My Wife Drabia's
40. Ask your mother

At night, Ansel and Ciko returned to the house of the late Mr. Apak Nawir. The house was dark on the inside, only the outside lights were alive.

So who turned on the headlights of the house?. Where was the mother?, they should have asked where the house of the mother who approached them this morning.

"Are we just going to look at that house?" ciko asked Ansel, who was just staring at the house in front of them.

"At least I know why Drabia and Mr. Ilham left me Miss!" lirib Ansel's.

"Yes, but they're not here" Ciko patted Ansel's new plan standing in front of him.

"I'm sure they're inside" Ansel took his foot toward the door of the house.

"Drabian! open door!. I know you're inside!" yelled Ansel arrived while shaking the door of the house. So that invites the attention of the citizens who happen to pass by.

Seeing that, Ciko immediately approached Ansel." Ansel, don't make a fuss here. Can we later get angry with the residents" said Ciko his eyes glanced at the people who saw them.

"I don't care" Ansel brushed off Ciko's hand that pulled her hand." Dravia!" shouted again.

"Open Drabia's door!, I know you're inside!. I saw you peeking at Drabia this morning!" yelled Ansel again.

Buar buar!

Ansel kept hitting the door in front of him with his hands. Earlier this morning Ansel had a glimpse of the glass horden of the house was a little moving.

"Drabian! please, open the door!. You said you loved me Drabia!. But why did you leave me?" yelled Ansel again frustrated.

"Drabiaaaaa!"

"Sorry! who are you guys in this storm?."

Ansel and Ciko immediately turned their heads towards the middle-aged pulmonary man standing behind them.

"Sorry sir, we are from Jakarta. This friend of mine is looking for his wife and Mr. Ilham who is likely to return to this village" explained Ciko to the man dressed in cocoa clothes complete with a sheath.

"Are you ready, Mr Ilham?. And also Mr. Ilham there is no return here" asked the man who was expected by Mr. RT.

"I'm his son-in-law sir" Ansel replied.

The man directed his gaze to look into Ansel's face." But they didn't come back here, the house is empty" he said.

"Don't lie sir, I've been here this morning. I saw someone peek inside" Ansel said in disbelief.

"Come believe it or not. But please don't make a fuss here. What else to disturb the calm of the residents" said the father.

Ansel, heeding the words of the Father, called back to Drabia with a loud voice.

"Drabian! Baby, open the door, baby!" yelled Ansel again. He did not care if he had to be the center of attention of the citizens.

"I love you, Drabia, open the door. Why did you leave me?, give me the reason Drabia!" yelled Ansel again.

Drabia who was behind the door, could only cry. What else to hear the word love from Ansel. Even if Drabia said the reason went away, Ansel would not believe it. And Drabia also does not want if until Ansel and his mother quarrel. What's more until Ansel hates Nimas' mother.

"At least tell me where my fault is, Drabia. So that I can improve myself" Lirih Ansel tired of screaming." At least I know why you left me."

The door of the house opened from inside. Almost Ansel, who was leaning against the door, fell down.

"Ask your mother. He knows the answer to why we left. And from now on, don't bother my daughter again. From now on, we're not who else."The one who opened the door was not Drabia, but Mr. Ilham.

Ansel fell silent, as did Ciko who was standing beside Ansel.

"I mean Dad?" tanya Ansel wiped away her tears that had flowed.

"Ask your mother!" replied Mr. Ilham did not want to explain anything to Ansel.

"I don't understand Dad!" confused Ansel.

Mr. Ilham sighed harshly. Mr. Ilham should not have gone back to the village, so Ansel could have found them. Their sudden departure and rush, make Mr. Ilham confused, and finally choose to go home first, then they will think about where they will start a new life.

"Go home, son, one day you will know why we left, without us having to explain anything to you" said Mr. Ilham with a sad face and a disappointed look on his face.

"But Dad, why?. My wife's Drabia Well, why did you take her?. If you're tired of working, you can retire. No matter what, let Ansel only work, I take a break just enjoy the old days. Ansel can already take care of the company Well" Ansel explained.

How could Ansel if he had to lose Mr. Ilham. Mr. Ilham has been very good to him, has loved him like a child.

"But Well, don't take Drabia" he persuaded with a sad face. The face reminded Mr. Ilham when Ansel just realized from a coma, at that time Ansel only knew the Papa was gone.

"Go home, son, you don't have to think about us anymore" said Mr. Ilham again.

Ansel shook his head."Drabia my wife Well, she has to come with me."

"But her life can't be quiet by being your wife, son. Never mind, son, maybe your soul mate got here. No matter how much you insist on staying together, if nature doesn't approve of it, you won't be happy."

"I promise Dad, I'll make him happy" Ansel persuaded. If Mr. Ilham does not want to go home, but Ansel must bring Drabia home with him.

"If I were still with you, your mother would have killed my father Ansel. Nimas' mother told people to finish Dad off, if we don't stay away from you!." Sambar Drabia was hiding behind a wall.

"What do you mean Drabia?" Ansel shook his head in disbelief at what Drabia said.

Drabia smiled bitterly," You won't believe Ansel. You won't believe what I say. But that's the truth. If you think what I'm saying is a lie or slander. It's up to you Ansel. But that's why we're going away" Drabia explained.

"No way my mom would do that. My mother loves you very much." Of course Ansel would not believe what Drabia said, considering all this time his mother loved Drabia very much. Even when Ansel refused to marry Drabia, Nimas' mother persuaded him.

Drabia sighed." That's what made me leave without saying goodbye to you. Because you won't believe, and it'll be useless if I say it. You won't believe Ansel."

"Go home, we'd better live each other. We don't have to make you believe, so we leave without saying goodbye. Now you know why we left. You do not need to be clarified again " continued Mr. Ilham.

"I'm sure you're just misunderstanding my mother. Someone must have been suing you. My mother couldn't have told anyone to finish off Dad" Ansel denied again, not believing her mother was that bad.

"It's up to you how to judge us Ansel. But we don't want to deal with you and your mother anymore. And go home, it is night, we also want to rest" expel Mr. Ilham for the umpteenth time.

Ansel shook his head, he won't go home without Drabia." Dravia!"call lirih.

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