Retaliation of Persecuted Wife
Chapter 30 The Fall of Talak

Chapter 30

The fall of Talak

"What are you doing today?" I asked on the wind in the boarding room measuring 3x3 meters.

After working from Monday to Saturday, it was time for Sunday. My plan was to go shopping, considering clothes were just that.

My fine clothes are already in the gondol of the Viennese thief. She was so cunning just giving me clothes that I barely used anymore.

My salary was still intact I received yesterday. Maybe it's time for me to indulge after facing fatigue over the problems.

"Tok..tok...ko...!"

I knocked on the door of Jihan's room next to mine. I intend to take him for a walk and accompany me shopping today, if the child has no activities.

"Simple!" The sound of the door opening.

"Sweet Sister! Enter brother! Room's a mess..."

I smiled as I glanced at his room which he said was a mess.

"No need. Brother only wants to take you with Brother today if you want and there are no activities."

"You Brother!"

Jihan just accepted my invitation without pause.

"Are you not really doing anything?" I asked again to make sure.

"Beneer Brother. That's Jihan's job after the morning prayers for tomorrow. It's over, just haven't been sorted out yet just the former study." He pointed to the books that were on the floor.

"Yes, at 10 we'll go. Just use the bike Brother."

"Okay Brother." Said Jihan excitedly while forming a finger sign okay to me.

I went back to my room to prepare because we were leaving in an hour.

***

Arrive at a plaza that is quite famous that provides items such as bags, shoes, clothes with medium to low quality according to the price offered.

Jihan and I went around looking at what was interesting in the heart. Some of my underwear was already in. Paper bag shoes as well as sandals for everyday meets in the left hand. My right hand was on Jihan's flank while walking.

"Ji, that looks good. Look at yuk!"

Jihan nodded, eagerly following my steps into a store selling clothes of superiors and subordinates.

Jihan and I were busy choosing.

"Sister this is good, brother, it's suitable for work."

Jihan showed me a very sweet peach-colored ruffle shirt. I held the shirt and saw its size. Just right Jihan's eyes chose the size for me.

"It's a big one."

"What time is Brother?! The cake fits right into the brother."

"Try to find the size of S." I said again.

"That's a small sis, which fits the size of Brother M."

"Search for it." I said, and Jihan said.

A few pieces of shirts with different modes and types of materials I have chosen. Likewise subordinate short skirt span, as well as cloth pants are also already in the pile of my arms. I went to the cashier to pay for the clothes.

"One million three hundred twenty-five thousand." The employee said the cashier mentioned the nominal I had to pay.

I also took out a hundred thousand Eid as much as 14 pieces, and received the change.

"We ate yuk!" Take me to Jihan.

We also look for interesting food stands in the plaza area.

"Gee... Wow.. look! Someone's been fouling her husband's money before the divorce!"

My steps suddenly stopped hearing a voice that was familiar to me. I also turned to the owner of the voice and Jihan also turned her head out of curiosity.

From the left lane apparently there are Mother-in-law, Ratih, Vienna and Mas Heru who seem to have just arrived at this plaza.

"Ehem, Mum..."

Mas Heru was like trying to hold his mother to not look for a fuss with me here.

Again I seemed to have to be made extra patient to hold back the shame and anger to face Mas Heru and his family.

"I'm sorry Mom? What do you mean Mom? I'm shopping with my own money." My objection.

I looked at Mas Heru annoyed. Because it is certain that the Mas Heru family does not know how our lives really are.

"Well, look at Heru! The way the wife talks that you still want to maintain is like this model. There is no manners to the parents!"

I am getting upset with Mother Mas Heru who is still my in-law status. I was always wrong in her eyes. I shop with my own money. It can even be calculated how much I enjoy Mas Heru's salary during the household. Just pay for my food that is not more than 50 thousand, and it happens once a month or even two to three months.

"I'm sorry I became a daughter-in-law that Mom didn't expect. I don't want to be a daughter-in-law in my mother's family anymore." I said looking at Mother-in-law.

Divorce is in sight, harmony is no longer left. I am not a human being who has as much patience as the ocean. I have limitations as I am only an imperfect human being, because perfection is only His. I have been patient enough to give to Mas Heru and his family all this time.

"You!!"

My mother-in-law pointed furiously at me. His breathing went up and down probably because it was holding back his emotions. Maybe my words are too cruel to deal with parents, but I also do not want to forever just be the one to blame here.

"Already Mom, embarrassed to see people." Said Mas Heru reminded.

I looked around and there were some people watching. Ratih looked indifferent, indifferent. While Vienna seemed to smile feeling happy with what happened.

"One thing you need to know, Mas Heru has never given a real birth living. I live on my salary, even the things in that house are my sweat."

My mother-in-law was silent. Mas Heru averted his eyes maybe embarrassed because of the financial secrets I open here. While Vienna seemed careless to hear my words.

Upset is not playing against people who may not have shamed veins in their body anymore.

"Why not just ask your new daughter-in-law?! How much did he spend Mas Heru!" I said again and managed to make them silent and misbehaved.

Suddenly Vienna's face turned pale, and Mas Heru looked stiff. Look here, who's to blame. But the hatred that blinds the eyes and the heart will not see the good and the truth even in plain sight.

"Ouch... My stomach hurts all of a sudden..."

Vienna suddenly complained, grimacing in pain. I'm sure it's just drama for fear of being angry at her mother-in-law.

I smiled a grin, disgusted at the fox's cunning wits to get the family's attention.

"Mom, ma'am, stop it! Look, it's a shame more and more people are hearing and seeing us here. And look at Vienna, he's been in a lot of pain from standing up too long. I don't want to, Mom's future grandchildren why-why."

I turned a panted eyeball looking at this family drama.

"Drop your talaq right now! Don't you keep a woman like her anymore! I don't want to accept him back as a son-in-law! Divorce her now Heru! Or you won't see your mother again!"

"Mom!!"

The jedar!!

My heart thumped loudly at Mother-in-law's request which forced Mas Heru to drop my talaq.

Right, I wanted this divorce after the trouble arose in my household. But it was never imagined by me before, that my marriage would lead to divorce. Of course, Mother Mas Heru's words made me stiffen a little to hear the sentence called.

Mas Heru stiffened and began to pale. His eyes looked at me as if he wanted to say he didn't want to. But I don't want to give him hope, because I don't want to be tormented for longer in a painful relationship like this.

I took my eyes off Mas Heru's gaze, so that he knew I wasn't expecting him anymore.

"You want to be a bad boy?! What more do you expect from him! She even filed for divorce, which means she doesn't want to be your wife. Hurry up and chop him up!"

"Mas.., sakiiiit..."

Whining Vienna while holding her stomach grimaced in pain. It's really good for the woman to take advantage of the situation.

Mas Heru looked confused and confused. He's like a cornered rat.

"I'm talking about you Beautiful. I'm talking about you Beautiful. I'm talking about you Beautiful."

Not only once but Mas Heru directly dropped talak 3 on me.

My chest was rumbling, there was tightness and gloom when the talaq sounded. Even my eyes began to condense without being asked.

"Let's go, Jihan!" I grabbed Jihan's hand and grabbed her to step away from the family.

I just realized the girl's hand was very cold in the palm of my hand. Maybe because of tension or fear of what happened. But that cold hand I need right now, to strengthen this leg to keep moving on leaving someone I love and just about to make a bitter memory of my life.

Seriate...

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