THE MARRIAGE ENDS IN WOUNDS.
Bickering.

Abim invited his six guests inside. Then ask for an explanation of what happened. Security and Diah's friend explained alternately.

Not wanting to prolong the problem, Abim paid the amount they wanted.

Of course Abim did not want to scold Diah in front of his guests. Although actually his anger peaked.

"What are you doing Diah?!" sergeant Abim made Diah inching back in surprise with the snapping of her husband. After his guest came home Abim scolded Diah.

Abim was very ashamed of his wife's behavior, to the guests.

"Sorry Mas, I just want to have fun with my friend, what's wrong?" notya realized his mistake Diah just back to ask. "What part, did Mas Abim do to me? we are newlyweds Mas, did Mas Abim ever pay attention to me? huh uh?!" Diah did not lose to snarl Abim.

Conflicts ensued, said each other, both of them no one would budge.

"You!" Abim lifted the shirt on Diah's neck, his teeth grinding. His right hand was ready to slap Diah.

"What! wanna slap? slap me Mas. Slap it?!" snapped Diah deafened Abim's ears.

Abim took off his hand that was still gripping the shirt, then took a deep breath. Restoring the awareness that all this time never did rough, especially with women.

"From today, to a week, you can't go out, if you break, you'll receive the punishment, Diah!" Abim makes ultimatum .

"Mas, outrageous! I became your wife just told to be a maid." said Diah like a knife who scratched Abim. He did not expect, Diah would speak so.

Abim then came out of the room wearing a jacket that was attached to the Aditya workspace. Abim took the key of the suspended motor. Go home to his parents, calm down would be better.

At mama's house. Abim opened the door with a spare key would be embarrassed if until his parents knew, what happened to the household that just a matter of days had a number of times quarrel.

Abim walked on his tiptoes, so that his steps would not be heard. It's 10 o'clock in the evening, my mother's house looks lonely.

When Abim was in his room, he looked at the photo of the man who was still wearing his high school uniform. Which is none other than itself. Abim took a look at the photo.

Abim then poured down his body, it felt tired of the body soul.

*******

Abhimanyu, his youth is arguably the luckiest among his school friends.

How not? Abim is from Jakarta. The son of one of the businessmen. At that time, he attended High School in his grandmother's village, in central Java. The village of his mother. At that time, Mama and Papa lived in Jakarta in addition to businessmen and lecturers.

Abim is a lot of money, always helping his friends in the village when the theme is in trouble. Like paying for SPP, for example. He was willing to set aside his salary money to help others.

However, both of his parents loved him very much. Despite the distance separating, Abim has no lack of affection. Mama always pays attention, if can't go home at least call every day.

The style is cool, but not arrogant. Abim is much loved by the women. Plus his face is the most striking among his friends. Handsome face, white skin, his height was the most prominent. However, not a single woman was able to thrill Abim.

His adolescence, which was far away with both parents made him grow into an independent child, and obedient worship, did not escape the guidance of the grandmother.

Until graduation from High School. Abim returned to Jakarta to continue his education S1. It is not uncommon for Abim to return to the village if the semester break. In addition to kangen with his friends. In addition, Intan the younger brother of the school in the same school.

Abim often picks up Intan, which is when he meets Diah. The woman who makes her chest beat. The relationship continued, they were in an LDR relationship.

*******

White Jasmine. His name is in accordance with his heart. The woman who is covered is beautiful inside out. High School, despite being raised from an underprivileged family. But no less affection. He grew up in a warm family. Both of his parents were very harmonious.

This is where his parents had agreed with Abim's parents to match him with Abhimanyu. At first it seemed ordinary, his feelings for Abim. But gradually grew the seed of love for Abim even though he had to accept the fact that Abim rejected this match. Abim chose another woman. It was Diah Susanti.

*****

Diah Susanti, that misbehaved woman. A school with Intan. One force, just different room. Diah was good at hiding his true nature to Abim. Always soft in front of him. If you say pretty, not really. But she was the woman Abim chose.

*****

Intan is; a gentle, kind, beautiful girl. Similar to Abhimanyu. Intan girl is good, but if anyone dares to hurt her heart. He will fight.

******

A week later. Jasmine has recovered from her pain. In the spirit of 45 after the dawn prayer, he cleansed his own house. Sweeping, mopping, even washing clothes.

"Are you sure you want to start working today, Mel?" ask the mother who made breakfast.

"Yes Mom, do not feel at home for long" he said while lifting the bucket to dry clothes.

"Don't lift that heavy-heavy first Mel, let it look from the outside healthy, but you are sick inside" said Miss Riska postponed cooking and then lifted the clothes in the bucket want to hang it in the attic.

"Let's just you" the father who had just returned from the mosque stopped their activities.

"Here the father who hit" did not say much again sir Sutisna lifted the bucket of the bull and dried it.

"Help Ma'am" asked jasmine to see that Riska was making fried rice.

"No need. You should take a shower, we will continue to have breakfast" Mother said.

"Good Ma'am" Melati cleaned her body, not long after, opened the closet, her hands were choosing clothes that fit and comfortable. The choice fell on the long-sleeved suit clothes that aunt Sahina bought.

Melati remember, this dress was taken from Intan's best friend's boutique. A shadow of Abim appeared in his eyelids, just then. Abim drives the car.

Why... I even remember him again siih.. huh! Jasmine mutters. Then wear white clothes that there is a blue waistcoat dongker it fits perfectly on his body. He looked at himself in front of the mirror. After being convinced of his appearance he joined his father and mother.

You can not eat fried rice Mel" prevent Riska bu when jasmine wants to spoon fried rice.

"Continue.." jasmine looked disappointed already a week he ate porridge, it tastes like fried rice kangen.

"This. I make rice team, it's good not too soft." Mom put the bowl in front of Melati.

"Thank you Ma'am" Jasmine had breakfast. After breakfast leaving for the Rose shop has not worked for a week it feels stiff feet.

Jasmine riding her own motorbike, followed by her Sutis pack from behind, piggybacking Riska's bu. Beliu, actually still can't if Melati works but, Melati whines.

"Sir Melati... has healed? Alhamdulillah..." Ira, a coworker who has only been working for a year, immediately welcomed Melati's arrival. Their ages were three years different, older Melati.

"Alhamdulillah Ra, thanks to your prayers," said Melati.

They also hugged each other.

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