
Finally the word that I wanted to hear from the mouth of Mas Angga came out as well, my heart ached when the marriage had to end because of the third person, the third person, even I didn't expect this could happen to me like a nightmare that became a frightening specter.
I am willing and sincere if he utters talak, the height of my anger when Angga defends his guilty mother. Being devoted to mother is not a problem, but the problem is his responsibility as a husband and also a negligent father.
I wiped away my tears so as not to be considered expecting my husband's return in my arms, the death of my future son caused by my own mother-in-law. It was hard enough for me to forgive them, I was always asked to be patient and also stoic when my little heart rebelled.
I saw Angga come out of the room and carry his bag of clothes, but my heart was amused as he kept on flirting with me. Hah, surely he wished that if I kept him from leaving the house, my sick heart would do it.
"Why is the road so long? Do I need to help you drag that bag out?" press me while folding both my hands looking at him intently heartless.
"I'm not leaving!" answer the Angga who threw his bag down, for now it is very difficult to get a place to live for free.
"Lho why? You forgot or pretended to forget, huh?"
"I want the rights of gono-gini's property."
My laughter spewed when Angga was confidently asking for his right, I clapped and occasionally held the stomach felt in tickle.
"Lawak ... jawak, what rights are you talking about Mas? What's?" I challenged him and stood over, the love that once radiated through the eyes leaving hatred and pain in it.
"This house must be divided by two!"
"You forgot what senile? After all, this house also existed before we were married and in my own name."
"Okay, I'll take this case when we hear." Threatening Mas Angga blinds me to a creepy laugh.
"I'm not afraid." I have dared to fight injustice that occurred, let me live with my two most important children without burden or inner pressure.
Mas Angga floated his hand about to slap my cheek which might offend him, I immediately blocked his hand and looked into his eyes deeply as well intensely. "I'm Dance, I won't let injustice happen to me and the kids. You don't have the right to slap me, Mas." I threw his hands rough, grabbed the bag lying on the floor and placed it onto the porch chair of the house. I moved both of my hands allowing her to leave my residence immediately, but she tried to prolong the problem and not forget to play the role of the protagonist who was hurt to get the attention of people.
"I'd rather live three lives with the kids, than eat the heart of a husband like you!"
I looked at him panted and decided to go inside the house and close the door, arranging the wounded heart to heal quickly.
Angga stepped away from the house of Dance, but in his heart was not willing to go from there. Now he has no place to live or money, his salary has been given to Siska who always lure him with a hot service.
"Where should I go? It's still a long time, ahh .. dizziness." Angga cursed annoyed, along the way always complaining and his heart in the ghost of revenge on the wife who soon became an ex-wife. "Look, what would he be without me? Most of the cake business is bankrupt." His monologue who continued to give a bad view without knowing the fate of the person in front of him.
The cell phone rang to stop him from talking all the way, even the people he was at odds with thought he was crazy. Angga is increasingly burdened when seeing from his name alone, who else if not Siska, women venting his desires while in the region of people.
"Mas, why aren't you here yet? I miss ... You don't miss the same electrocution shake from me?"
"I don't want to talk about it now, I'm dizzy again."
"Well, why the fuck?"
"Yes dizzy .. My mother is in prison and I'm also new to my wife's talaq."
"There must be a way, but it's also good that if you talak your wife who I can't, at least we can more freely reach the heaven of the world together."
"You what the hell, people are dizzy even in the tease continues. If you're like this, I want to eat you, baby."
"Aww... come here and sneak, I make you forget all your problems, mas."
"Okay, I'm there."
Angga hastily disconnects the phone to intercept a passing public vehicle, Siska's seduction makes him forget he still has a mother who is now languishing in prison.