The Cry of a Son-in-law
The second wife

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Dugs.

Zee was shocked when he saw Safinta sitting next to Sri, I'm sorry Safinta, I also don't know if it's like this.

"Is it true, Miss Safinta gave permission for Maulana, your husband... to marry Zee as his second wife?" ask the pengghulu by looking at Safinta.

Everyone stared at Safinta, waiting for the woman to give an answer.

Safinta looked at Sri, while the one in the face even posed a threat by showing a photo of the home through her hape screen.

"You dare not obey me, I will make the residents of this home homeless! Can you be that cruel, Safinta! Let your little brother's home be homeless!" sri said in a soft voice.

Santi looked at Safinta, don't be stupid Safinta, you don't know who your honey will be! You could be treated badly for him! Don't accept this wedding Safinta!

In silence Zee lowered his head, why is this God! I was wicked as a friend of Safinta, seizing the man who had become her husband.

Zee removes the clear fur that soaks his cheeks, he stares at the pak pengulu and Maulana in turn.

"Sorry aunt, I can't! Sir, there will be no wedding tonight, in this house! I can't marry you, maulana!" zee said firmly.

Dugs.

Safinta's heart beat fast, jeez how is this... Zee is my best friend, he's much better than Santi. I'm sure we can share a husband. What else mama Sri threatened me with the shelter of the orphanage.

"Can't Zee, you'll either stay married to Maulana, or you'll want your aunt to kick your best friend out of this house, drive the orphanage away, or you'll have to drive the child out, the home that has been giving you shelter and family-like warmth for you, Safinta!" sri said with a grin staring at Zee and Safinta.

"Mah! Don't be like that, mah! What Mom did was a mistake! I can't rush to marry Zee, we're just in a relationship, where maybe get married as you wish!" Maulana clasped tightly onto Zee's fingers, with a loving look.

Jeger's.

The tub is struck by lightning without rain or storm first. Safinta's heart is so sliced to see Maulana easily grasping and linking her fingers with Zee's fingers, even Safinta can see and feel the love in the view Maulana shows Zee.

"Mama is not as stupid as you imagine, Maulana! Don't you think mom can be lied to by you! Want to not, like not to like. Tonight you have to marry Zee, or we want to marry Santi!" ultimatum hard to the outside of Sri's lips.

"So how is this? Marriage cannot be done by force. It's already heart-related, remember son, you already have a wife." pak Penghulu stared at Maulana.

Now the pengulu sir looked at Sri, "And you Madam, you are also a woman, where your heart as a woman can be that hard on other women?" said pak Penghulu by shaking his head, not expecting what happened in front of his eyes.

"People, please don't interfere in our family affairs! Let my son marry the woman of his choice for the second time, I am sure this woman must have accepted sincerely the marriage to her two husbands!" sri said with a sharp look at Safinta.

"How about Safinta, don't you mind the marriage of your two husbands?" ask the pengghulu again to Safinta.

"Sa-I gave permission for my husband to get married, for the second time pak pengulu" Safinta said with a sliced heart.

"Safinta!" Maulana was about to step forward to approach Safinta, but Safinta prevented her with her hands outstretched forward, forbidding Maulana to approach her.

Safinta wiped the clear fur on her cheeks violently, holding back her sobs by biting her lower lip, my heart was broken to Lana! You guys, since when did you get that close?

"Safinta! Don't do that, I know you love Lana so much, I shouldn't be among you!" said Zee with a look of pity to see his best friend, I know how difficult the pressure that aunt Sri put on you, Safinta.

"You heard what Safinta said. So what are you waiting for!" sri said with a triumphant smile.

Ijab kabul is done without obstacles.

"Well!" exclaims Sri's men with satisfaction, seeing his hard work finally produces results as his Master wants.

From the direction of the entrance, the sound of clapping was heard loudly, making everyone in the living room now turn to the origin of the voice.

Prok prok prok prok prok prok prok prok prok prok.

"I did not expect, a Madam Sri Raharja could do this cunning to a woman, who was none other than her own daughter-in-law!" said the middle-aged man who was none other than Arifin.

Sri frowned, "This is none of your business, you have no right to interfere with my family affairs!" sri said cynically, looking at the uninvited guests.

"We do not want to interfere, but this is already about Safinta's life, then I will not be able to him alone" said Ariyani staring shady Safinta.

Francisco, who was with the middle-aged couple, asked Safinta to approach him.

"You better take care of them Safinta. Take them out of my house! They are not my guests!" sri said with a sharp look of dislike towards Ariyani, if not for you, maybe now!

"I wouldn't step on my two feet in this fucking house either!" gerutu Ariyani with a dislike look at Sri.

Arifin and Ariyani both embrace Safinta, herding her out of the mansion. With Francisco walking in the back to the three.

Arifin, Ariyani and Safinta sat themselves in a chair in the garden of the house, while Francisco chose to stand with his hands crossed in front of his chest. His gaze was sharp on Safinta, his ears he put on well, listening to every word spoken from Safinta's lips.

"Can you explain to auntie, what happened, son?" ariyani asked by lifting Safinta's chin, so that Ariyani can look into Safinta's swollen round eyes after crying a lot.

"Sorry aunt, you shouldn't have aunty and om see what you don't deserve to see. I knew this would happen!" safinta said lie.

"Don't lie to yourself, son! If you are not happy in this house, stay in this house, come home with us! You want to stay with us?" ask Ariyani.

Safinta frowned, staring in wonder Ariyani, who I am, can stay at Ariyani's mother's house, Ariyani's mother is only my boss! I'm not good with Mr. Francisco anyway.

"Sorry aunt, I'll live wherever my husband is. I will not leave this house unless they do not want me in this house!" safinta said with confidence.

"This house can't give you the warmth of a family boy!" ucapa Arifin with mengelusss arm Safinta.

"That's normal for me, sir. I no longer feel the fullness of love like family. I grew up in an orphanage. I don't even know my parents. All I know is that I only have a foster mother, a mother who is always there for me. Mother to all the children living in the orphanage." Safinta explained with a sad look.

Ariyani stared sadly at Safinta, she immediately hugged Safinta, sorry mama son, this mama is in front of you, it's been a long time mama wants to hug you, I'm sorry that you haven't been able to acknowledge you as a child.

Arifin rubs the backs of two women who are now very meaningful in his life, forgive papa son, this is the fault of papa who does not listen to your mother's words. If that time mom and dad pick you up, you will not feel the bitterness of life without two parents.

Francisco stared flat at the three, I will make sure, every tear you have, will backfire for the Raharja family. How dare they hurt your daughter. While you have cared for and raised me with great affection, your own daughter feels the opposite of me.

"You'd better pack your things, Safinta. It's true what Mom said, you stay with us!" fransisco is standing behind him.

"Safinta is not going anywhere!" maulana said loudly, as she stood on the terrace of the park with a dislike look at Francisco.

"Who are you, can forbid Safinta to leave this house!" ask Francisco flatly.

"I'm her husband! I'm entitled to Safinta's life, and I won't let you take my wife away from this house!" maulana said firmly.

Maulana swung her footsteps, approaching Safinta.

Maulana stared intently at Safinta's pair of round eyes, until at any time, you will remain my wife, Safinta, forever!

Sreek.

"Akhc!" pekik Safinta's.

Maulana pulled Safinta's arm violently, forcing her to stand beside her.

"Please, you don't be rude to Safinta!" exclaims Arifin, watching his own daughter pulled by his arm by Maulana.

"What kind of husband, who could marry his wife's best friend!" said cynical Francisco.

"You don't know what, sir!" maulana said coldly.

"Sorry om, aunt, Mr. Francisco, it's late. You better go home. Sorry, I don't want to kick you out!" safinta said with a heavy heart.

"Auntie thinks you're coming with us, son!" ariyani said to Safinta with a hopeful look.

"Who are you, so Safinta will come with you?" sri asked sarcastically, crossing her two hands in front of her chest.

Seriate.....

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