RUSTING BOAT
Chapters. 100

He, uh.. he was, me and sir. "I stammered incapable of saying - words anymore. There was a mist of disappointment in his eyes...

" He is the nephew of aunt Melda, wife of Tettah Hamdan in the city, mbo."celtuk Jubair.

There was shock on Ambo's face. He might not have thought if it turns out that Mas Haris still has a kinship relationship with him even though it is far away. Melda's aunt's husband, her mother's sister, was the cousin of Ambo, Jubair's father.

" So you are the nephew of Melda, his wife Hamdan ? "anya assured me that what he heard from Jubair was true.

" Yes, that's right Ambo, I'm the niece of aunt Melda. Aunt Melda is my mommy's sister. And I was also Saniah's future husband " said Mas Gotta calmly.

Not with Jubair. The man's face immediately turned deathly pale. He did not expect that Mas Haris would dare to say who he really was in front of Ambo.

The same is true of the face of Ambo. The old man whose face was already filled with wrinkles looked at the son with a questionable look and was of course surprised.

" What does this mean, Jubair? Since when did you and Niah get divorced?" the question immediately popped from his lips in anger.

So angry, Ambo to stand staggered and immediately came to Jubair who was standing next to Meli. The old man could no longer remember his sick condition.

Plaque.....

A slap landed on Jubair's cheek. Everyone in the room was shocked.

" Explain to me, why did this happen? Why doesn't anyone tell me about your divorce like Niah. When did that happen, huh?. ANSWER, Jubair..!! " but Ambo is getting angry. The old man's face was already filled with anger. His gaze was fiery, staring fiercely at the son.

Jubair's face lowered, unable to look at Ambo. The man was no longer able to argue or cover up something that he had long kept secret from both his parents and also Niah's parents of course.

" It was two years ago, Ambo, "he answered lethargicly. He looked at me and Mas Haris alternately, then turned to look at Ambo.

"Niah filed her divorce suit for me, right on the day she left this village. And the lawsuit was approved by the court because it was supported by evidence of my marriage to Meli in series.

I never knew if Niah filed her divorce suit with me until a subpoena from the Religious Court that day. I can't get through that divorce lawsuit because I can never find where Niah is. It's just that damn lawyer I've always met until we finally get a verdict from the court for us. I had to approve the divorce. However, I promise that if Niah comes back, I will ask Niah to refer us back. Honestly, I don't want to divorce or break up with Niah, Ambo. Because I began to realize that I loved him very much." lirih Jubair said with a clear expression.

I can't believe it, the man said such words. In the past, he said never dream of hoping that he would love me, because his love was only for that itchy woman. Why did he change his mind now.

Meli who heard her husband's confession was like being watered with ice water. His face turned pale and looked struck once. Really, he didn't expect to hear the words coming out of the mouth of the man he had believed was so crazy about him. In fact, the man had fallen in love with another woman who was none other than his own ex-wife.

Plaque.......

Back a slap on Jubair's cheek. This time not from Ambo, but from Meli. There was shock on Jubair's face. Maybe all this time he did not expect, if Meli who always obeyed and spoiled him, could also throw his hands into the face of her husband.

"Meli, .. you..! " jubair snapped at Meli with bulging eyes.

" What ...?! Brother wants to get angry? Wanna hit? Just hit it, Bang.!!" jolt Meli while thrusting next to her cheek. " " Sir has no heart. You can - usually brother says so without thinking about my feelings." said Meli by not hiding her wounded face. Her heart ached at her husband's honest confession.

The woman finally came out of Ambo's room upset and disappointed.

Jubair was just staring at his wife's back.

" I'm sorry Ambo, but I can't go back to Kak Jubair." I said after a moment of silence.

" Ambo.... O God of Ambo, what happened..? " my cry when I see Ambo to fall to the floor. The atmosphere instantly turned to panic and rowdy.

Jubair who saw it immediately ran and caught the old body of the father who had fallen to the floor. Nor did it miss Mas Haris who was by my side. My priest was that swiftly helped and carried Ambo's body. They both carried Ambo's body on the bed and laid him there.

I saw my female in-laws crying when I saw the state of the male in-laws who were lying unconscious.

There is a sense of pity and a little guilt because indirectly my arrival here is the trigger for this incident.

I approached the woman and hugged her. I don't know if what I'm doing can lessen the burden of disappointment in his heart over what happened to me and his son.

" I'm sorry, Niah, Mak. This is not what Niah wants. Indeed, Niah was also heavy because he had to part with Mamak and Ambo. But Niah also wants to live happily. Niah can not if during the wedding, Niah only used as a display only. Without ever being valued and treated like a human let alone as a wife. Again forgive Niah, Mak."

My mother's cries are getting louder. " Already, already.. Niah. Don't keep saying, son. This is all, not je, your fault. But it's the wrong guy that asshole. If he hadn't cheated on me and married that itchy woman. Maybe none of this will happen." tutuk mamak while glancing towards Meli who returned again into the room when he heard the commotion earlier.

The look on Meli's face turned red restraining the anger. She was upset that her in-laws were blaming her and her husband for what happened to Ambo.

" What do you mean you say that? Mamak said that, as if to say that I was the base for all these problems, was that it?" cecar Meli run out - exhausted. Apparently the woman had run out of patience to hear the words of mamak. Haven't lost her heartache to hear her husband's honest confession about the feelings she's been craving all this time, now her in-laws are blaming herself for everything that happened.

Mamak just kept quiet and sneered while turning away his gaze. He did not want to see the face of his son-in-law who he considered a woman who was not good enough to accompany the son.

" You too, Niah. You should be

ngacan. You little girl don't know she's lucky. It's been a thank goodness Jubair married you and raised your life, but in fact what you did instead left him when he was just trying to find his happiness a little. You are indeed an ungrateful female base..... "

" Meli, enough, stop..! " jubair snapped to keep his wife quiet. Apparently his attempt did not work. Meli is still rummaging unclear.

" Do you know, Niah ....? I hate you ! Me, I hate you so much..! Especially when you come back here. I want you to go right now, Niah.I'm sick of you."

Plaque......

My mouth gaped...

The slap of the female in-laws landed heavily on Meli's face.

" Mamak." cried restrained.

" Why don't you just leave here ? Jubair, take your wife home. Make a riot if he's here." throw out the mamak with a trembling body. It was obvious that the woman was holding back emotions that had reached ubun - ubun.

Without speaking again, Jubair pulled his wife's arm and took her out of Ambo's room.

I looked at Meli who was looking at me cynically and angrily.

" Mamak and Ambo always defend Niah, even though I am the daughter-in-law in this house. Why don't you want to acknowledge me as your daughter-in-law. That woman is just trash.she is just your past Jubair, why are you still begging for her love...? I hate you, Bang! I hate you Jubair..! " the woman screamed while struggling in the grip of Jubair.

I cried in Mas Haris' arms, feeling guilty about all this. I don't know if my arrival will end like this. Ambo is now lying helpless due to the shock he experienced when he learned the facts about the divorce of me and Jubair who he just knew. The angry and raging Meli heard Jubair's confession.

While mamak, can only cry lamenting the fate of losing their son-in-law who is very dear to them.