Princess Reunion Cost
I'm sorry Sri...

Sri was back in her car, when she had just accepted the harsh reality. Tears kept flooding his cheeks, Sri seemed to lose control and roared in the car.

"What's my fault? Where am I less as a wife? Am I not beautiful anymore? Did I not serve you well? Where is the lack until you betray me?" Sri Sesal hit the wheel of his car.

Which woman's heart is not broken, when she gets the reality if she is not the only one for the one she loves? The dim heart, the sky seems dark, Sri's body shivers violently restraining emotions. But he could do nothing, he could only stare at the very high gate of Grazia's house.

"Why are you like this? You are the same with me! You are the same as our son!" sri continued to regret what had happened.

"Trease! He should know his a'a behavior!" In an emotional state, Sri immediately drove her vehicle to the house of Cempaka, but when she was at a crossroads, she suddenly abandoned her intentions.

Sri is well aware that she and Cempaka are best friends, who end up being sister-in-law and sister-in-law. They have been a family ever since Sri decided to marry the Gods. Sri initially wanted to complain to Cempaka and he was sure, Cempaka would definitely defend himself. But he was not to the heart if this problem can damage the friendship that has become the family, between himself and Cempaka. In other words, Sri is afraid if she loses a good friend like Cempaka, if the reality is not in accordance with her expectations. After all God is the older brother of Cempaka who will never be cut off from his blood.

"What should I do? Where should I complain?" Batin Sri, in between her sobs.

Sri decided to contact Siti. But a phone call from him was not picked up by Siti who was having a big fight with her family, because of Batra's problem who did not have much income and also could not manage the inheritance property owned by the Siti family. At that time Siti and Batra were still living in Padang.

Still in a state of despair, Sri decided to contact Butet. But like Butet's previous story, Butet's phone is gone and is no longer active. Not wanting to feel alone, Sri decided to look for Butet to her home. But without Sri knowing, it turns out Butet has just moved house and he really lost contact with Butet. While Moan's mobile number, Sri never knew.

Sri was really desperate and stopped her car on the side of the road. She cried so much that her tears dried. In the middle of the night, he returned home and locked himself in his room. Sri was awake until dawn and she kept herself locked up in her room without caring about Ardi who she should have prepared to go to school. Many times Ardi and mbok Han knocked on her bedroom door, but Sri always refused to open the door on the grounds that she was sick with the flu.

For two days Ardi was taken care of by mbok Han and between going to school by the security guard at Sri's house. For two days he locked himself in his room. Until this afternoon he got a message from Dewa, who said he would return home, then Sri went out of the room and dressed as usual.

At exactly ten o'clock in the night, the gods had already arrived home. At that time, Sri was a little calm, but both eyes still look swollen. The god came home with a lot of souvenirs and a smile that was so happy, showing that he missed Sri and Ardi very much. But Sri knew it was all a charade that God showed him.

As usual, Sri served the Gods well, without asking any questions to the Gods. Because Ardi misses his father so much, God was forced to accompany Ardi to sleep in his room, after they all had dinner. After Ardi fell asleep, the God went out of Ardi's room and looked at Sri who was still sitting in the family room, waiting for her.

"You haven't slept, baby?" Ask God, as he approached Sri and hugged his wife warmly.

The thing that Sri usually likes very much, suddenly makes Sri feel nauseous and want to vomit.

"Not yet mas," Sahut Sri with his.

"Said Han, you're sick. Just remember his eyes are slammed. You sleep a lot?" Ask the gods again.

"Yes, um."

"I'm sorry, when you're sick, I'm forced to go out of town." The god tightened his embrace and gently kissed Sri's forehead.

"What are you doing in Makassar?" Sri asked while dispelling the hand of God that was coiling on his body.

The god looks excited, but he tries to control his surprise at Sri's question.

"It's work, baby. You know my job." Reply God.

"What do I not know?" Ask Sri again.

This time the God fell silent while staring at the two eyes of Sri deeply.

"Can you explain what I don't know?" Sri Tegas.

The god frowned and tried to read the emotions on Sri's face.

"Is there nothing you're hiding behind me?" Ask Sri again.

The god shook his head hesitantly, then he started to feel something was wrong.

"Nothing?" Sri continued to urge the gods.

"No." Sahut Dewa's.

"Oh, yeah." Sri got up from her seat and stepped towards her room.

Feeling something strange about his wife's attitude, the Gods caught up with Sri who had entered their room.

"Why you?" Ask God, while rubbing Sri's back against her gently.

Without being able to stand again, his cries exploded again. The god began to feel confused and tried to calm his wife. But no matter how many times the Gods tried to calm down, the hands of the Gods were continuously tepis by Sri.

"Tell me, what's my fault? Why are you acting like this?" Ask the God who started to feel panic, because of Sri's attitude.

"Why did you betray me?"

"Breaking?" Ask the God with a face that looks confused.

"Yes, a credit card bill that pays for the needs of many women and babies. House in elite housing. A woman named Grazia and her infant daughter. You pretended to leave the city, but you went home to the beautiful woman. You spend the weekend with your new family. You are carrying your child with love and fatherhood. That's all I know mas!"

The god was flabbergasted, he was unable to speak and deny what Sri had just mentioned.

"I saw you at a tourist spot, last weekend. Which is where you promised you'd spend time for me and Ardi. Ye know? Ardi is very disappointed in you. I saw you working in your office, so you're not going to Makassar. I saw your car in the parking lot at the house of the woman named Grazia! Do you think I don't know anything!" During Sri's marriage with Dewa, Sri was high-pitched when talking to her husband.

The gods are still silent. His body trembled as guilt began to gnaw at every niche of his heart.

"If I am not good as a wife, what punishment like this is appropriate for me? Please answer," Sri said again.

The god is silent. But this time his face fell deeply.

"Am I not beautiful? Because she is so much younger and more beautiful. Oh yeah, he must be a rich kid. Must be pretty blinding in your eyes, huh? It's not like I'm just a kid from the village. But is that fair to me? If you want to get married again, at least you'll be honest with me. Talk to me! Don't lie to me!" Sri said all her heart with angry eyes.

"Why don't you just divorce me? Why go down a road like this?"

The god squinted his eyes, then he rested at Sri's feet with tears that began to flow on his cheeks.

"I'm sorry Sri." Say God, while kissing Sri's feet.