Patience of the Second Wife
Alan's Threat

Sewing, that's Dinda's routine after school when in the village, but it looks like it will be repeated, ptofesi in gelutinya since the sixth grade of elementary school was already carved in his brain, he said, not only to channel the desire, Dinda also likes to make clothes for people who are less able in the village, most of whom work as farmers.

Not only that, Dinda often collect the remaining fabric to make other crafts such as the palm of the table, and others, that makes the convection of his mother increasingly skyrocketed, but Dinda did not know the fate of his mother, but Dinda did not know, must be overwhelmed because nothing helps.

As it is today, Dinda took the initiative to make clothes for the three Alan maids, not from his clothes but from the fabric of Bi Romlah who had long been unemployed.

''Where did Bi come from?'' grabbing a batik patterned cloth with a width of approximately ten meters is enough for the three of them.

''It's a gift from the market Non, Bibi shopping subscription,'' he explained.

Dinda mangosteen only.

Speaking of gifts, Dinda was a little offended, she was the wife of the employer but could not yet give Bi Romlah and the others a gift, but she only troubled them, according to him.

''Sorry Bi, if I haven't been able to give something to you guys, it's weak.

''Non, here Auntie is paid, so Non does not need to give gifts to aunt, besides the aunt's payment is outside the maid's job.'' he explained so that Dinda did not feel discouraged.

Both cuddle.

After taking the size from her maid, Dinda returned to her room, maybe starting it would be better.

Now Dinda always just commented on the smile when she opened the door, four clothes attached next to the window with different designs, and this is the first time He made a small and beautiful clothes.

Just closed the door, the door was knocked back from the outside.

Why else did Bi Romlah come here, if there is something, his mind before opening it.

Ceklek, Dinda opened the door, her eyes were immediately fixed on the person who was sculpting in front of her.

''Brother, his great-grandson looked at Alan's flat face.

Alan sighed and folded his hands looking at Dinda's face fixedly.

''The more days you don't appreciate me as your husband Alan said.

''Maskdunya?'' Now that Dinda was getting curious, actually what the man wanted from her, was not Alan always rejecting anything related to him.

''You should know the duty of a wife to her husband, but no, you are busy with your affairs that are not important.

Dinda smiled bitterly.

''Then what should I do?'' not brave but Dinda just tried to defend himself because what he did all this time was always wrong in the eyes of Alan, and that's what made him stop to move in the house.

''And I don't think I'm needed as a wife here, maybe ending it would be better, Said Dinda with lips that began to tremble but she could still straightforwardly even though her tears were almost shed, but she tried not to be weak in front of Alan, free to cry even blood Alan will not care about him.

Even the girl did not expect that all the treatment Alan had been apparently still passing in his brain, even stuck in his heart, which scratches can never be treated.

Alan silently permeated every inch of the word that came out of Dinda's mouth which turned out to be true, he did not expect that his attitude had all this time made Dinda feel excluded and made him feel down.

''And one more thing, I want us to get divorced after our child is born, if brother and Sister Syntia want a child, well, later Brother can take care of my baby with him, if brother and sister Syntia want a child, and I'll be gone from my sister's life, but please, cupping her hands together as long as I'm pregnant, please respect me as a wife, if this is not what you want, sister, this is also what I want to be the second, he said again and then closed the door.

Dinda's defense collapsed, the woman could no longer hold back her tears, and shedding them would probably make her chest relieved.

Dinda smiled with tears still dripping, Damn your fate Din, you can usually give your child to your husband, talk to yourself in front of the mirror.

Dinda wipes her tears trying to be strong without a backrest, stand up on her own and face her own problems much better than asking for help, that's what she thinks, and what she says, that is his promise that will be fulfilled for the sake of his beloved husband.

''No problem, one day there will be happiness for me, I am born to be happy not to suffer, and one day God will surely give the best for me and my son.

After being satisfied to vent his heart, Dinda went back to her sewing machine and started cutting Bi Romlah cloth, no matter if Alan wanted to get angry outside, not her business anymore.

True, Alan looks so angry in his room, whether with Dinda's words or what, of course at this time his room has exactly broken ship, all messy on the floor, all messy, from light objects to heavy even his favorite urn has been crushed not formed.

''Now that you have started to dare to be with me Din, you are the one who put up the war flag, so you will also bear the consequences, I make sure you will regret having dared to fight Alan Sudrajat, who is also the one who is fighting against him, and I will not let you go, you have dared to enter my life, it means you are ready with me, he said, wrapping his bloodied hands with broken glass.

''Auntie.'' cried Alan from the end of the stairs.

Bi Romlah ran over to Alan who was now sitting on the sofa.

''Yes, he looked at Alan's hand covered in bandages.

''Feel what Dinda has served without my knowledge?'' ask Alan to investigate.

''Many Den, including the porridge that Bibi brought to Aden's room, it was also made non Dinda, replied Bi Romlah honestly, because That's what Dinda said, Dinda said,

Don't lie if Alan's own brother asks, but if you don't ask, *silently, let brother Alan consider this aunt's cooking*, that's what Dinda said to him.

Alan looked at the face of Miss Romlah.

''From now on I don't want it to happen again, tell him that I don't need anything from him, remember if it happens again, I make sure he will regret knowing me.''

Bi Romlah just nodded without a sound.