
Upset to see her husband come to visit his best friend. Zaniah cried home. It scattered all the furniture of the house some miniatures he threw in any direction until it broke apart scattered.
Towards the room, he again threw the contents of the dressing table. She could not bear the crying anymore, Zaniah was sick to see Firhan was close to Lillia even though they did not live together. Until late in the afternoon he was not aware of being asleep without welcoming the arrival of the husband.
Firhan's voice was heard closing the car door. He walked into a house that wasn't even closed. The man's forehead frowned to find the house very messy. Tired all day work makes it not much commentary.
“Niah! Zaniah!” Call him a few times but there's no word. His hands seemed to rub his stomach hungry.
“Niah!” Call him back to the room.
“Zani..” Firhan stopped the screams when he saw the wife's body lying on the mattress with her back to the door. The room was a mess, slowly the man stepped in. He put all the luggage from the office and chose to take a broom.
Firhan cleaned up the contents of his room. “Bi, please bring this.” he said handed over the fraction he had made one.
Afraid that the waiter nodded. He also cleaned according to Firhan's orders throughout the house.
“Sayang.” Slowly Firhan hugged Zaniah's body.
No response, only tears. “Niah,”
“Go from here, Mas.” said Zaniah lirih. Even his lips trembled as he said that.
Firhan took off a hug and tried to turn the wife's body around. “Sayang.”
“Go from here,” again Zaniah asked him to stay away.
Not wanting anything to happen, Firhan insisted. “No, Dear. Mas won't go. We'll be together. Let's talk about it carefully.” invite Firhan to bring Zaniah's body to sit leaning on him.
Not both of them spoke yet, a voice up ahead was heard.
Tok tok tok tok
The knock on the door made Firhan stare at the closed door. From outside without daring to open the bellowing maid.
“Master, there's a big Mistress and a big Master is coming.” Firhan looked at each other with Zaniah.
“Meet them. Because I am really tired of facing all this.” said Zaniah frankly.
Firhan. “We'll meet together, Niah. Mamah and Papah will definitely look for you.” said Firhan who was actually welcomed by Zaniah.
“They're looking for me? Not what they're looking for is that woman and her fetus?” Ketus Zaniah replied.
Firhan. He knew he had made a mistake. “Niah, Mas sorry. Please, respect Mamah and Papah.”
Reluctant to continue arguing with the face ashen Zaniah rose to get out of the room. This time his respect was lost. If he gets blamed it will be much better. Zaniah is determined to open it all up. Keeping secrets is no longer useful. Firhan was already completely with Lillia.
“Firhan, Niah? What's the matter? Why your face? Home is why like a ship broke?” Mamah Wuri looked around him with an astonished face.
Zaniah did not respond. It was Firhan who spoke. “Mah, why not tell me if you're here?” tanyanya diverted the conversation.
But there was no answer, Mamah Wuri was still curious about what happened to the son-in-law. “Niah, did Firhan hurt you? Tell Mamah? Even if he's a biological son but a man has no right to violence against women let alone his wife.” Small attention but able to feel heartrending Zaniah.
“Firhan, what are you doing?” Now change Papah who asked.