Scribbles Eve Pen
Inner wounds of a wife 2

During the three days of stay, mother-in-law and brother-in-law Doni was like an employer who always wanted to be served, even mbak Hana, every day every hour one day until night was also here. During that time, Mas Doni always gave me a hundred thousand dollars to fill the stomach of his family, had to be tasty and had to be available what they asked for. Refraining from protesting, even though my body and heart were so tired, they never got tired of ruling me and Fira like her servants they had the right to tell.

Maybe this is the peak of my patience really in the test, Morning, the mother-in-law has snapped Fira snapped just because my son woke up late and did not prepare coffee for Heru son, he said, while Mas Doni smoothly berated myself in front of his family just because I made fried rice for breakfast, I thought there was breakfast first, after dropping off Fira a new school shopping and cooking her family's favorite meat menu, but it's just the insults and anger I get, even Mas Doni had dared to slap me because I answered his accusation saying I was lazy and stupid.

"Thank you, Mom. Your slap I will always remember, do you think you have the right to touch me and hurt me like this, have you felt worthy enough of my life. Don't you guys think I'm gonna keep being treated like this, no! From this second on, I retreat and give up on this kind of state. Sorry, I chose to go and no longer be your wife, just the insults and ill-treatment I've been getting all this time." with emotions I can no longer stand, finally all the tightness that all this time only I can pendam can get me out. I don't care what they think anymore, I don't want to know what they're going to do anymore, for sure I will walk away from a life that can only create hell for me and my son.

"Fira, come with my mother, son, we go home to my mother's house in the village." with a certain step, I approached my son who was fixated behind the door of his room, which was, I know my girl has been so tormented by this situation, they've all treated us so badly.

"Yes, Mom!" answered my son, and we started packing clothes and stuffing them in one suitcase, not much we brought, because during the marriage with Mas Doni, we were married, almost he never bought clothes for me and also for Sapphira. You are forced to live a hard life that is actually capable of. Pathetic right?

No one intended to prevent me and Sapphira from leaving, even Mas Doni looked very cute and relaxed, his eyes glanced at the sinister glance and his lips revealed a cynical smile like a person who was underestimating. I don't give a shit!

"Such a pretentious move, want to live with what his son is, at least later cry grimly begging for money with Doni, basic women do not know in profit." maki my mother-in-law with her haughty voice, I don't want to respond or hear her babble, just let it go. But after this, I'm sure, the old woman will beg me, ask me to turn her back on her son, after knowing who I am in the village.

I walked to the highway looking for a taxi driver, but previously stopped by the ATM to take enough money as a handle during the trip. "Mom, do you have money?" asked Fira as we entered the money collection at one of the bank branches at the ATM machine.

"Thank God, mother's money is much, even very much son. From now on our lives won't be lacking, but Fira promised, it's a secret. Don't let my father and family know yes." I deliberately hid my treasure in Doni's current mas, let them insult and belittle me, if it's time I will show you who Ningsih Ayu Nindita really is. Heir to dozens of hectares of sengon tree plantations, rice fields planted with tens of hectares of rice, hundreds of dairy cows and countless fish ponds. Yes, my grandfather Haji Sumardji is the number one richest man in the city of Patria, and he has bequeathed all his property to me, his only grandson, even the money stored in the bank is quite fantastic in number, he said, I have built a luxurious residence in one of the villages in the city of Patria on behalf of Safira, a very spacious and solidly fenced second floor house that belongs to Ningsih, a woman who is always insulted and considered a shame by her husband and family.

"Fira, later we go home to the house in Blitar, because the mother has moved there, the house in Kediri has been sold, so later we will continue to stay with my mother and Sister Siska in the new house that was bought for Safira in Blitar. Surely later Fira will be very happy when he arrived and saw his house, nice and comfortable son, but Fira promises not to communicate first with his father or family father, okay? for a while we stay away, son, let mother finish all the affairs of mother and father first yes." at length I tried to give understanding to my son, and it is not difficult even hard for Fira, Fira, because all this time there has never been a closeness between my son and his father, they have always considered Sapphira to be absent.

"Yes, Mom! Fira understands, what is important for Fira is that there is a mother and only mother love. Fira is also happy that Mama and Mbak Siska will stay with us, because mama and Mbak siska really affectionate with Fira, surely Fira will be happy." my son seemed happy to imagine living with my mother and sister, because all this time, mother and Siska loved Fira very sincerely, always treated Fira like a daughter, she said, And I'm gonna start taking care of my divorce papers with Mas Doni, so I'm gonna give them a little shock therapy, disappearing without a trace and when it appears carrying divorce papers is also news that certainly makes them regret.

After arriving at Wlingi station, there was already Rudi who picked me up by bringing Pajero belonging to grandfather. Rudi is the son of Om Agus my mother's sister who died in an accident three years ago and his wife, since the age of ten years Rudi has been an orphan and in direct foster care of grandfather, Grandpa, now that he had grown into a handsome and dashing young man, even Rudi was already a police officer.

"Asalamualaikum, ma'am." welcome Rudi to me and immediately crucify me with reverence, then greeted with a warm and carefree smile from my son. "Well, Fira's big now, what class is it?" greeting Rudi to Sapphira answered cheerfully with a typical babble of children.

"Emak and Siska are home, right, Rud?" connect me to my brother who is now focusing on driving. "Yes, Mother. My mother picked me up yesterday morning, and grandfather was not well, understandably already sepuh, but grandfather is very enthusiastic waiting for the arrival of mbak Ningsih." replied Rudi Long with a smile that continues to be engraved on his thin lips. "Alhamdulillah, mbak seneng hear it."

"Mom! are you sure of your decision?" asked Rudi while glancing at Fira who was already asleep in the side chair. "God willing, I can't believe Rud, they've gone too far in treating mbak and Fira, can't stand it. Can you help me to take care of her school move Safira? because I want to focus on managing my divorce with Mas Doni, so that when he knows who the real mbak, do not dare to tease and sort on mbak, because mbak is no longer his wife."

"OK mbak, I will help mbak, and always there for mbak and Safira, because I have considered mbak like my mother who has always been caring and affectionate with me, until I can be like this, thank you, ma'am."

"That's my duty, you are my father and grandfather's responsibility, I'm glad to see you succeed like this, don't be arrogant and keep walking down ya, mbak you dear Rud."

"Thank you, Rudi is also very dear to mebak, mother and grandfather.you have become important people in Rudi's life."

"Owh yes Rud, you have arranged for the Doni mas and his family to not be able to find our whereabouts right?"

"Bak calm down, all Rudi has arranged, they will not be able to find us living where, except mbak himself who is ready to appear with a new identity mbak, a wealthy widow from Wlingi village." hahahaa Rudi let out a big laugh after successfully teasing me, although not a sibling but we are so close because even though Rudi is far away, I will always advise and give him attention over the phone.

'Wait for a wonderful surprise for you, from me. I can't wait to see their reaction to my new status. Wait for the play date, Mas.'