
After taking approximately 24 minutes, the flight from Tampa Padang Airport. Mamuju West Sulawesi, finally a commercial aircraft that was boarded Yumna and also Vano, landed perfectly at Sultan Hasanuddin International Airport. Makassar, South Sulawesi province.
Vano, and Yumna continue their journey to Citraland City Losari, where Vano will be staying with Yumna, yes not without reason Vano took him to live there because he decided to choose to live separately with his parents because he wanted to make Yumna not feel at home with him so that Yumna immediately asked to separate from him.
"Come in, I'll show you where your room is, you can sleep here this former ART room, and remember your limits you can only come if I call you, You also have to do your own homework, because ART doesn't work here anymore. And yes, you have to sign a letter that a lawyer will bring me in a moment." Vano still said with her flat face, Yumna did not answer a word that came out of her husband's mouth, because she was engrossed with such a luxurious view in the house. Yumna still continues to be made gawking with luxury homes with all its furniture which of course at a very fantastic price.
"Did you hear me?" reprimanded Vano when he saw Yumna just silent in place, did not he know that Yumna was actually stunned to see the luxury in the house.
Yumna who was asked also gave a quick nod.
"You know what I said earlier."
"Yes, of course Mas, I'm going to sleep here and do all the housework because it's my job as a wife, and I promise I won't let you down Mas," Yumna said back.
"It's good that you understand" Vano finally chose to leave.
"Mas, wait a minute I'm not done yet,!" yumna's exclaim made Vano stop the rotation of his wheelchair.
"What else is it?" ask Vano with Datar. "The Qibla here faces where Mas because I have not prayed,"
Vano also took out his gawai and and opened the qibla direction application.
"Here you look, you can face to your right,"
"Well Mas, Thank you, How about we pray together with Mas, you can be my Imam," Yumna told Vano that made her stunned, when she heard the invitation from Yumna.
"What did you say? you took me to prayer and became Imam Heh...?" Vano smirked thinly pulling the corner of his lips what right do you order me to pray? while my own parents never forced that on me, you who are only a brave villager once you say that to me take care of your business, and don't you ever take care of my business I pray or not What's in it with you? Oh I know you're asking me to pray that I fall in love with you, right after I fall in love you'll proudly drain my parents' possessions, listen to me, listen to me, my country girl will never fall in love with you, even if you die I will never fall in love with you Even I hate you so much Do you understand,!"
vano's jolt was fiery, with his flat face. Yumna only looked down to hear the harsh words of her husband but she looked so stern because she did not let out tears of sadness at all while the words spoken in her heart and speech were only Istighfar tasbih and Tahmids.
"I'm sorry if I misspoke, and next time I won't say those words again, but as long as Mas knew for Yumna the world's treasures are not important even though Yumna admitted Yumna really needed her, Yumna permission to pray Mas.
Now Yumna went into the room leaving Vano who was still frozen in place because he was still thinking why Yumna did not reply back with a harsh word, there were not even tears of sadness on his face, for a moment he thought again how he would make Yumna really stay away from his life for ever.
Actually he felt very slapped when Yumna offered him to be Imam praying not without the reason his Quran recitation was still falling even his prayer only once a week that is on Friday only.
Tok to tok.
"Who? coming in!" he said when surprised by the sound of knocking on the door that was heard from outside.
"Sorry Mr. Boss, there are people who are interested," said a security guard who served at the front guard post of his house using his Makassar accent.
"The name is Mr. Beny Mr. Boss,"
"Yes, already, tell him to come into my room!" returned say. The security nodded and then walked away. Likewise with Vano who headed to the second floor by climbing the elevator stairs.
Meanwhile, Yumna was still solemn in her prayers.
'Allah, the Servant, is sure that this will be the destiny of my journey before I return to you, give your servant the strength to live it, establish my patience in every test, present it to my sincerity in living it, for there is no perfect Dzhat except you, Lord...O Mukallibal qulub, You are the One who turns back your heart and touch the heart of the husband of the Servant with the Light of Faith that does not waver easily, guide your Grace and guide him.
Allahumma musshorifal quluub, shorriif qubaanaa 'alaa thoo'atik.
{Okay Dzat Maha Penghaltakan hearts steadfast is my heart above Your Religion.}
Rabbana atina fiddun ya hasanah wafil endati hasanah wakina Adzabannar.
{Our Lord, give us goodness in the world and in the hereafter.}
after closing his prayer with the prayer of the broom of the universe Yumna also folded the prayer and the face he wore for the prayer.
Tok to tok.
The sound of knocking on the door was so loud from outside, that it immediately opened the door.
Chequek.
"Why did you take so long did you do it on purpose!"
"Sorry Mas, Yumna just finished praying" he explained.
"just reason. Hurry up sign this, and read it right,!" Yumna also grabbed the paper offered by her husband.
Then he began to read it one by one points written in it.
And his chest was so claustrophobic as he read the last point.
"Mas, why do we have to get divorced?"
"Why did you say? it's not clear I don't love you. And I can't live long with someone I don't love, if the person I love is still alive of course I'm happy with him now, even I feel guilty until now because I caused her to leave for ever, not me, it's all because of that village woman, she said, if I find him then I will give him the same reply so that he feels his pain to be lost and deformed forever, Graaaaaaahk.."