Forgive Me My Wife
Aib

"Mother Hanin, I'm glad you're home." one of the art people who works at Hanin's house seemed to scream in shock when Hanin came home that afternoon.

"How are you Bik."

"Okay, where's Ali? How is it not the same with Ali?" ask the art.

"Actually I came here to pick up something Bik. I have no intention of going home. I'm here because I want to get an important file." Hanin explained.

"Oh so. Good Mom."

"I'll go to the room first Bik."

Hanin then climbed the stairs and went to the second floor to his room. Hanin deliberately went to the house during the day because he did not want to meet Prasetya.

When Hanin opened the door to her room. Hanin was shocked. Because the room looks very messy and untidy.

"Bik, Bibik." exclaimed Hanin. From downstairs, the art went up and met Hanin.

"Yes Bu Hanin. What's up?"

"The room's a mess, Bik. Isn't it cleaned?" asked Hanin who was still standing at the door of her room.

"Pak Prasetya forbade us to tidy up Ms.'s room. We are not allowed Mr. Pras to clean the room." replied the art.

"Oh, why isn't that done?"

"Said Mr. Prasetya, let Ms. Hanin do it. We were not allowed to enter at all to just clean the room." added the art. And Hanin understood.

"Yes Bik, Bibik can go." Hanin ordered.

Hanin then stepped her feet to enter the room.

The room was really messy. Her bed linen hasn't been replaced since she left home. The room is really unkempt.

"Astaghfirullah Mas's. What the fuck, you're so dirty" said Hanin, who saw a used towel lying on the side of the bed with a half-wet towel.

Hanin then stepped her feet into her bathroom.

And he was increasingly made to shake his head when he found a pile of shirts and clothes used by the husband piled just like that in a dirty clothes basket.

"Astagfirullah Mas." Hanin was shocked to see that.

Hanin took all the dirty clothes from the bathroom and handed the dirty clothes to her art to wash.

Hanin also changed his bed sheet. Open the curtains of the room window so that air can enter. Hanin tidied up his room.

"Just here to get the file. Even busy cleaning up the room." Hanin grumbled.

After her room was clean and tidy. Only then did Hanin pick up some important files that he was looking for.

After getting the file. Hanin then parted ways with the art.

🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺

"Mbak Kinanti yes, how are you. Are you pregnant now? When's marriage?" asked one of the neighbors who happened to meet Kinanti at that time who was shopping at a stall near the house.

"Hem." Kinanti seemed confused what to answer.

"His husband is on duty, he's not here." his mother Kinanti who just came and immediately defended her son.

"Oh, but I don't want to go through the wedding" asked the neighbor.

"They were simple weddings. It will be celebrated so that all will know." Imbuh Kinanti's Mother. Who felt careless because the child is now the target of gossip people in the village.

Rumors circulated that Kinan was pregnant first.

Not just getting pregnant first. But they also know if Kinanti is pregnant without a clear partner. Although Kinanti's mother always said Kinan was married to a police officer. And what Kinanti's mother meant was Bagas.

"Sir, you obey the same Mother and Father. You just accept the proposal of Bagas. He's not good at what you are. He wants to accept you for who you are. What else do you think." Omel Bu Inah to the son of Kinanti. Which looks like Kinan refused to marry Bagas.

"Kinan is not repudiating how Mom. But Kinan kasian same Bagas. I know he's good. It's because she's nice, Mom. Kinan did not want to use him to cover Kinan's disgrace."

"He is sincere with you Kinan. He did not feel a cover of disgrace. That bagas liked you for a long time. You want the child to be born without a father. His father alone now no longer cares about the fate of his own son."

Kinanti could only look down while holding back tears if she had already remembered Prasetya. Who has severed communication with him unilaterally.

"Bagas said he would go to Solo tomorrow. He's on leave. Mom wants to, when she asks you about her wish to marry you. You must be prepared. All this mother did for you and the boy Kinan. I've exhausted my patience for Prasetya. At first, she accepted her decision not to marry you. But when he breaks off communication with you and doesn't want to know with his own son, mom gets hurt."

I don't know what happened between me, Mr. Pras and Ms. Hanin. If you knew, maybe you would curse me, Kinan said in his heart.