REPLYING TO MY HUSBAND'S MISTRESS
Chapters 216.

 The sound of a baby's cry that was so shrill accompanied the funeral process of the late July, all eyes staring pity at the baby who was now in the sling of the lady. The quiet, non-talking lady is the only person willing to take care of the baby after everyone refuses to take care of her for fear of bad luck, I don't know who first spread the phrase provocation but the result is now all citizens as if disgusted at the baby girl who was born in July before this.

 Not to mention the condition of the deceased who was found in a state of naked and also his face that was heavily damaged as in the hit blunt objects many times made it very difficult to recognize.

"It's a pity at the end of his life, it's been in the husband's dwelling. Born alone, ostracized and now even died in terrible circumstances."

"Yes, amit amit jabang baby anyway may we all be kept away from such an apes life."

"Yes, if you don't want his life like July, yes you don't be like him while living dong."

"Know this, people have died are also still in ghibahin. Don't remember what death was?"

 After the funeral as usual, the mourners drove all home while talking about what they saw and heard about the late house.

Rahman could only shake his head to hear every opinion expressed by the mourners, most of whom were neighbors and friends of July's closest friends in his old life. It is very sad, when their lives are close like cocoons, now when one of them dies instead of praying good either they are busy looking to the fault and start to hate it.

"Sir, you still want to be here?" rahman asked when he saw Asy, his wife like she was still at home near the tomb with a gravestone carved by the name of July.

 Everyone has gone home, only they live, Mr. Kades and Abdi and some grave diggers who are cleaning tools are not far from the navel.

"Yes, Brother. Asy wants to pray for the late first yes," said Asy lirih.

 Rahman nodded slowly as Asy looked into his eyes asking for approval.

 Asy crouched down while holding the white wooden tombstone, his eyes began to glaze over while chanting a prayer in his heart for the late July.

"What's quiet there, Jul. May Husnul khatimah." Asy whispered softly before finally stepping her feet away from the funeral.

 Walking hand in hand towards the return to the house of Mr. Kades who was only three hundred meters from the cemetery, pak kades seemed to approach Rahman. While Abdi seemed to walk faster like a hurry to his home.

"Sorry, ustadz. I want to ask," said Mr. Kades as slow as possible.

 Rahman slowed down his steps, but Asy swiftly took his arm because he also kepo with what Pak kades wanted to say to her husband.

"What's up, Mr kades?" Rahman answered.

Mr. Kades seemed to weigh in first before saying what he wanted to convey. Every now and then his eyes seemed to glance towards Asy like an objection to his presence.

 That's it, and that line of words was able to eliminate all doubts Mr. Kades before.

 "A, anu. Look, what do you think the response of ustadz is the same Neng Asy if ... actually July died because he was killed?"

 Rahman and Asy were silent for a moment, because even though they saw and delivered the body directly before, but as a stranger in the village, it certainly feels impolite if they interfere with what happened there.

"I'm sorry, I don't mean to make you uncomfortable. However, I personally still did not expect there to be this kind of thing in this village. The death of Juli .. is too tragic to say just a coincidence, well even though there are often reports that the deceased since sorry, crazy is often around his house in a state, ummm ... not wearing clothes and often also sounds like the sound of people banging his head against the wall several times. What residents believe to be the voice of July is venting the stress," added Mr. Kades again, did not want to make the two guests of his village uncomfortable.

 Rahman looked mangosteen, entering the courtyard area Pak kades spacious house Rahman chose silence. They will continue their conversation when they get home. At least so it will be safer from the ears of evil ears that can steal the hearing and will harm them later.

 Arriving inside the house, no sound was heard. Even though Miss Kades and Abdi had gone home earlier. Even Miss Kades brought with her baby July who is now in custody inevitably she had to take it because no other citizens would care for her. Wanting to give the baby to the orphanage pak kades did not have the heart, it became the responsibility was finally taken over by them.

"Assalamu'alaikum, Ma? Ma?" call Mr. Kades while stepping in ahead of Rahman and Asy because they want to find the whereabouts of the wife.

 After finding out that the wife was asleep in the room while hugging the baby, Mr. Kades smiled with relief and returned to the living room where Rahman and Asy were sitting waiting.

"Well, ustadz. What about my question?" asked Mr. Kades again, with a voice that was deliberately drilled because he did not want to make the baby who seemed to have just fallen asleep was awakened because of shock.

"I'm .. I'm honestly, afraid to speculate, Mr. Kades. In addition because I am a foreigner, my outsiders also feel they have no right to interfere in this matter" said Rahman sage.

 Mr. Kades lowered his head, took a glass of bottled mineral water that was always available on the table and sipped it slowly.

"I want to take this case to the police station, but .. because the family is also no longer there, and the residents also do not want this case to be extended because they are afraid the name of the village to be bad, and the community also does not want the case to be extended, then I can what? Sad even though if you remember the unfortunate fate of the child," said Mr. Kades seemed very concerned about the fate that befell July.

 Rahman nodded in understanding, especially Mr. Kades is the number one person in the village. Of course, he will feel responsible if there are citizens who are affected by problems or cases like the one experienced by the late July.

"What are your plans in the future?" ask A Asy anyway.

 Mr. Kades turned his head briefly, then looked back down with a troubled face.

"Of course, maybe I'll deal with everyone else first. Moreover, I also have evidence that indeed July was killed, not purely dead as residents say."

 Asy's forehead was frowned upon hearing Mr. Kades' confession. " What? The evidence? What evidence do you have?" tanyanya.