Kara's Woman
Foreign guests at night

"Review you, ma'am!

I will make you feel what I feel!" I murmured in my heart, and this thought had planned a vengeance for the human humans like the Danang mas family.

"Already, boy!

Stop crying, you no longer need to think about your father and his family.

Simply Shanum is grateful for the kindness that God has given us.

Look, Allah always gives us unexpected surprises, and many good people love Shanum. Like Aunt Anis, Riko, and Hans.

Without your father buying you a new shirt, Shanum's got a new one, isn't he?

That means God's affection is much greater, son!

Do not be sad, God willing they will reap the rewards according to their actions. Disregarding the duty to the child is a sin, but your father has been blinded by the woman, so no longer care what sin is. Let it! Let the hand of God work to punish those who have wronged us!" I said at length, Shanum is not a child anymore, he has grown up with his smart thoughts. I no longer cover the household mess on him, because Danang itself is the one who opened his rot in front of his son.

"Yes, buk!

Forgive Shanum if sad by the words of Budhe Rokayah, he has the heart to talk badly about mother and also insult us.

Shanum doesn't want to see them again at any time.

Shanum only has a mother, only a mother!" my daughter said in awe, Yes Alloh about my heart.

"Oh, go to sleep. It's nine o'clock at night.

Shanum slept alone or the same mother in the back room?" I tried to divert my son's mind so as not to dissolve in the sadness that made the woman minimal adab.

"Shanum wants to sleep with her mother. Kange dieloni ibuk!" her mouth was spoiled as she wrapped her hands around my waist.

"The key to the door first, Shanum just go into the room, later I'll follow!" I closed all the doors and locked them tightly, turned off the living room lights and turned off the fan in Shanum's room.

Then it went to the back room where Shanum was lying down waiting for me.

"Let me save my anger first to avenge my brother-in-law's behavior, and for you Danang, just look, I'll get you fired from your job." My mind speaks for itself, my silence makes them do more penance, and it is time that I will act to teach the curse man a lesson.

Today is the last fast, later tonight has been proclaimed takbir welcome eid al-Fitr, everyone welcomes full of joy, I just keep quiet without having any desire, he said, besides wanting to teach my husband and his mistress a lesson.

"Buk, Shanum wants his snacks on the table, let's like people, who knows if there will be guests coming!" exclaimed my son with a sparkling face, I smiled at his behavior, but there was a sense of tightness when I found out the reality, there would be no guests who would stop by this poor man's house. Even the family does not have. Lebaran this time will probably be the same as the previous Lebaran, empty, quiet and alone.

"Dear, my mother has also bought a mini Aqua. Just put it in the drinking place on the sideboard." I said to welcome my son's enthusiasm.

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At night takbir, there are guests who come to the house. I don't know who I am nor do I know them, a couple. They came up with luxury cars and friendly smiles on their faces.

"Asalamualaikum!

Is this really Ningsih's house?" ask the beautiful woman who is about forties.

"Waalaikumsallm, yes Ma'am, right!

Sorry who's this with?" I answered kindly and let them in.

"Include me Safitri and this is my husband Efendi.

We are from solo, here because we want to convey the message of the late Mr. Suparlan. Ningsih's father." said the woman was friendly.

"Faith, you mean Ma?" sahutku confused.

Suparlan was my father's name, as long as he lived he never cared at all for me, even visiting me also never, the father is famous for many wives and gambling men in his village. He never saw me at all, until his last breath.

And I also refused to mourn when he died, I don't know the wounds ignored so hurt my heart, so I don't want to care about what happened to him.

Many people suggested that I come and take my right as the legitimate son of my father.

My father was rich, had acres of rice fields, his wife was numerous but all were married in series. His legal wife is just my mother, and I'm his only child.

But I don't care at all, let it be. If indeed my father's wealth is as many as people say, let it be the business of my grandmother, because my father's mother is still alive, despite her age is very old.

"I am the son of Mr. Parlan from his fourth wife, now serving in a solo city, as well as my husband also serving there.

Before my father died, he left the inheritance for you to deck!

And some money in the account in your name.

And I also apologize, there have been many mistakes and sins with you, never caring and always ignoring you" said Bu Safitri at length with a trembling voice.

I was just silent, my heart was frozen, the pain and abandonment wounds of a father made me numb. There are many wounds and tears that I have to go through to survive in poverty.

"I'm sorry, and I'm sorry too.

Because during his life, he only paid attention and prioritized mbak.

Forgive us!" greet Bu Safitri with tears.

"Do you know that my mother and I have lived under the pressure of suffering all this time?

Mother has taken my father without caring how the daughter longs for the affection of her father." I said with a trembling chest, my tears finally fell as well after all my strength held him.

"Don't call, mother.

Call me, mbak. Because I'm you, deck!" I looked at her deeply, her tears were equally flowing, her husband was seen clasping the hand of the woman before me who was said to be my brother.

"If Mbak Safitri, the son of the fourth wife of the father. Why is our age so different, and older?

Should I have been born first?

Is Safitri a son, sir?"

Curiosity that since I was quiet now I say.

"No!

My real son my father is my mother.

Married to your mother in series before marrying your mother.

When I married your mother, I was twelve. Father married your mother because of grandmother's blessing, so they were legally married in the eyes of law and religion.

But you love my mother so much even though she's not just my mother and mother." Safitri explained at length, and I just listened with a hollow heart.

I don't know, the wound was still painful when I remembered how my father's attitude never cared about my existence.

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#Pressure From Ex-Husband (Lat)

#Love in the bonds of Destiny (Lat)

#Drawing pen Eve (Last)

#Love my husband to another woman (Lone)

#Sekar Arumi (Last)

#Second woman (Finished)

#False love is wrong (Lone)

#Love wrapped in Lust (Close )

#Because my son's legacy died at my hands (Capital)

#My dad prefers other women (Lone)

#When Love Should Choose (Done)

#Being My Own Husband's Whore [On going ]

#Snow White [On going ]

#Women Away Kara { New works }

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