FORCED CHEATING
96PREPARE PART 2

Sofi was allowed to go home today. Although Ramzi did not show his attention directly, but he immediately monitored the news of his wife through the butler.

“Alright, I'll be home early.” Ramzi closed his conversation with the butler through the phone line.

Chequek.

The door of Ramzi's room opened, Jane's face appearing with a bright smile.

“Hay, are we going to have fun tonight?” Jane sits in front of Ramzi, giving him the papers to sign.

“Go by yourself, I have to go home sooner.” Ramzi said while checking the file.

Jane looked at him with a mocking smile.

“Are you worried about Sofi?”

“Yes, she just got home from the hospital.”

“Good if you have started to pay attention to him.” Jane is indifferent.

Ramzi did not respond, after finishing with his file he gave it back to Jane.

“Oya, please rearrange my meeting with the ministry of religion the day after tomorrow. I want to take a leave.”

“Cuti?” Jane can't believe it. “You're all right?”

“Yes, for the next two days I want to spend time at home only. And you please handle everything.”

“Yes, Ram. Come on, we desperately get a lander from this government, and now when it's a deal you'll want to rearrange our meeting with them. Not very professional!” Omel Jane is upset.

“Terden! I told you Papa, maybe Papa can replace me.”

Jane quiet.

Ramzi preparing.

“Please tidy up my desk. I'm first.” Ramzi said after seeing the clock on his wrist that showed it was almost 4pm.

“Well Mr Ramzi Alatas.” Cynical Jane.

Ramzi grabbed the keys to his car. “Thank you Jane. Next time we'll definitely go have fun again.” Say it with a smile.

“Yes, call me whenever you need.”

Ramzi soon passed, in his mind was already impatient to see the state of his wife. And on the way he stopped by the flower shop to buy white chrysanthemums. He remembered from a teenager Sofi liked chrysanthemums later when he arrived home he would ask the waiter to put it in the vase of Sofi's room, so that Sofi did not know that he was the one who bought it.

The Alatas family residence.

The butler heads to Sofi's room with Mr. Alatas.

“How are you doing, son-in-law?” Say hello to Mr. Alatas as soon as he saw Sofi.

Sofi raised her face knowing who was coming.

“Do not pay attention to me.” Furious Sofi stared intently at her father-in-law.

Mr. Alatas smiled.

“Yes, maybe you shouldn't be worthy of attention. Basic women have no self-esteem, still good your baby who does not have a father is dead.”

Sofi silently watched her father-in-law return her sharp gaze. The servants all lowered their heads, as if not hearing what the two people were talking about. Sofi felt completely destroyed.

“Leave him, no one enters this room without my permission.” Mr. Alatas' orders to the waiter then walked out and followed all the servants.

The kreb!

Sofi's room door was closed.

Sofi's cry broke out as soon as she was alone. I don't think he has the spirit of life anymore. Especially what he has to fight for. Her fetus is the only reason she is strong to live life, because she will definitely marry the man she loves Mirza. But now the baby is gone. Sofi was hysterical, and yelled like a doormat.

"Aaaarrhg......"

PRANGS!

BRUK!

BRUK!

PRANGS!

In an instant, Sofi's room was poranda. Buga vase and broken wall decoration scattered. Sofi's hand clenched firmly with anger rising in her chest.

“You have to pay for this all.” Grumpy Sofi. “Look at me, you guys must have been crushed in my hands, I swear!”

PRANGS!

For the last time Sofi threw a mirror with a perfume bottle until it broke into pieces.

“Why are you all here? How is Sofi?” Ramzi asked who had just arrived at the servants gathered downstairs.

They all lowered their heads, no one dared to open their voices.

“Papa who ordered them all to get down.” Mr. Alatas' voice surprised Ramzi.

“What's up, Pa?”

“Ask women ja**ng it!”

Without much further questioning Ramzi immediately headed to his room upstairs after simply putting the flowers he brought to any place.

Ramzi was shocked to see the state of his room like it had just been hit by a tsunami and earthquake.

“Sofi, what is this?” Pekik Ramzi's.

“Good you go home!” Sofi approached her husband.

THE PLAQUE!

One slap was given by Sofi on Ramzi's right cheek.

Ramzi who did not have time to avoid feeling the heat on his cheeks due to the sudden slap of Sofi.

“What the fuck are you doing?” Ramzi growled while curling Sofi's hand back.

Sofi grimaced in pain.

“Don't be rude to me!”

BRUK!

Ramzi pushed Sofi's body to the floor. Sofi immediately got up, despite the pain she felt.

“You deserve that! You and your father have conspired to eliminate my fetus, I will not remain silent! You're fucking criminals! Not content to hurt my family, now you take the only precious one from me!” Said Sofi full of anger while trying to attack Ramzi back.

Hup!

This time Ramzi was more prepared, and gripped firmly Sofi's wrist.

“Try it if you dare to do anything to me!” Threaten Ramzi with a grin on his face and throw Sofi's hand rough.

He immediately went out and down the stairs. All his good plans are ruined. Now he must consider Jane's invitation this afternoon.

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“Tante Via ...” Welcome Ica cheerfully as soon as she sees her beloved Aunt coming to her house.

Ica immediately ran towards Via and jumped into his tantric embrace.

“Pelan-pelan darling, Aunty Via's stomach will have baby grandpa.” Tia warned her daughter.

“Oh yes, sorry to forget.” Ica's small smile expands. "Sorry yes, Aunt.” Ica Vocabulary.

“Iya, darling.”

“Om Mirza, bring souvenirs for Ica, Om?” Todong Ica shamelessly on Mirza.

“Oh, yes until forgot.” Mirza walked back to her bike and opened the seat to pick up something in the trunk of her seat. “Ica's favorite grapes..” Exciting Mirza.

“Yeii, max yes Om.” Welcome Ica cheerfully.

They then entered and sat in the not-so-extensive living room.

“Luck Mbak Tia is at home.” Say Via later.

“Memang Mbak is also at home every day Vi, if not ngajar.” Tia Sahut. “Oya, where are you from? How did Tumben play here? And that ... new motor huh?” Leaning Tia while looking at the motorbike parked in her yard.

She smiled, then exchanged looks with her husband.

“Ekhem, “Mirza.

“Eh, why? Thirsty, Za?” Ask Tia. “For a while yes, Mbak made a drink first.”

“Oh, no. No, Mbak.” Sergey Mirza. “Not that, he means. I'm the same Via came here it just want to tell you if we now already do not live in our house anymore.”

Tia was silent for a moment digesting Mirza's sentence alright.

“Meanway? You guys moved?” Tanya Tia later.

“In town?” Tia surprise. “Why? How come you guys didn't say that anyway? Since when?”

“New two days ago.”

“But why?” Pursue Tia curious. “Don't you love that big house left empty?”

Mirza sighed softly.

“This is all for the common good, Ma'am. Essentially, Via and I agreed to rebuild the family economy from scratch. Do you know how my mother is? And how has his attitude been all this time on Via?” Mirza glanced at his wife.

Tia looked alternately at Via and Mirza alternately then nodded slowly.

“Everything I love for mom, I have nothing now. And in the near future I will go sailing again, Via is pregnant, I want to take care of Ms. Tia yes. Occasionally visit Via in the city, Mbak.” Mirza asked for understanding.

“You don't worry, Za. Via kan Mbak own sister, there is no way Mbak will be the same he.”

“Max Yes, Mbak.”

Tia nodded again. “But why not find a contract here anyway? Let Mbak nengokin Via every day?”

“Well, how is it different from living in an old house? I will definitely wiri wara again, which is Via even added stress.”

Via directly nudged her husband's arm with his right elbow.

“Not so bad, Mas.” Protest Via. “indeed as long as we are married, if you stay sailing I become stressed?” Via throbbing annoyed.

“Yes not so, baby. I'm just worried about.”

The three of them chuckled, while Ica appeared to be skinning wine in front of the TV after she washed her favorite fruit herself in the back.

Shortly thereafter, the distinctive sound of Aryan's duck motorbike entered the courtyard. Tia immediately stood up to welcome her husband home.

“Home home, Mas?" Sapa Tia grabbed her husband's hand to kiss him.

“Iya. Uh, that's your new bike, Za? Ask Arya.

“Iya, Mas.”

“Wah, great! I'm just a motor from the era of Japan does not change, you have bought again!” Seloroh Aryan's.

“Wah, long time ago Mas. Let Ma'am Tia be the story.” Answer Mirza origin. “Ya already dear, we say goodbye.” Take Mirza then on Via.

“Lho, where are you going?” Tia wonder.

“Iya, I came even on the go anyway?” Arya followed wonder.

“Mau to mom's house, right we also have not told you if we moved house.”

“Moving home?” Replacement is now Arya who is shocked.

“Don't do it first, Mas. Let's later Ma'am Tia also who nyeritain.” Mirza said before Arya asked.

“Ah, you are Za. What's Ma'am Tia, he's a fairy tale maker tell me everything?” Arya's a little upset.

“Yes, no need to do that, ntar I tell kok.” Tia.

“Yes there, if you want to go to your mother-in-law's house.” Arya is still upset.

“Hush! mother-in-law Mirza is Mas Arya's mother-in-law too!” Tia protested while glaring at Arya.

“Yes, although I have never considered. Kan Mirza continues who is always proud of the same mother.” Sahut Arya lazy.

“Udah deh, don't like small children, baperan you Mas.” Tia Cibir. “Mending eat first yuk, I already masakin veggie clear tuh same tempe bacem.” Take Tia to her husband.

“Yes, I'm a really good laper. Where was narik passengers ape back and forth three times to the market bring a lot of luggage not given to drink again.” Aryan Gerrutu. “Nih, today Mas just dapet segini, tomorrow may rejeknya more.” Aya gave money out of her leather jacket pocket.

“Alhamdulillah, this is our windfall today, Mas.” Tia said gratefully.

For some reason, Via and Mirza's heart was filled with the sight before them.

Her sister's family was so simple. Since Arya in PHK from a famous motorcycle spare parts factory in Tangerang a few years ago, her brother's life has become very simple and what it is. Arya's income is only as a village ojeker and Tia as an honor teacher whose salary is not how much, even then sometimes payday does not depend on BOS (Oprational School Assistance) government funds make Tia and Arya have to turn their brains to meet all the needs of their lives.

“Eh, really dumb.” Tia made her eyes clear on Via and Mirza. “You eat here all Yuk. Cook a lot, Vi.” Take Tia.

“Still, deh Mbak. Afraid of the kesorean, we go to mom's house first. It will be easy next time we eat here.” Reject Via.

Via and Mirza leave Tia's house. On the way to Bu Harni's house, Via was pensive. Will her fate be the same as Tia and Arya? Life full of simplicity? Ah, but why be afraid? Not as long as Mirza is with him, though hard life will be waded together. After all, Ma'am Tia and Mas Arya need not be pitied, because they are so great. They fought hard together. Never complain, and always be grateful.

“Sayang...” Pamggil Mirza who realized Via since then was just silent.

“Heum..”

“Mas know what you think.” Said Mirza as she grabbed Via's left hand and wrapped it around her waist. “Don't be sad, we'll be able to get through everything.”

Via did not reply. He stuck his cheek on Mirza's airy back. He held her hug to her husband. Her mouth may be silent, but her heart speaks, how grateful she is to have a husband like Mirza. I don't feel her tears melting. She spit it out before she reached her mother's house.

Shortly thereafter the NDAHO BMX Mirza motorbike entered the courtyard of Bu Harni's house right along with Bu Harni who was opening the door of his house. Looks like he just got out of college, because he's carrying a bag and it's very neat.

“Assalamualaikum.” Said Mirza and Via simultaneously.

“Wa aleikmsaam.” Answer Ms. harni.

Via and Mirza then kissed the back of Bu Harni's hand alternately.

“New home from studies, Mom?” Ask Via.

“Iya. Where are you from yourself? Whose bike is that? New huh?” Miss Harley asked kepo.

“How to enter first, Mom? Not yet asked to enter already asked macem-macem.” Via Protest.

 Then he and Mirza said that Bu Harni was sitting in the living room.

“Yes mother wonder, it seems that the motor is still cool. You bought new, Za?”

“Iya. Mirza answered briefly.

“Oya Riri where, Bu?” Via asked after they fell silent for a while. Via was a bit awkward about opening the conversation because the last meeting with his mother ended badly. Bu Harni is angry with her because Mirza gave all her property to Bu Een.

“Not yet home. Mostly later tonight, because this morning he said there was a cake order quite a lot.”

“Oh, good. I got a lot of orders. Tymphal Via's.

“Iya, it's all thanks to Danar. I can't wait for Riri to be quickly applied to Danar.”

Via and Mirza looked at each other.

“Danar is a suitable male for Riri. Besides being rich, Danar's mother was also not arrogant. Well really the same mom, you see for yourself right the time of thanksgiving Riri?” cake shop

Via nodded, Mirza just Shut up.

“People who are really rich are like that. No pretentious, no arrogant, no songong, not like a gibberish.” Miss Harni's tone is full of insinuations.

Mirza knew where her mother-in-law was talking.

“Begini, Mom. We came here to tell you the same mom.” Said Mirza who was getting impatient with the attitude of her mother-in-law.

“What news?” Ask Miss Harni.

“We don't live in the old house anymore. We contracted a house in the city.”

“What?”

Sure enough, the alleged Via and Mirza. Miss Harni will definitely be in shock.

“Are you crazy? Via, you did not say the words of the mother at that time with your husband?” Miss Harni looked at Via with annoyance.

“This is our decision, Bu.” Sahut Via's.

“What decision? You guys don't think long. Really do not listen to mother's advice as a parent!”

“This is all for the common good, Bu.” Typhoon Mirza.

“Keep your mother! Not the common good!" Cut Bu Harni with aggravation that is increasingly becoming. "Listen yes, Mirza. As long as you have not returned to being as rich as before, do not expect you to get the attention of mother again as your beloved daughter-in-law!” Said Miss harni fiery.

“Not a problem, Mom. Beloved daughter-in-law or not, I am still Via's husband. And I will take full responsibility for Via, his inner birth Via as long as Via is still ridho to be my wife.” Tandas Mirza

“Omong empty!” Denying Miss Harni. “You will regret the path you have chosen. If Via suffers because of your stupid decision, I'll ask him to leave you. Remember that well!”

“Bu! Don't talk like that.” Sergey Via. “As long as we love each other, we will not live to suffer. I'm sure Mas Mirza will definitely be a good husband and father to me and my future son.” Via stroking his own stomach.

“Don't Just talk, prove it!” Ketus Bu Harni while getting up to grab her bag and just passing by.

Via and Mirza came home feeling hard to express. The journey to the city is approximately 40 minutes long only passed by them in silence. The afternoon sky did not look as beautiful as usual. The gloomy twilight blocked the cloudy cloud that suddenly came. Even the afternoon breeze felt mute, happiness might not be siding that afternoon with them, but in the heart of Via and Mirza are sure they will be able to go through this test of life as long as they strengthen each other.

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