Retaliation of Persecuted Wife
Chapter 23 Arguing In Medsos

Chapter 23

Arguing In Medsos

After asking for prayers from my parents in the village, today I returned to my boarding house. Although the disappointment is seen when I say the house was taken over by Mas Heru, but to two parents I do not blame me who had foolishly believed in Mas Heru first.

My father said, maybe the house is not my fortune to have it longer. And my father said he would give me a new home. But I refused, this time I want to try to have it independently. It was enough for me that my parents sacrificed for me, and I could not make them happy.

***

Tomorrow is the day I wait to undergo my first trial. I asked permission not to go to work again to my superiors, for attending my divorce hearing.

A notification from the application with the letter F logo is clinking. Though I have not used the application for a long time even though I never logged out of my account there.

A notice from the app says that Heru Kurniawan has tagged you in a post.

I became curious, what is Mas Heru marking myself in the application that favored the Mothers and Fathers who mostly incarnate like young ladies.

If the husband has tried to give his best, but the wife instead chooses to go how I should be responsible, while he does not want to be together again.

I can see the words in Mas Heru's post. Many like the post without knowing the actual events and even comments that flood the comments column with various responses, blasphemies, and praise.

Mas Heru is really childish. If I respond to the post, it's the same as eating the bait that Mas Heru provides. He might have a plan behind the post. I'd rather just shut up and focus on tomorrow.

I should also change the settings of this application so that anyone who marks me in his post, must pass my approval first. So posts like this do not appear directly on the homepage of my application.

I think I need to make a new plan. When officially divorced. I will prove to Mas Heru if he wrongly betrayed me.

"Tin!"

Notif in the application with the logo F sound back. This time it is not marking but rather private messages that can be sent from the application.

Mas Heru: Beautiful why can't you be contacted? You must have blocked my number. Aye right? How beautiful you are.

Especially this? The endless Mas Heru always makes me dizzy. And the way he spoke made me so nauseous.

Mas Heru: You have read this message, right? Let's answer Beautiful.

Mas Heru: Between you and Vienna, I love you more Beautiful. Nothing has changed from how I felt about you.

Haah, she thinks I can trust her again just like that? I'm not as stupid as you think.

Mas Heru: I know I have done a beautiful Khilaf. But I can't leave her because she's pregnant with my son. That's why I have to marry her.

Even if she is not pregnant, you are guilty of cheating on me. You broke your promise to stay loyal to me.

Me: How many times have you guys done behind my back?

Mas Heru: Finally, you reply also my message Beautiful.

I'm :Jawab Mas, how many times?!

Mas Heru: That's not much Beautiful, just a few times.

It was delicious that he said khilaf, whereas he enjoyed it many times.

Me : Just Mas?! Just a few times and you call that a khilaf?! The name khilaf is quite once Mas, not repeated many times! Don't call me anymore, let alone tag me in your post! We'll meet tomorrow, at the end of the clarity of our marriage!

Mas Heru: Think again Beautiful, do not just obey emotions for a moment. I'm sure our household is still fine. You're just in a wonderful emotional state. And remember Beautiful, if you choose to separate, then forever you will not be able to return to that house.

Me: Okay, please you want to take the house. But remember Mas, your family owed my parents don't forget to pay. Because in the future we have no relationship anymore, so there is no such thing as giving up debt!

Mas Heru: Can't be so Beautiful. Then think about it carefully.

Haah, so he maintained this marriage just to make it easier for them not to have to pay debts.

My breath went down and up against Mas Heru, even though it was just passing through an application. It seems that I also have to delete this application, and block all my social media from Mas Heru so that nothing like this happens. I will not be able to live quietly if Mas Heru is still around me.

Just look at Mas, I will prove how sorry you are for hurting, betraying and depriving me of my rights.

"Trieing...! Trio...!"

The sound of the phone surprised me. I thought it was Mas Heru who tried to contact me. But it turns out that the name Rara called there. Without wasting any more time I immediately picked up the call.

"Hello, Assalamualaikum Ra..."

"Waalaikumsalam, are you in Kosan?"

"Yes Ra, why?"

"Yes Ra, I asked Adam for permission. I want to focus on my problems first Ra."

"Oh so. If there's still time left, you want me to meet new clients? I'm still awkward when asked to talk in person."

"Just Nemani yes, I did not help you say yes. Hehe..."

"Ready, it's also like me."

"Yes already. You make a pact at what time."

"No making a deal. But he said tomorrow any name could be as long as not sleeping hours. Hehe..."

"Where?"

"Later to go to the cafe near the Religious Court office, what? Let you follow no distance."

"Can."

"Thank you, it's beautiful."

"Godly, just like everyone else."

"Hehehe, yes I closed. Assalamualaikum..."

"Goddessalam..."

***

The morning was quite bright today, inwardly praying that my first trial today would go smoothly. The evidence I need a lawyer has given me. I also sipped my warm tea to fill the energy that morning with my favorite brownies.

"Tock... Geck... Tok...! Clek!" The door was knocked and someone opened it.

Jehan's sweet face popped out from behind the door.

"Can I come in, brother?" Ask the girl.

"Eh, Ji. Login here. It just so happened that brother had breakfast. Have you had breakfast yet? Here's breakfast together." Take me.

Jihan stepped in and immediately sat in front of me. Carpeted with plastic, we sat back and enjoyed breakfast that morning.

"Do you want tea or coffee?"

Jihan shook her head.

"I had a drink in my room, brother." Jihan replied while taking a piece of brownies and putting it in her mouth.

"Sister, I'm gonna have to do real college work soon. Confused about where to intern. Is there any place that would accept a student like me?" Jihan said again, this time she seemed to face obstacles of disbelief against her.

"What kind of student are you? According to Brother, you are diligent. And you're smart too. There's gotta be a place where you're gonna go to intern there."

"But I don't care, brother."

"Don't not be confident like that. Come on, he said you want to be able to help your parents soon. Or try later you go to the office where Brother works. Who knew you could be accepted to intern there."

There was a twinkle in Jihan's eyes when she heard my suggestion.

"real Brother? Jihan try it later. Hope it is acceptable, brother. It's good there, Kak Indah and Kak Rara can help me, if I'm confused, hehehe..."

"It can be you."

"Where are you tidy? Work? But I don't wear clothes to work." Jihan asked who just realized my appearance.

"No more business outside the office."

"Am I bothering this big brother? Is my brother leaving?"

I turned towards the clock that was coiled in my left hand, then shook my head.

"No, there's still an hour and a half. I can still relax and enjoy breakfast. Let's finish the cake, do you want another snack? Take a look at Brother's closet shelf, just grab whichever one we want."

"Most at home to my sister's room. Hehe..."

"Bas with you." I also chuckled at the girl's shy behavior but wanted it.

Seriate...

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