glared in the style of mother-daughter berating her son. That is, hands on the waist.

"Can you clear? Why would you want to reverse it with Rasti?" shahril asked as soon as Iqbal arrived before him.

"What's really going on? I was astonished. Who wants to marry Rasti anyway?" cerocos Iqbal's.

"Oh my goodness ... He misunderstood. I didn't even know Mr. Husin proposed to me. And I don't know if Vina's actually angry either." chuckle Iqbal scratched his bend.

Then Iqbal went inside. He headed to the guest room occupied by Vina. When the door opens. Vina just glanced cynically. He had guessed that Syahril would have told Iqbal. Own mistake. Why run to Sarah's.

"Honey. Sorry." said Iqbal. He sat on the edge of the bed, while Vina lay down.

"I'm sorry." Iqbal repeated, seeing that Vina did not respond to anything.

"Why are you sorry?" asked Vina who refused to look at her husband.

"Because, you're angry. Because because of Mas, you so run away here." massage the legs of Vina who is still under the blanket.

"Mas really doesn't know. If Mr. Husin asks me to marry Rasti." Iqbal explained.

"If you don't know. Why should I call your ex-in-law? Can also be by myself. Continue, tell me to see Rasti's condition again. And there are many doctors there. Why should I take action. It was on purpose, let Rasti hope for you again. You still love him, right? That's why it's Mas who gives him action" said Vina, a typical female. Ask two words. The answer is like a train.

"Yes, I'm wrong, I'm sorry" Iqbal said. Because it's useless to argue. The winner is still Vina.

"Keep, why didn't you come after me?" ask Vina again.

"Yes, because of Mas, don't know you're angry baby. So, Mas get ready for us to go home together." said Iqbal on throw pillows by Vina.

"Mas, you know where I'm from?"

"From Syahril." honestly Iqbal.

"Mas ... So, you're not looking for me? If Mas Syahril doesn't tell. I spent the night here."

"Come find it. I'm looking all the way to the cafe and keep calling Adit. Also looking into the garden." bela Iqbal.

"Really?" whinek Vina started to melt.

"Don't believe it, we're asking the kids." Get the phone out of his pocket.

"Alright," said Vina happily. He's flattered. Because Iqbal was trying to find him.

"Hello, son .." Iqbal said as he looked at Adit and Saka's faces. Iqbal made a video call to contact Adit as well as Saka.

"Yes Father." reply Saka. Adit just waved his hand. They saw that her mother was leaning on Iqbal's shoulder.

"So, Mr. to the cafe right, Looking for Mommy. And also contact Adit asking about Mommy." asked Iqbal smiling.

"Mr didn't go to the cafe" Saka said spontaneously.

"Mr, did call here. But don't ask about Mommy." said Adit follow-up. And Vina instantly distanced her body from Iqbal's hold.

"You." cried Iqbal.