Please Let go of me
Chapter 5 - Zufar's Rage

There was the sound of a vase being thrown to the floor until it broke, so many small pieces scattered. Zufar was furious with the information he had obtained from his assistant, venting all the ardent feelings. "This is the first time Suci lied to me, he said goodbye to Riau, but he was in Cairo. Does he intend to leave me? But why?" there are so many questions on his mind right now. 

He vented anger through the servants who did little wrong, snapped at everyone and issued an original disposition that was never shown before the Holy One, everyone hoped that their employer's first wife would come home soon to quell Zufar's passionate emotions. 

Siska was very surprised by what she knew, approaching her husband to temper her emotions. Bring a glass of mineral water and hand it over. "Drink Me!"

Everyone gasped in shock when they heard the broken glass from Zufar throwing it in any direction. "There's no need to be kind, you're not a saint."

"But I'm also your wife, ma'am."

"Yes, you're just a wife on paper. Holy my real wife, because you made my wife run away from home." Zufar snapped that pushed Siska's body, it was fortunate that the woman could hold her body from falling which could be fatal.

"My partner?" Siska pointed at herself, a weak gaze helpless with reproach from the husband. He cried a mouthful, unable to bear the slurs of Zufar who had always been bad to him. 

"I know you set me up that night, if there weren't any of my seeds there, I wouldn't be responsible." Snapping Zufar by raising the voice by an octave.

"What are you talking about, Mom? Mistakes aren't all from me, you yourself suddenly came and desecrated me." Siska was disappointed.

"If it wasn't for the fetus in your belly, it wouldn't have brought you here." Zufar passed away leaving his second wife in anger. He craved a child, but it could not be obtained from the Saint who was declared barren, and would not be able to have children. 

Siska fell silent and received a snatch from her husband, already accustomed to hearing Zufar's reproach which always snapped and acted rudely. Staring at the departure of the husband who disappeared from behind the door, she cried with a hiccup while stroking her stomach that bulged. "So much love for my brother Zufar? Why is this happening to me God.it's so unfair, I'm also his wife." Monologue that can not stand the snapping of the husband. 

Zufar could not think clearly, because the existence of his first wife was not known with certainty. "I am very sure, surely Suci is in the house of Umi Kalsum. But I don't know where the address is!" the noise was very irritated, pulling the hair venting a sense of anger. 

The next day, Zufar immediately followed where his wife was going, leaving all the office work and handing it over to the assistant. His sleep could not be sound when the wife intended to run away by lying to him, fortunately it was soon known. A very angry face looks so real, a sense of emotion that does not want to be left by the first wife. "Go as far as you can, but I'll find you." His mind with determination. 

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Saints have just finished praying, facing the creator. Saying his complaints that can not be shared with anyone, especially his mother and foster sister. Clear fluids when prayer is offered, pray for everyone, especially her husband. "My Lord, give me strength in the face of trials. Forgive the servant who left the husband, for this heart is not ready to receive the gift." Tears break again dripping on a container, remembering the love of the husband who was divided with other women. Zufar's new wife is always getting attention, as if she is invisible. 

After praying and praying, Suci stepped out of the room, catching a middle-aged woman who was giving cake. "Umi want to make a cake? I'm helping you!" it was her who smiled.

"No, just rest. You must be so tired, let Umi finish it." 

"But Umi__." Suci whines hoping her mother gives her permission to help.

"You can help, but tomorrow. Now sit down and be a chatter buddy!" 

Sacred smiled approvingly at the middle-aged woman's words, immediately pulled up a chair and sat face to face. "Oh yeah..Where is Umi?" looking for the whereabouts of the sister in the room.

"She's in her room, studying. Every dawn, he would take the time to study after the prayer." The explanation of Umi Kalsum is only reciprocated with head mangosteen.