I'm Waiting for Your Widow
Chapter 128

"Rika, Mas enter yes," Sandy slowly pushed the door of Rika's room which now became her room as well.

Seeing Rika sitting on the side of the bed made him feel pity, slowly Sandy stepped in, looking at his wife's situation with a closer distance.

"Are you okay?" Sandy stood in front of Rika and wanted to see the remaining face of Mama Yeni's hand slap.

Rika stood up, she took a glass filled with water on the nightstand and splashed it on Sandy's face.

The byurr!!!

Sandy was silent closing her eyes as she felt cold water wash over her face.

"Get out of here, I hate you! You're glad to see me in a slap, and this is the first slap and it's because of you!" Rika yells in front of Sandy's vow, revealing her asceticism she is furious at Sandy.

Sandy nodded and chose silence, then she just left without talking to Rika.

It seems that Rika is foggy of emotions so it is difficult to reconcile with her.

***

One Week later.

One week has passed, Rika is in the house of her parents while Sandy is in her own house.

"Rika, aren't you worried about Sandy?"

Rika momentarily glanced at Mama Yeni, a second later she refocused her jam on the bread in her hand without wanting to answer Mama Yeni's question.

Dimas, Lala, looked at Rika as well, both of whom saw Rika's face not caring or interested in what Mama Yeni was questioning.

"Rika, this is the third leaflet, you don't think where is your husband?"

This time Lala spoke, there was a sense of annoyance at her best friend because she did not care about her own husband.

Rika was still silent without answering, neither Lala nor Mama Yeni's questions were of any interest to Rika.

"Rika," a heavy and stifled voice of Dimas was heard, these few days just silent without wanting to care.

But, this morning she was quite upset that Rika ignored every question from Mama Yeni.

Rika looked at Dimas's face, without answering a word.

"Aa, I have," Lala rubbed the back of Dimas' hand, trying to dampen her husband's emotions.

"You want what?!" Asked Dimas with a voice of anger.

"Aaah, no," Lala again tried to quell Dimas' anger.

"Sister, what does Dimas want?!" Challenge Rika back.

"Have, have been," Mama Yeni stood up and tried to keep her two children from fighting.

Dimas looked at Mama Yeni, then looked back at Rika.

"You were the one who wanted to marry Sandy, even almost eloped, now you seem to dislike her, what do you want?!"

"Rika, don't want to marry Mas Sandy! But, Rika did not do anything about Mas Sandy that night, why should her marriage be forced!" Excited Rika, while crying.

"We know you and he didn't do anything! We know and we're not stupid!" Dimas Papar.

"Why did Dimas keep Rika married to Mas Sandy, as if we were fornication?" Rika stood up and looked at Dimas with emotion.

"Sit down! Talk to me! Sit down!" Grumpy Dimas.

"Rika, sit down deck, we're talking well," pinta Mama Yeni held Rika's arm and asked the youngest child to sit back.

Rika slowly sat back down, staring at Dimas in disappointment.

"We also have brains, we won't make a decision if we're not sure, Sandy has explained everything and her goal is to marry you because she's afraid you're out of her grasp, he can't wait until you graduate college! I'm not stupid, I know you love her too, if you feel this compulsion well tomorrow I'll make sure Sandy divorces you!" Firm Dimas.

"Dimas," Mama Yeni was flabbergasted at the words of her eldest son.

How can Dimas say that, divorce is not a solution any longer his daughter is too young.

"Just leave Ma, I won't care about him anymore! I don't know what this kid wants!" Pissed Dimas looked at Rika.

Lala is still trying to appease Dimas, she is also afraid if Rika is really divorced from Sandy.

"Aa, we can talk well, or let Sandy and Rika talk together" Lala suggested.

"No matter what, she doesn't know how to speak politely to her own husband! It's free!" Dimas did answer Lala's question, but, his eyes were on Rika.

"As much as you!" This time Rika again expressed her regret.

"Rika, don't be so, son, you are now at Mother Jihan's house, you are sorry for your in-laws and husbands," pinta Mama Yeni hopes Rika can be destroyed.

"Assalamualaikum," a voice sounded from the direction of the entrance.

All who sat on the dining table turned their heads, it was Sandy and Mother Jihan who came.

Mama Yeni quickly got up from her seat and welcomed the arrival of her iron.

"Jeng, Waalaikumusalam, let's sit down," Mama Yeni brought Mother Jihan to sit in the living room.

Sandy was still staring at Rika.

"Rika, I want to talk" said Sandy.

Sandy goes to Rika's room waiting for Rika in their room.

Lala, Dimas and Rika were still sitting on the dining table chair.

"Rika, you're after Sandy now, and don't fight" Lala said.

"Maybe Sandy really divorced you, as you wish, too" Dimas said.

"Aa," Lala disliked her husband's words, so she rebuked Dimas.

"That's what she wants, why we have to force her to keep her household, Sandy's young, has a hospital, she's a doctor, who doesn't want her," ejek Dimas smiled skewedly at Rika, "early semester students alone are hesitant," said Dimas again.

"Yes, Rika doesn't deserve him! Just divorce!" Rika immediately stood up and ran after Sandy who was now waiting in her room.

"Aaah, I'm saying that anyway! If Aa, talking to Rika means to Lala also dong!"

"Darling you, no offense" Dimas hugged his young pregnant wife and his emotions were sometimes unstable.

***

The door to her room was wide open, Rika immediately entered following Sandy.

"What are you talking about?!" Ask Rika directly.

Sandy who was sitting on the sofa slowly looked at Rika who was standing not far from the wide open door.

"Sit down" Sandy's pinta.

Rika sat on the side of the bed because she did not want to be close to Sandy.

The two were silent for a moment without anyone talking.

"Quick talk, I'm going to my friend's house!" Said Rica.

Sandy nodded.

"Can't talk a little better to your husband?!" This time Sandy had a flat face.

"Speak talking!"

"Do you want a divorce?!"

"Yes!"

"Are you sure?" Ask Sandy again.