Roses, Not Balsa
Arsy in Adi's eyes

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It is not easy to be an Arsy. Women have the status of a wife but do not get the treatment that should be obtained by a wife. Not getting proper recognition nor getting the rights they should.

But neither can Arsy force everyone to accept it, nor can he force them to give up their rights because he will never have power. The most important thing is that he can still stay there, he has been very profitable.

Arsy is like a bird bound to his master's place, he can't leave because he won't know which way to go. He can only follow all their games.

But no! He had to keep trying to escape from the den that was like hell for him. Arsy must be able to find his own paradise to be better in the future. That's what needs to be done.

Being found with someone as good as Bude Tantri is like a miracle to Arsy, she is like an angel who helps Arsy to try to be better and can stand alone without having to rely on anyone from her husband's family.

Not only like a helper but Bude Tantri is like a mother to Arsy who always gives tips that make his heart stronger and calm.

"Budhe, thank you, yes" he said.

"For?" Budhe Tantri frowned in front of Arsy.

"For the science that Budhe taught Arsy. And this, this is the result of the hard work of Arsy and Budhe, we split the two" Arsy said.

So happy Arsy finally he can produce coffers of money from sewing her assisted by Bude Tantri, although not yet how much but it is very valuable for him.

"No need, son. It's just you, you do it all." Bude Tantri wanted to refuse because he felt he was just helping and not doing anything, but still Arsy did not want to accept the rejection and still give half the results for Bude Tantri.

"No, Budhe. It's Budhe's right. Arsy won't be able to get this money without help from Budhe, so there's Budhe's right here too." Arsy insisted.

By being forced to finally accept the money given by Bude Tantri just now, he was so grateful for getting money that was fairly free according to him even though not for Arsy himself.

"Oh yes, son. What are you going to do next? Where did you open the sewing house?" ask Budhe Tantri.

"Not yet, Budhe. But Arsy will think about it." he said.

Actually not only because the place is not yet able but also because the rent is not sufficient. Arsy just collect little by little money and he will use it after everything is enough.

Not only did she raise money to rent a sewing house, but Arsy would also raise money for her supplies to leave her husband's house, he would not be able to linger there anymore because in reality there was already no hope. The home will no longer be maintained.

"Hem, hope you find it soon. And yes, if there's anything else don't mention Budhe's story, Budhe will try to help you as much as Budhe can" he said.

"Yes, Budhe." So lucky Arsy knows Budhe tantri.

"Then Arsy said yes, Budhe." Pamphitt. Immediately stand up and greet Budhe Tantri with reverence. "Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

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Adi's anger was so great when he got home but Arsy wasn't there. He was very tired but no one could get him a drink.

"Basic fucking wife. The husband came home instead of home to welcome and serve and went somewhere. Fuck up!" objurgation.

Adi was so angry, he dropped his body on the chair violently. His eyes were so round with anger that as the door opened wider he grabbed the empty glass in front of him and threw.

Pranks!

"Akk!" Pekik Arsy was so shocked that the glass plunged and shattered right in front of him.

"Go home too! From where, huh!" His words were so harsh, his eyes bulging but not at all getting out of place.

"M_mas" Arsy stuttered, he was still so shocked by what was happening before him. The glass was shattered and someone injured his leg and managed to bleed.

"Ta_ but, Mas? What about the Arsy plant?" Arsys thought of that.

"What you get from your plant, you can't buy gold with it."

"At least Arsy can meet the needs of all of us, Mas!" Arsene is getting brave.

Actually he would not dare, and only this time did he dare to refute what Adi said, maybe it was because he had been too tired due to Adi's treatment all along.

"Either, reason. I know, you came out so you could always meet the old virgin right?!"

"Astaghfirullah, Mom! Do not overdo it. Mas always accuses Arsy of doing nothing but in fact it was you who did it, mas who betrayed our marriage and related to the shameless ex-lover. Yes, my mom!"

Adi got up quickly, he walked over to Arsy and...

Plaque!

"Yes, I did it because he's better than you. She is more beautiful, more able to make me happy and can also satisfy me more" Adi admitted.

Grievous, Arsy's eyes. Pain, heart.

"You're too much, Mas!" arsy's cry broke as he began to stare at Adi again after staggering for a moment due to her slap. His hand also directly held his cheek that was so sore.

"Why, you don't like it! Remember Arsy." With so strong Adi gripped Arsy's jaw as well with his sharp gaze towards him, it was clear that Arsy would be in pain.

"You are nothing more than a slave here. I'll keep you here because you're still useful, otherwise you'll have me kicked out of this house."

"You know, your mother's gonna die of a heart attack if she finds out you're a widow. And your son, will be a tramp with you."

Once Adi had the heart to do that to Arsy, it was true that this was the peak of his anger. Adi has never been so strong as he is today. Is it because of the influence of the woman?

"Ma_ mas, le_ loose," said Arsy stammered, he was in a lot of pain because of Adi.

Her tears were gushing out from her eyes but there was no sound at all. Just a whim.

Bruk!

With a rough Adi pushed Arsy's jaw and so strong make Arsy to fall on the floor with his hand hit by the broken glass earlier. Not only was his heart hurting, but his hands and feet were also injured.

'Oh God, why is this so. What was my mistake? How long will You show Your love in this way?' inner Arsy.

Without looking back Adi left Arsy, came out with haughty steps and before long his motorcycle rang, it seemed like he was going to leave the house.

Arsy's cry broke at this moment, in his solitude, his heart was so sick with thoughts wandering everywhere.

"Astaghfirullah," just keep beristighfar that Arsy did.

"God! What the fuck is this Arsy, you broke the glass again!" shouted Lusi who just came home from work and saw a broken glass in front of him, it was clear that Lusi would gap.

"Bu_ is not sa___" Arsy immediately turned his head and wanted to explain, but not yet finished Lusi was snatched again with increasingly sadistic words.

"What reason would you use, you are not so good Arsy! You really can't do anything! I'm a fool and will always be like that!"

Arsy's suffering will continue if he continues to feel there, but where will he go?

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Seriate...