TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTER 238. TALAK BECAUSE MOM.
"Mas, wait Where are you going? What do you want, Mom?" zulfa exclaimed as she ran in the steps of her husband who had entered the room she had been in.
The room only has a thin bed sheet as its bedding and also a small plastic closet as a place where Zulfa store clothes and clothes that are not much and more suitable in called a washcloth than clothes. Yes, all the good clothes that he had been using when visiting his family, all of which he could use other than with the permission of Haris who felt they were all his because he was the one who gave it, in addition, there is not the slightest right of Zulfa to be able to use the luxury goods at will.
"What are you doing?" zulfa asked again, only the two of them were in the room. Haris who was in a rage did not want to answer Zulfa's question in the slightest, instead, he quickly pulled out a shabby bag belonging to Zulfa in the corner of the closet and began to put a little zulfa shirt into it.
"Why did you put my shirt in the bag, Mas? You want to exorcise me? Don't do this, Mom. Where do I live?" zulfa's cries could not be contained anymore, he ventured to hold the hand of Haris who was busy stuffing his clothes carelessly into the bag.
"Well! Off! Don't bother me!" haris snapped furiously, his sharp eyes staring at Zulfa full of anger, no more loving gazes there. Ever since his new wife got pregnant all of Haris's love was exhausted, not left to Zulfa, even if only as small as dust. That was also the reason for getting rid of Zulfa to such a remote place here.
Zulfa was pushed back, Haris strong power was not able to be balanced until he finally fell and hit the wall behind him. Zulfa cries in tears, but Haris does not care now he finally gets a good reason to be able to expel Zulfa from his home and of course from his life as well.
Sreeettt
Srrreeettt
Haris closed the shabby bag violently, then threw it in front of Zulfa.
Brakkkk
Brughhh
The bag hit Zulfa's head, hit his head back against the wall until it felt so dizzy.
"Aauuhhhhh," Zulfa said in pain, but Haris's heart was dead to him no longer pity or sadness at Zulfa's current condition.
He just stared at her flat without any expression, cleaned his dusty hands from zulfa clothes and looked at her with a look of hatred.
"Come out, take your bag. There's something important I have to say." Haris spoke coldly, then began to step towards the exit of the room.
Tap
Just before Haris passed through the door, the zulfa who was indeed sitting crouching near the door immediately held her legs and hugged her tightly.
Low indeed, Zulfa realized what he was doing was very embarrassing. But she had no choice, there was no way she could go back to her parents' house and say that she was kicked out of her husband, even though maybe Ms. Zaenab was here not necessarily she would accept Zulfa. Especially if Zulfa is divorced, it is certain that Ms. Zaenab will be very angry and will not allow him to go home. For from long ago, Zaenab said this to Zulfa. It was also what made Zulfa willing to survive the unhealthy marriage because he did not want to make the mother disappointed, even though it was very sick that he had to accept.
Zulfa who was still sobbing Isak at the foot of Haris, over time made Haris sick and upset. Without thinking of the consequences and Zulfa's feelings, Haris stomped his feet until seven Zulfa bounced and the handle fell off.
Bruakkk
Jdukkkk
Zulfa fell again, this time even accidentally hitting the door of the room. His head looked broken, but still his miserable state did not make Haris pity in the least.
"Don't touch me, I'm disgusted at the same touch you know you? Basic barren women, you better get out of this world than make pollution alone," said Haris as he stepped out.
Zulfa slowly followed while carrying his shabby bag that Haris had thrown until it hit his head. His body trembled withstanding the pain in his body and his heart was truly incredible, aching once but having no power to resist. Just being able to shut up and accept it, is really sad.
Arriving in the front living room, Bu Zaenab was still standing there. Not moving and not flinching a little. His eyes stared blankly forward, at the wall of the pastel pink room.
While Bu Tika no longer looks there, may have left first after all his business there was over and his goal was fulfilled. That is expelling his son-in-law from the life of his son and his new wife.
Zulfa immediately stood beside Bu Zaenab, while Haris stood around his waist in front of them, his stare as if to crush the bones of the mother and child without having to touch it.
"Well, Zulfa? How come you brought the bag here too? Where you going? Wong's mom who wants to stay here while you're going? Duh, Nak Haris when this mother just arrived, want to rest first here a few days until the father of the child returns home. I'm afraid to be alone at home, Iha kok Zulfa even want you to take it away to," said Bu Zaenab as if nothing happened, the embers sounded so cheerful and excited. He saw for himself how his son-in-law was angry with him and his son.
Haris melengos, grinning softly at the words of her in-laws who might soon become her former in-laws. The in-laws who had always licked to be able to get what he wanted from her. Haris is so fed up with her.
"Mother will take Zulfa away, not me." Haris answered briefly, but it sounded like a thunderbolt was striking in Bu Zaenab's ear.
"What do you mean, Mom?" pekik Zulfa hysterical.
Haris shrugged his shoulders. "Well, you should know what I mean. From now on you I am a talak! You are no longer my wife nor am I your husband. And you, will not get a bit of Gono gini treasure from me because everything we have from the time of marriage until now is all the result of my hard work. Please leave this house without bringing anything other than what you brought with you when you set foot in my house."