
Sacred took a deep breath and let out slowly, knocking on the door of the room also asking for permission. However, his intention immediately came to a halt when he heard the rumbling sounds inside. Des*han's voice sounded very clear, even the voice was also exaggerated to add to the pain in the heart.
The saint lowered his head while putting a tray containing several pieces of cake of various types. "I put the cake on the table," the screech to sound inside. The sense of not wanting to interfere made him immediately leave the room door, again rushing towards his room.
Closing the door and locking it, leaning back and slumping until the knees are parallel to the neck. "Why did Zufar change? What the hell is going on?" his monologue while thinking about the cause of the attitude of the husband who is always changing.
Immediately wiping away the tears, she got ready to go to the study wires of the complex mothers. "I haven't been gone in a long time, at least my attention has been distracted." He looked at himself in a large mirror, wearing a robe and a syar'i veil. Walk her feet out of her room, holding a yasin book that will later be read to connect to each other so that everything gets a turn.
Suci decided to walk, the distance from home to the place of study is not too far away.
"Assalamu'alaikum" said the Holy One who immediately took off his sandals and entered the study.
"Wa'alaikumsalam," said the mothers who welcomed the Holy Coming with joy, longing for the woman who had been absent for a long time.
Sacred sat next to Rima and Julia, smiling to everyone. "How are the mothers doing?"
"We're good, why just come now?" ask Rima.
"There is business that cannot be stayed in" replied the smiling Saint.
"A business that can not be left or sad because of the arrival of the actor?" chirping Tutik, the fat woman among everyone, smiled slantedly at the fate of one of the students.
Suci was silent and did not reply to the remark, he opened the yasin book disregarding the remark.
"If I'm in your position, it's better to kick the actor out." Tutik is allowed by Julia.
"True, usually the husband is more affectionate to his second wife. As a first wife, you have to be smart and go two steps ahead of the actor." Said Tutik sewot.
"Normally Zufar drove you, but not today, it must be delicious again with his second wife. I think your husband got hit by the actor's smear pellet!" connect Julia.
"Hus, are you here to study or gossip?" sergah Rima as a mediator, stopping two mothers of sheep who always like to berghibah and gossip.
After completion, Suci immediately returned from the teaching certificate to go home and say goodbye to everyone. "Assalamu'alaikum," he said.
Along the way home, a man suddenly blocked his way. "Your face looks sad" chirped the handsome man wearing casual clothes.
The saint raised his head, looked a few seconds and looked down again. "It's none of your business" he said.
"Did Zufar hurt you?"
"Stop meddling in my domestic affairs!" resolute Holy who was angry with the man who was before him.
"Because I care about you, Siska has already influenced Zufar and you won't have a chance to be with her." Mirza tries to warn the hooded woman, knowing the bad habits of her brother's second wife.
"Don't try to influence me."
"Whatever, you want to believe it or not. Clearly, Siska is very cunning. The fox lady always plays dirty, and adheres to black magic."
Sacred speech, words from Mirza can not be ignored let alone know if the husband changed drastically. However, he still denied it and thought positively. "Whatever Siska will do is his business with the khalik," he replied confidently.
"I've warned you, the rest I leave to you. Oh yeah, I want to apologize for what happened eight years ago." Mirza tried to apologize, feeling guilty for wasting women like hidden pearls.
"I've forgiven you."
"Does that mean there's still a chance for me?"
"I am your sister-in-law and you are my sister-in-law, so please cherish that bond now. Forget about what ever happened between us," insisted the Saint who passed away leaving the place.
Mirza stared at the departure of the hooded woman, a sense of regret made her unable to do anything because her status was only a sister-in-law. "Does that mean I didn't have a chance to be with him?" that's what Mirza thought.
Suci is still thinking about the words of Mirza about Siska who likes to play dirty to get what she wants. "If that's true, then I should ask this to ustadz." His inner.