Rice Shell For My Husband
Chapter 10 - Pregnancy

Rima just left the house, with all the preparations packing all the clothes. No tears fell as she turned back to look at the house full of memories with her husband. A house that is only a shelter, get torment from a husband who is light-handed. At least she has struggled to get the heart of her husband, but only accepted the pain after being betrayed. She wiped her tears, left and would not look over. 

"Bismil was bornrahmanirrahim, this is where I started and here I ended. Forgive your servant, O God, go without saying goodbye to Arman." Slowly flowed. 

Rima locked the door and placed the key in between a flower pot made of cement, a secret place that only Arman knew about. He held his head and felt the world spinning, looking straight ahead while massaging his head. 

He collapsed and collapsed, lying on the floor with his luggage. 

A while later, Rima looked around the familiar room. The corner of the eye unintentionally looked at a man who was sitting not far from him. "Mas Arman?" she immediately sat down and was embarrassed to meet her husband. 

"After you've removed me you want to get out of the house?" a simple sentence that came out of Arman's mouth, looking at the wife with an expression that could not be described. 

"Bu-not that Mas, ta-but I___." 

"That's it, there's no need to explain anything." Said Arman who interrupted the words spoken by Rima. 

"Sorry to me." Rima again lowered his face, not having any courage after the khilaf deeds he did. 

"Is this how you do it? Escape from trouble." 

"I'm not a good wife, it's enough I'm chasing a love that's always out of reach. For that, let's get divorced." Breaking up Rima who sighed heavily, there was a sense of unwillingness to fend in the heart, but the decision was correct according to him. 

Arman was a little shocked to hear the word divorce, indeed he did not like the way Rima was very dirty and thwarted his marriage to Sulastri, there was a sense in the heart that could not be explained. 

"You're my talaq." Rima ventured into contact directly looking into Arman's eyes, the throat was round. 

"I can't divorce you." 

"Why?" Rima doesn't understand what happened to Arman. Hasn't the man been wanting to throw it away? He was only considered as samsak annoyed, but why did the thing he said even happen otherwise? I don't know, she couldn't understand her husband either. 

"There's a fetus growing in your womb." 

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Rima was very surprised, both eyes that seemed to come out of place. Getting pregnant? Can not imagine if there is a fetus that grows and makes the relationship of the two can not be separated just like that. 

Exfoliating a flat stomach with a grain of tears, happy news and also sad for him. 

"I'm pregnant? Oh my God, is this the wrong clue to getting a chance to fix our marriage?" rima's mind was deeply moved. 

"You passed out on the porch, I called the midwife and said you were two." Arman is expressionless. "I cannot divorce you because of the fetus in your womb, as soon as I will take care of our divorce according to what you ask after the child is born." He said as he passed away leaving Rima who was staring at his departure with a stroke of sadness. 

Rima again caressed her stomach and shed tears, good news came along with bad news. "Darling, I'm sorry. This is all because your mother was born without both parents living together. I will make every effort to take care of you, and raise you to be a successful person of the world also in the hereafter." Mumbled slowly. 

Rima turned her gaze to the window, the ordeal that re-binding her and reminded her of the mistake made. Crying in silence with no shoulders to lean on, and decided to meet Aisyah and ask for advice. 

Arman thought about his debt problems that had not been paid off, plus the work piled up. Rima's problem of staining food to meelet her is unacceptable. 

"I'd better get divorced and find another woman, the problem is with the fetus in her womb." Arman rubbed his face rough, not knowing how to react about the unwanted pregnancy of the wife. 

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The woman who covered her face with a red scarf, the crushed face from Rima turned things around. Sulastri comes to meet Itam's grave to avenge himself, hearing some people recommend the elderly woman whose level of black magic is very much recognized. 

"What purpose brings you here?" mak Itam asked while flushing, the reddened mouth smiled at the next patient.

"Sir, I came here to ask for help." 

"Hem, I know. You came to recover your face, didn't you?" mak Itam smiled because he was the one who carried out the attack on Sulastri. 

"Yes Mak, as well as avenging Rima." 

Itam's tomb was increasingly smiling with many fools who came to see him, forgetting the teachings of his prophet Muhammad. "It could be, but I want a big dowry." 

"Whatever it is Mak, I don't care what matters my revenge is avenged and mas Arman re-chose me." Sulastri's passionate determination. 

Itam's grave glances in the other direction while smiling after making a deal on its ally, the supernatural creature who loves Rima. 

"You just go home, come tomorrow morning and prepare the terms I ask." 

"Thank you, I'll take care of you." 

After the departure of Sulastri, suddenly the body of mak Itam bounced until coughed, seeing the perpetrator who was none other than his ally. 

"What's wrong with you?" 

"You already know that I love Rima, how could I possibly do evil to her?" crush the magical creature with a gaze full of anger. Yes, he had loved Rima a long time ago, doing allies just to get close to the woman. 

"Don't be crazy, your nature is so different. You won't be able to be with her, let alone her not running the ritual." 

"I don't care."

"Whatever, if you don't want to I can just tell the King." 

"Try it if you can." Said a subtle creature that has a large and tall body while in jet black named Darma. Passing away left the place in anger, after having sex with Rima he still fused and considered as his wife. 

"Captain creature, how brave he is to me." Monologue mak Itam who spit betelnya, prepare flowers seven shapes and seven different springs, also incense. Performing a ritual to summon other creatures aimed at attacking Rima, he was also very upset at his patient, had migrated and left his routine.