Test Loyalty
Reeling

Hariz thrust a brown rectangular map towards Dhena, saying, "Dhen, please sign this," the man asked.

Dhena accepted it with an increasingly uncertain heart. Slowly pulled a white piece of paper from inside the large envelope. A few minutes his eyeballs were still puffy observing every letter and sentence listed in the paper.

Both fingers of his hand then gripped the white paper firmly and then partially pulled top to split in two until it became a small tear, then thrown into the face of Hariz by Dhena while screaming hysterically as an expression of his broken heart. Dhena ran outside leaving her husband who could only be alone.

"I'm sorry, Dhena, I'm forced to do all this" muttered the man who was more obedient to his mother's will.

***

Dhena is now at the home of Kahfi, her older brother. She is now officially separated and divorced from Hariz. His world is broken. The spirit of life he felt instantly faded away. His heart was deeply troubled.

Which woman would be strong if faced with such a poor woman like Dhena. He was thrown away after trying to strengthen his body and soul during the fellowship of the man he loved so much.

Not only that, his feelings are further torn apart when custody of his two sons must fall into the hands of Hariz. It was all because there was a game hand from Bu Aida who deliberately wanted to separate Dhena with her two children. Complete is the heart wound that Dhena must feel as a wife as well as a mother who cannot live with her own flesh and blood.

With money in his hands, Bu Aida can do whatever he wants that suits his heart, including making Dhena's life ruined.

"Mom, let the children live with Dhena, Mom," Hariz suggested last time when Ms. Aida engineered custody to fall to her son.

"It's okay Hariz. Let Fathan and Reza take care of it before you get married to Sandra." Aida interrupts Hariz's words.

"Fathan and Reza are your sons Hariz, which means there's still Mother's blood in them, too. I would not care if my descendants are taken care of and live together with weak women like Dhena. What would the future be for your two children if you grew up in the care of a woman like your ex-wife."

That's how the game of Bu Aida that runs smoothly according to his own expectations that are able to make Dhena's situation become slumped and shake his soul.

Dhena had locked herself in her room for days. Until he forgot to just fill his own stomach if only Shofia, his wife Kahfi was not painstakingly bring a variety of food for his sister-in-law. When Kahfi and Shofia had to leave the house because of work needs. Dhena is spending time alone. That's exactly what makes Kahfi worried. His sister feared doing something unexpected and threatening her own safety.

Dhena felt her heart empty and empty. Living life like aimless because now the valuable people in his life can no longer side by side and spend time every moment. Hariz and his two sons who should still be in desperate need of warm embrace and loving caress from him should he just leave because of the actions of his mother Hariz.

Every time Dhena tried to find entertainment or just to make her heart happy by watching television pickles for example, the woman was no longer able to digest it. He just pretended like a person who was busying thorns with the activity of watching the event on the glass screen, whereas, he felt himself his mind was not able to follow every impression that was in front of him. His gaze remained empty and unsettled. Dhena was deeply tormented by her current condition. It seems very difficult to find himself back.

At this moment Dhena's soul state was completely shaken violently. He was no longer able to recognize himself. Her hair was left untouched without ever being neatly combed. His face became dull and dark because he was almost never touched by water.

"Mas, I feel worried about Dhena's current state" Shofia told Kahfi as the couple sat on the living room couch. While Dhena as usual still continued to seclude herself in the room.

"We'd better get Dhena to a psychiatrist quickly, Mas. Before things got worse," continued Shofia gave advice because it was not until the heart saw the condition of his sister-in-law was like a daze and lost consciousness.

"Yes, later Mas will try to find the info first the closest psychologist address in the area." Kahfi responded to the wife's words.

The chatter between Kahfi and Shofia paused when they were both startled by the hysterical cry from the direction of Dhena's room. Which immediately made the hearts of the two married couples feel full.

Rushing Kahfi stepped towards the sister's room to confirm her condition. What has made Dhena cry so badly that it is heartbreaking.

Inwardly, Kahfi vowed not to apologize to Hariz, the man who had driven his little sister almost mad.

"Why are you, Dhen?" kahfi asked hurriedly towards Dhena.

Seen the state of Dhena that has been fussing. His back hair was left untouched until it covered part of his shabby face. The blank look of his eyes glared in any direction while occasionally interspersed with a grin of poop from the curve of his lips.

Seeing the existence of the younger brother like that makes Kahfi heart rustle sore. He feels like he failed to be an older brother to Dhena. Kahfi immediately grabbed him and brought Dhena's body into his arms. Putting Dhena's head leaning against the chest of her field. Trying to calm the state of Dhena's heart that is not like anything.

Shofia enters the room while carrying a glass of water to Dhena.

"Mas, tell Dhenya to drink first," Shofia said as she thrust a glass of leatherback toward Kahfi which was immediately accepted by her husband .

"Drink first, yes, Dhen. Let you be a little more calm," said Kahfi trying to stick the surface of the glass towards the lips pias the brother who is still tightly gritted.