Retaliation of Persecuted Wife
Chapter 28 is Not Reliable

Chapter 28

Unrelentingly

(Pov Author)

Envisioning Beautiful in a smile by other men makes Heru feel jealous. He is not willing to see Beautiful near other men. Heru's love for Beautiful is still there even though it's not as big as it used to be. His feelings of love have been divided since Vienna entered his life.

"Darling.., today Mas overtime and maybe home a little night. You go to bed first, don't wait for me." Heru said farewell to Vienna while kissing the head of his young wife.

"Loh, so I can't hug dong before bed?" Whimper Vienna while weaving his lips."

"Let's hug dear, when you want to sleep."

"Don't go home too late, ma'am."

"Ease try. Go first, yeah."

Vienna nodded and drove her husband to the door and away.

"Goddess.. Heleh Mbak, that's where I still have a face when I snatch the husband of people, where the old wife is kicked out like a queen in the house of people." Sarkas Mila who happened to be at Surti's house that morning.

The woman who is a hobby of gossip and nyinyir, said Vienna but did not look at the woman. It made Vienna furious and clenched his hands.

"Heh gentong! That's what I am?!" Read Vienna.

"That's feeling?! It's good." Reply Mila with her judes.

"Why would I take someone's husband?! Not the husband?! Really great job!"

"Ow. ouch..uh!! It's wrong to still have a face, huh?! As if that was his behavior!"

"That's not pretentious to feel real if you're still bringing people! What do you think that nyinyir is not a sin?!"

"Well, you know the same sins! It's better to lose than to take men. Didn't think of the pain of the woman her husband took?! How about his position in the tucker. Can you still talk like this?!"

Vienna's face flushed, between shame and restraining annoyance. Mila's words were so about her heart.

"Of course, no more fuss! It was morning, embarrassed to hear the neighbors. What is important is that we do a lot of good, not even add to sins. Remember, in heaven there are no dalem. Much-much istighfar..."

Surti tried to break up the two sides who were fighting that mouth. Both Vienna and Mila clashed with sharp glares and hatred in the eyes.

Vienna also went inside and locked the door without saying anything let alone saying goodbye to its neighbors.

"Duh, my greget is the same magic granny!" Mila said, still very upset.

***

Meanwhile. After saying goodbye to his wife Vienna, Heru did not go to his workplace but instead drove his vehicle to Indah's hometown to meet his two in-laws.

Heru, who was only a few working days after the transfer of his official duties, returned to Kalimantan, applying for leave to arrange his divorce. But the permission given by the office he used to follow Indah and meet her in-laws today.

Long enough to go to the village by motorcycle. Spend two hours and have to cross the river because the village is quite remote.

With a certain step, Heru approached the door of the house that was closed after parking his motorcycle in the yard of his father-in-law's house.

"Tock... Geck... Heck...!"

The atmosphere of the house seemed lonely when Heru tried to knock on the door. Repeatedly but still no answer from inside the house.

"Watch a ready?"

He looked at the owner of the voice.

"I'm looking for Mr. Abdul, sir." Heru replied to the middle-aged man who was carrying a hoe on his shoulder.

"Oh, Abdul. Cobe you look at the kebon sanak. This clock die must still be bekebon."

Suffortlessly Heru translated the old man's words. He knows enough, though he cannot speak the same language.

"Okay sir, but I'll just wait here."

"Baeklah. Sorry you, saye stay ye. I want to work with dolok."

"Yes sir, please..."

An hour later, Mr. Abdul and his wife Sumi's mother walked side by side to his house. The two middle-aged elders looked surprised at the presence of Heru who seemed to be sitting quietly while playing his phone.

"Ehem!"

Mr. Abdul cleared his throat to tell of his presence.

Heru who heard the deheman looked up and put his car into his pants pocket.

"Assalamualaikum Father, Mother..." Hail Heru, then took the hands of her two in-laws and endured them in turn.

Although she does not like it, Sumi's mother deals to cover up her disappointment. So did Mr. Abdul who looks ordinary.

"Goddessalam..." Replied Mr. Abdul and Ms. Sumi in unison.

"It's been a long time for you to come Heru?"

"Not really, sir." Answer Heru.

"Love mane can't see?"

"A. is at the house, sir." Heru was a little nervous about answering Mr. Abdul's question.

While Bu Sumi averted her eyes and went straight inside to hear Heru's answer. Ms. Sumi knew Heru was lying, especially Indah had told her about the matter of the house and also how the results of her first divorce hearing to her parents over the phone.

"Look, baeknye kite chatted inside." Said Mr. Abdul.

Heru unceasingly followed his father-in-law into the house and sat in the living room with his leisure.

"So ape ape Heru, can't beenye you come alone like this."

He took a breath before starting to speak.

"Look, Dad, I came here to ask Dad for help to persuade Indah to withdraw the divorce lawsuit he filed with me."

Mr. Abdul was silent. Seeing the reaction of his father-in-law, Heru then continued his conversation.

"I still love Beautiful Dad. I don't want to part with him. Maybe Lovely already told Dad, and Mom. I admit I was wrong. But I got married again for a reason. I begged Dad to help me persuade Indah to go back to building a household with me."

Mr. Abdul looked to breathe.

"Look at Heru, about Beautiful nak balek or not with you let die from the people who mutiloskan. Because the one who lives life like and dukanye is die. Bile die chose to separate from you, that artinye die is no longer happy with the marriage. And I don't want to force it.

"Is Dad this because of a debt I never paid?" Asked Heru who suddenly spoke in a cold tone.

"Sorry Heru, no relationship with debt. Also, I have no intention of wanting to collect. Bile you're willing to pay, I accept. But bile thou mindest that Father shall not charge."

"I hold Dad's talk. I was hoping Dad would be on my side. Because I know for myself, divorce is hated by God."

"Divor divorce is hated by God. But in the bond of marriage that is sought is worship and happiness. Bile mane is more than sin and suffering, so God does not forbid divorce."

Mr. Abdul took a deep breath and then exhaled slowly. Facing Heru does require extra patience. And Mr. Abdul just felt it now. The middle-aged man momentarily imagined how his daughter felt facing such a Heru.

"Bile in a household that ade hanye always quarrels and no longer respect each other again always hurt the couple's make in can is sin not pahale. That's one simple point that I always need to remember. Now son Heru, is there any more reward in your household or sin?"

"Just tell me you don't want us to be together anymore."

Astagfirullah, in the heart of Mr. Abdul said. So clash what Beautiful said some of this time. Heru can no longer be maintained as a husband.

"Father can only give advice, but can't force the will."

"Far away I came here. But not what I expected!"

"I'm sorry!"

With a lack of manners, Heru left her in-laws' house. He left with a sense of disappointment because his desire was not supported by his two in-laws.

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