The End of Hope
Epsu 1. Says In-law

In a small mosque not far from a simple restaurant. Nayana, a beautiful woman in white, was sitting quietly with her daydream.

He always thought of the words that troubled his heart.

"Let your husband remarry, Naya, it's for your good as well" these words so smoothly slid from the mouth of Sarita, her mother-in-law.

The purple veiled woman who was resting on the sidelines of her work was often daydreaming. Even lately the work he does is often wrong because he is not focused. His mind was disturbed because of his in-laws speech.

Naya rubbed her face, she had just finished performing the Dzuhur prayer service. A friend told him to pray.

"Why do you daydream so much, Nay? You are not usually wrong. Bu Nha gets angry and goes to you" said Sela.

"Yes, more thoughts. But it's okay. Angry, ma'am Nha, it's normal, isn't it?" naya said smiling as she folded her face.

He couldn't possibly tell the household to anyone else, right? After all, the matter of married husbands again is something that Naya said was very taboo to talk about.

Polygamy problem, many women anti starch on this word. Especially in everyday life. Naya can't imagine in the future. Just imagining it already made him shudder in horror.

It's about the Heart. A very sensitive matter to discuss with people who are not necessarily able to keep a secret. Ahq...

This is very troubling.

"I go first, Nay" said Sela as she walked away leaving Naya alone in the prayer room prepared by Ms. Na as the owner of a simple restaurant where Naya worked as a waiter.

Naya nodded slowly. Her mind was still wandering about her husband Rudian who had almost a year changed his attitude and habits.

His memory also hovers at the events of a month ago when Sarita visited his house only to say that Rudian would marry again. But somehow he was powerless to fight his mother-in-law.

"But why, ma'am?" ask Naya.

At that time, Sarita asked him to allow Rudian to marry her a second time.

"I want to nimang grandchildren of you, have been married for six years but Naya is not pregnant yet" Sarita said. He sat down in the elegant style typical of middle-aged women.

"There's a grandson from Bastian's bang, ma'am. We were married for six years. Many other couples who have been dozens or even decades without children" jawan Naya calm down, covering the chaos in his heart.

"So, you nyruh your mother is waiting that long, until dozens or decades of new can carry Grandson?" sarita seemed emotional.

"Mother, getting married is not just a child. Adoption can also" replied Rudian at that time.

The family was sitting on a small sofa in the multipurpose room of a small house owned by Rudian and Naya. They both bought the house when Bastian, Rudian's older brother had a child. The house they took from their salary money in mutual support.

The subsidized house was not far from where Naya and Rudian worked. Public housing paid for through KPR. The house consists of two bedrooms, one bathroom, a kitchen and one multipurpose room in the middle.

"Our house is still not paid off, there is still a kanda motor installment, too. Where may be married again" said Naya chimed.

"Mother, is this mother not a woman? what if mom's in Naya's position?" said Naya was getting impatient with her in-laws.

"Yes, luckily Rudian's father was gone. So you admit it, Nay. You are barren. I have a candidate for Rudian. She's beautiful, she's working. His parents are rich too. So don't be afraid of going bad, Nay" Sarita said.

Hearing that, Rudian was like hot, he rubbed his face rough. Then looking at Nayana nervously, there was something she was hiding

"Mom, that's enough. I'll talk to Naya myself. Mom just went home" Rudian said, looking away at her mother.

"No. I'm not barren, ma'am. I'm healthy. Kanda and I have already seen the obstetrician." replied Naya while standing up, raising Sarita who had gone.

They both have done some tests. The result is they are healthy and still have many opportunities to get baby.

Indeed, Naya had thought to delay having children because she still did not want to stop working. Then living in the house of in-laws and with sister-in-law, it is too risky for him if he has to have a baby at the beginning of marriage. He did not expect that until this moment she was not pregnant.

"If you are healthy, prove it. But otherwise, let your husband remarry" those were the words of his in-laws that had bothered him to this day, let alone as a husband, Rudian did not seem to defend him in the least.

Nayana returned to the kitchen after a while of being busy with her thoughts, she returned to continue the work that was waiting for her. Often he helps to wash dishes or cook, even if it is not part of it.

"Yes...!" suddenly there was a scream from a crying child.

The little boy looked teary-eyed, he was crying quite hard. The boy was sitting next to a man who was busy enjoying his food, while in front of the man there was a teenage girl who was engrossed with her cellphone.

'That guy, who. His father, kok cuek very nangis son in the wild?'

"So, what's the baby?" naya said after approaching the boy, he stood next to the cute girl with his curly hair tied in two with colorful rubber. It's so sweet and interesting.

"Sorry, can you borrow some scissors?" ares said, the man sitting next to the little boy who kept crying while holding one wrist.

"Oh, there's" said Naya, who quickly passed into the kitchen and returned with a small pair of scissors in her hand.

"Make what?" naya said again after coming back closer.

"This." said the little girl, showing her wrists tied with many threads, and looking flushed.

"Well, how can this be?" naya said as she grabbed the child's hand and then cut the thread from his hand slowly and carefully worried that the child's hand was hurting even more.

"Can't floss toys like this. It's a danger. Your blood can stop here" Naya said again as she rubbed the boy's wrist. Now all the threads wrapped in the hand have been removed.

Ares stared at the interaction between his son and Naya, with his eyebrows linked full of question marks. So did the teenage girl who was next to him, staring in wonder at his sister Yoni and also Naya.

'kokcu can, this spoiled child does not vomit' the inner teenager.

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