Husband's Regret: Betrayed for Not Getting Pregnant
Lessons for Naila

Plaque!

A hard slap landed perfectly on Naila's smooth cheek. It was so hard that it left a trace of the five fingers of the Son imprinted perfectly there, leaving pain so painful that it reached the heart.

During the marriage, the new son this time committed an act of violence on Naila. Angry at him, never one bit hurt his wife physically even to raise the tone of voice in front of the woman did not dare. For the father of one child, Naila is like an antique that is so valuable that it should not be scratched let alone injured in the slightest.

This time, however, the patience of the Son is over. He was unable to suppress his anger when he heard Naila was being disrespectful and challenging him. Therefore, he gave lessons to Naila to be more able to keep oral when talking to her husband.

Naila's eyes widened perfectly, not expecting if the Son dared to slap her so hard.

"Mas, how dare you slap me!" pekik Naila while touching her cheek that hurt. His face was hot from that loud slap.

"My patience is over, Naila! If I used to be quiet when you insulted me, but not this time! I'll slap you if you continue to be disrespectful to me!" blow the Son with fiery eyes. The glint of emotion was vividly painted on the man's eyeball.

The son was really emotional because Naila never appreciated him in the least as a husband. He always gave his best for the woman but the wife never appreciated him. Although Naila served him well but the woman never respected Putra as the head of the household, always wanted to win alone and selfishly.

Naila still touched her cheek just got slapped by Son. Staring cynically at the man. "You, can you do the KDRT to me?" As if I could not believe all the words that came out of my husband's mouth.

Without any doubt at all, the Son nodded his head. "really. If your mouth can't be properly guarded, I don't hesitate to slap you a second time. Just like that!"

"In fact, I could've kept your mouth shut so you couldn't talk at all!"

Naila froze on the spot as she heard a tone of voice that she thought sounded like a threat.

Today, Son had truly turned into a sinister male figure. No longer the old son. A obedient man who was made like a doll for Naila. Obey what the wife says, do what is said and always be patient although not infrequently the middle-aged woman seemed to step on her pride as a husband.

Unknowingly, Naila's tears shed. Eyes are red and nose feels sour. Today's incident made Naila a little surprised at the change in the attitude of the Son who seemed more assertive and did not hesitate to do kasaar to him.

"Don't put a hard face in front of me, Ma, because I will never again be eaten by your seductive ray. It's been enough for me all this time to be a puppet to you. Now is the time to be firm with you. Doing my job as a husband who always scolds you when you're doing something wrong."

To be honest, seeing Naila's tears rolling down her cheeks made her heart ache like it was pierced by hundreds of needles. However, when remembered how the arrogant attitude of the woman and the treatment of the wife that is not exemplary by any wife, makes him get rid of the pain in her. He is determined to be a firm husband who is not easily oppressed by his wife.

The son also realized that domestic violence is not the best way to solve the problem. However, Naila's attitude has gone too far. All this time he can be patient, hoping that the wife realizes that what the woman did was a mistake. However, apparently Naila never realized and forced the Son to slap his wife for the first time.

"You changed, Mom. No longer a meek husband who loves me very much. You turned into an evil husband, always using violence to solve problems" Naila exclaimed. Walk slowly towards the sofa.

The son nodded long. "I should have done this a long time ago so that you would come to your senses and be able to appreciate me more as a husband. If you had more respect for me and guarded your words, I wouldn't have landed a slap on the cheek."

"Again, my attitude changed because you never realized your mistake all along. Always insulting me, stepping on my pride as if everything I do to you means nothing." The son said in an annoyed tone while tidying up his clothes.

"That's it, our problem got here. In the future, if you don't want to get a lesson like that, keep your speech and behavior in front of me." The son grabbed the keys to the car in a container near the television cabinet. The man just passed by without saying goodbye to Naila.

"Mas, where are you going?" sergeant Naila saw Putra step foot into the living room.

Instantly the footsteps of the Son came to a halt, he froze on the spot. The man closed his eyes, gathering the courage to tell the truth. He was sure, Naila would be angry if she heard that she would go to see Arumi.

"Mas .. answered me. Where are you going so early in the morning?" Naila kept asking her husband the same question. The anxiety of being clad in an innate manner made the woman impatient to hear the answer of the man who had lived with her for almost thirty years.

Suddenly, Naila was aghast from the chair. With a quick movement he ran towards the Son, standing before the man while stretching out both hands.

"No! I won't let you see that woman!" naila added in a high tone. "I told you never to see that Mandul but why do you insist on seeing him!"

"The woman only gave our family misfortune, so why bring it back. You want, our family's getting in trouble because of her presence again?" Naila said in a high voice no matter if she was slapped again by the Son. The woman just wanted to show her protest to her husband.

"I do not need your permission, for I am the head of the family in this house" answered the son Ketus.

"But I am Mahesa's mother, entitled to make choices for my own son." Naila was still quibbling and firm with her stance.

"To be true, you are Mahesa's mother. Everyone admits that. However, you are not a good mother to your own child!" sembur Putra stared cynically at Naila.

"If you are a good mother would be willing to meet Arumi, ask for help from our former daughter-in-law to meet Mahesa. Not even letting Mahesa continue to lie unconscious in a hospital bed."

"No! Anyway I disagree!" naila shouted hysterically. "You can't find Arumi!" Naila hit the chest of the Son's field like a man lost his mind. Keep on messing around unclear.

The son did not remain silent, the man's hand was blocking two hands that were getting wild to hit his chest. "Stop being stupid, Ma. I'm doing this for Mahesa's sake."

"No! I don't want that woman in our lives anymore!" naila shouted with a high enough tone.

"As far as you are! Whether you agree or not, I'm still going to see Arumi!" Then, Putra pushed Naila's body almost plunged backwards. Luckily one of the ARTs held the master's body so that it did not fall to the floor.

"Mas ... Mas Putra! Stop, Mas!" Naila brushed off one of her ART hands. He ran after the Son. However, the Son did not heed Naila's words.

"Mas, open the door! Please, don't meet Arumi!" Naila knocked on the car window hard.

However, the determination of the Son is already unanimous. Want to see Arumi and apologize to her former daughter-in-law. Not living in endless regrets.

The driver was still frozen in place. Quite surprised to witness the household drama between his two employers.

"Road, Sir!" tell the Son to the man sitting behind the wheel.

"But, Mr ... Miss Naila, how is it?" The driver was hesitant, as Naila was still on the side of the car.

"Not mind him! Walk quickly!" putra said firmly. So, the driver immediately carried out the orders of his employer.

The driver started the engine, stepped on the gas pedal. Slowly, Putra's luxury car left the Adiguna residence yard.

"Mas Son! Crazy husband! Disgusted husband! Goddamn it!" naila screams hysterically as her husband's car leaves the mansion she's been in for decades. The woman continued to roar even though the four-wheeled vehicle that the husband was riding on had disappeared along with the closing of the gate that towered upwards.

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