MY FORMER DARK LOVER
The Rage on Children

Wealthy and aged people like us are just doing something unimportant at home. All work has been left to the men. The results of some of the grocery and grocery stores that we have, alhamdulilah has made us quite famous as a rich man. Some of the rice fields we also have.

Hands are busy giving food and removing bird droppings that are in cages. Hobby who always collects birds, making early in the morning must be lucky to check all the cages.

"Morning is always the work of the Father, otherwise wrestling with the bird must be bathing'in the chicken jalu!" wife babbling while carrying a cup of coffee.

"Lha, keep trying again, Buk. The work of the men who work, yes so you just relax receive a salary," I replied.

"Hmmm. Yo wes, go on. Ibuk, want to kedapur first finish washing dishes our used breakfast," said the wife.

"Hm."

The wife who liked to be caramel finally left too. Sometimes the ears get hot listening to his talk, who doesn't like what I'm doing right now. Even so there is a point in all his advice, but often I do not care because it is a hobby.

The mouth was already whistling mimicking the pet's chirping. There were about twenty birds I was keeping. All birds are expensive, so it must be maintained the quality of the cage, food, especially cleanliness in order to sound and be able to recognize their own employers well.

"Rpa ... Sir!" screaming wife from home.

My wife was running in a hurry towards me.

"What the hell is it, Buk! Wear screaming all over," lamented dislike.

"This is a telephone from Mr. Jihan, he said it was important!" Wife has already thrust the device.

"Oh. Here ... here!" my door was welcomed

telephone giving.

[Cash, besan. Wa'alaikumsalam]

[Hallo, too]

[Well, the tumbens are calling. What the hell is this?]

[No need to make small talk. It's the same subject]

The feeling was so strange to Besan, that like from a voice was being engulfed in anger.

[Well, what does this mean?]

[Obviously please teach your son the Bayu, not to play rough with Jihan]

[Well, how rude, huh?]

[So all this time besan also do not know, if Bayu has played rough until it crosses the limit of KDRT action. Bayu often tortures Jihan, though nothing wrong at all]

[What? Well, besan don't make it up when you talk. We as parents know very well Bayu's attitude, so where maybe he will do that as besan said earlier]

The wife had shown an anxious and strange face, when she heard the phone call besan.

[Please do not believe, because you are her parents, so it is legal and natural to defend. I ask to immediately approve the divorce of our son, because all the evidence is in hand so follow all what we ask for. Otherwise, Bayu will be thrown in jail for violent acts. Debt problems, I will immediately pay back from now on, so there should never be another relationship between us]

[Message, calm down, okay! We'll all talk about it carefully. I haven't seen with my own eyes what Bayu did or not]

[This can not be delayed any longer, because Jihan's whole body has been crushed, due to the torture of your brash son. Oh yes, plus Bayu already have other women, so their household will not be maintained anymore]

[What? Mayu has another woman?]

[Yes, and we can prove that later]

[Ok 'lah, besan. I'll try to solve this complicated problem first. But please ..please, don't get emotional first, because I'll find a way out first, and who knows their household can be saved without saying goodbye]

[But--?]

[Later I will call besan again and will talk about this all]

Tut .. tut, I immediately closed the device because if the conversation continues, then besan will really ask that the child's household there is a divorce. Before there was any evidence, I didn't believe it all. It may be just engineering so that all debts can be paid off and there are benefits.

Phaaakgh .. kkunting, I throw the device in any direction. It feels like emotions are so heightened. Did not expect that this news really happened to the biological children, when some photos and evidence had been sent by Mr. Jihan.

"Quick call your bratty biological son," I snapped to my wife.

The wife ran inside the house. The wire has broken until it removes the battery from the casing, so there is a possibility that it has been badly damaged. Broken mobile phones are not a problem, because the household of the child on the tip of the horn has been damaged in front of the eyes now, because the child's household is in front of the eyes, and it will be difficult to be resolved compared to devices that can be purchased anytime there is money.

The event cleaned the cage of birds, now can only pacing to the left right waiting for the arrival of Bayu. The wife can only sit waiting for her child, who has always been pampered and loved.

"Please calm yourself, sir. Don't let your emotions go without proof!" prevent the wife by holding the shoulder, so that I do not continue the steps to immediately approach Bayu in front.

The sound of a car engine in front of the house has been heard, and it feels impatient to batangi the Bayu.

"Hallo, Sir, Mom!" sapa Bayu has entered the house.

Bhuuhg, without warning I immediately give a bogeman face to the child.

"Sir, stop!" shouted the wife trying to prevent.

Bhuhhg .. bhuughh, two collisions successfully landed again in the same place. Bayu, immediately the oreng fell on the ceramic floor.

"Sir .. sir, stop ... stop first!" prevent another wife, who is already approaching the body of a helpless child.

"Shut up, you" I snapped to my wife.

The wife's face was immediately shriveled. Eyes bulging, teeth grinding due to filled emotions. Hands so itchy want to give the child another bogeman.

"Now you step aside, or want my uncontrolled hands to fall on your face as well" she said.

Wife just whip now. Bayu had wiped off the tip of the lip, which was already spitting out quite a bit of blood.

"What is this, sir? Why did you hit me so suddenly?" lament Bayu.

"Silent you. This is not how much you do to jihan," Step trying to approach the child, who has been educated high but his attitude is so bej*t heartless.

Plak .. plaques, two more slaps landed on the cheeks that hit the bogeman earlier.

"What hurts?" sindirku.

Bayu just silenced, while grim holding his cheek.

"Why don't you answer, huh? What pain isn't?" sumbuh asked.

"Java!" my snaps shrill voice.

"Iiii-iyyy-aa, sir. It hurts."

"If you know it hurts, why do you keep torturing my son-in-law, huh!" Both lips of Bayu I have a strong grip.

"I'm sorry, sir. I didn't mean it, 'cause Jihan wasn't so good to be a wife."

"Cuuih, how not?" Spit water I've thrown ceramic.

"Mmm-maakk-suudnya, not becus take care of me as her husband."

"There are no lies here. We already know your attitude, which is depraved to have another woman besides Jihan."

Plaque, firmly cheek back slapped.

"Don't think of us as family, before you bring your wife back," shouted threateningly.

"Bbb-aiik, sir."

"Don't be okay with this. Be aware if we can not, then our relationship as parents and children will break up. And moreover, if there is a divorce then all our inheritance will not fall into your hands. It is better that our property be donated to orphans alone, rather than held by a man who does not know to be lucky like you," I threatened at length.

"IIy-yyyyy-aa, sir." Bayu continued to stutter, seemingly terrified of the wrath of emotions.

"Now withdraw from this house. Cepetan bring my daughter-in-law back, or what I just blinded will happen."

"Good .. good, sir." Bayu was awake and now ran away from us.

Fortunately, there was a wife who prevented the wrath. Otherwise, Bayu is already dying.

Once the child must be given a hard threat, so that he does not fight with parents. It may not be good in terms of educating children, but Bayu's attitude has gone too far to commit acts of domestic violence, so it must be given a little lesson to be deterred and not do it again.