
Still with a tight hug and a gentle swipe, Siti tried to calm Kamila down. He continues to give encouragement and encouragement to his employees.
"Tell me all about you, Mila!" soft door.
"Hiks .. but I'm ashamed, Mom!" he said lirih still as hot.
"It's okay, Mil! Don't be ashamed! I promise I won't insult or hate you" she said later.
Kamila momentarily fell silent, then began to tell her about her miserable life story. She cried when she told me about her parents.
"I guess Mas Riki really loves me for who I am, Mom. As it turns out, they only love and target my parents' wealth!" Kamila ended the story.
"Patience, Mil! You must be strong to accept this test of life. Maybe that way, you can live better and realize your mistakes to your parents" said the mother. "They want what's best for you, but you've already chosen a way of life like this. Therefore, be patient for everything. Make your husband and in-laws aware that you love them wholeheartedly." continued Siti's mother.
"In any other way I should prove my love to them?" kamila's voice grew louder. "They're torturing my mind even more!" continue then.
Not felt, the tears of Bu Siti also came down to hear the story of poignancy from Kamila. A helpless woman who is now pregnant, but hated by her husband and in-laws.
Miris was right Kamila's fate at this time. He was not only hated, but squeezed out his power to please them.
"The money you gave me yesterday .. was taken by my mother-in-law." the volume of her voice shrank. "Mothers must be disappointed with Mila, because the money that I gave for the examination of the womb even Mila gave to Mother-in-law!"
Lady Siti smiled as she rubbed Kamila's long hair. "No. I'm not mad, Mila! I know that your mother-in-law forced her to."
Kamila looked up at Siti's mom. There was a slight twinkle of happiness emanating from the look in his eyes. "God still loves me. The proof, when I was saddened by all this, God sent Mother to me." she said still in a hoarse voice. " Thank you for being so kind to Mila, even though we just met each other!" continue then.
The middle-aged woman's hand rubbed the tears that were still gently drenching Kamila's cheeks. "We fellow human beings must help each other. If we plant goodness even if it is very small, God will repay it with a greater one. So, even if they are evil with you, repay the evil with good, because God will surely repay your kindness" advised Ms. Siti.
"As long as you can still help others, I will. Especially those who are in great need!" Kamila could no longer say the words of Ms. Siti. He continued to cry by hugging the middle-aged woman's body.
"Thank you, Mom. Thank you!"
Lady Siti smiled back at Kamila's embrace. "Prophey, Mil. God must have given you a way out. Leave everything to Him."
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With a gontai move, Kamila went home to her in-laws. A sick heart seems to be part of his daily life.
"I'm home!" Kamila went inside the house after cleaning her face first. She does not want to look sad in front of her husband and two in-laws.
In the living room, a middle-aged man was staring at a flat screen accompanied by a cup of coffee and a plate of fried bananas on the table.
Mr. Wiryo turned a glance, then turned his gaze back to the flat screen that was showing the world championship football match.
"Dad, I'm pu__" We were about to grab Mr. Wiryo's hand, but the middle-aged man immediately diverted by grabbing the handle of the coffee cup and immediately sipped it.
"Ah, wuenak tenan" he said after sipping the hot coffee. "Mom. Come here anyway, we'll watch together!" He called his wife without caring for the son-in-law who was still staring with outstretched hands.
Ms. Nani approached immediately. "Disek yo, sir! Mother again ngangetin vegetable that was given Meri for us,"
'They always say the name Meri. But, who is that woman named Meri?' inner Kamila.
"Oh. Yo wes, you were in the kitchen! After this we have dinner together," said Mr. Wiryo.
Ms. Nani went back to the kitchen to finish her work. Kamila was still in her place, staring at her two in-laws in turn.
Kamila let out a long sigh, before passing from the living room, leaving the father-in-law engrossed in watching her favorite show.
"Yes God! Strengthen the heart of your servant" He murmured inwardly.
Kamila rushed to the bathroom to clean her body. I think today was really tired. But, on the other hand he was quite happy because he had checked the condition of his fetus in the clinic. And the results were quite good even though he was actually embarrassed because Bu Siti paid the examination fee.
After fifteen minutes, Kamila was already wearing her negligent clothes. He immediately stepped into the kitchen to fill his stomach, because it felt like his stomach was rumbling.
Lauk and vegetables given by Bu Siti quite a lot today. Although only fried tempeh, fried tofu and spinach vegetables, but it was more than enough for himself and his family to eat. Whatever the food, it's worth being grateful for, right!
When Kamila arrived at the kitchen, her husband came home. Kamila's eyes sparkled at the husband sitting down eating his dinner.
"Home home yet?!" Kamila reached out to grab her husband's hand.
However, Riki did not care about it. He was busy eating voraciously, a food that Kamila believed if it was food given by a woman named Meri.
"Sir, Mum. Tomorrow I'm going out of town with Meri. Maybe Saturday is back. Later, Father and Mother want to buy what as a gift?" riki asked without even glancing at his wife.
His father and mother looked enthusiastic. They immediately mentioned one by one the items his son wanted to bring from out of town.
"All right! Saturday afternoon you two wait in the usual place. Later let Meri herself give it to you," Riki's tone was heard continuously bragging Meri.
"Eh, Rick. Does he mind if we ask for those things? It's expensive, Rik!"
Riki shook his head. "I don't think Meri would mind buying you two those things. Instead, he'll be happy if you two are happy. Not like someone" he said to Kamila.
His father and mother glanced at Kamila who was still standing beside Riki. They put their shoulders together and then ate the food back.
Looking at their behavior alone, Kamila's heart really hurt. Moreover, hearing every word of insinuation or insults thrown from his third mouth. "Yes God! Make my heart as hard as a rock, so that I can face an attack from them!" inner Kamila.
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