THE MARRIAGE ENDS IN WOUNDS.

THE MARRIAGE ENDS IN WOUNDS.
Masalalu Reny's.


Mr. Renggono chased his wife inside. "Don't talk like that, ma'am. You know, from a small father always loved Diah, until Diah mature," Father spoke slowly.


"If you are angry with Diah.., because you love him, do not let Diah kebablasan" said Mr. Renggono is not too late to educate children even though it is not children anymore.


"In fact! You're always rude when you talk to Diah. I realized, since childhood, we just live with you!" ketus bu Reny.


Brak"


Miss Crispy came into the room slamming the door.


Mr. Renggono took a breath of tightness, then stepped out. He sat on the porch, staring at the twilight shade.


He admitted that Diah was not his son. However, Mr. Renggono loved Diah wholeheartedly.


Beliu realized, it had been too hard to educate Adit who notabeni his own son, and also Diah stepson.


Mr. Renggono wants to change the character of Diah who since childhood, always wants to win alone.


Renggono PoV's.


Still fresh in my ingantan. Even though it was 31 years ago when I married the woman of my heart.


Ratri, the meek dimple girl made me fall in love. Long story short, my marriage was exactly one year old. I was given a gift, my wife gave birth to Revelation Aditya.


Handsome men look a lot like Ratri, we live happily. When Aditya was one year old, the exam came, my wife was very sick and died.


I could not forget the wife I loved, until Abim was three years old, still a widower.


"No, you get married quickly, your son needs a mother" said my mother, until Aditya was three. During that time I was a single parent.


"I don't want to get married yet ma'am, I still can't forget Ratri." I replied. I cannot love anyone else.


"No, mom is old, can't keep looking after Adit while you work" said the teary mother I looked at him heartlessly.


"But I don't have a candidate for ma'am yet," I thought what's wrong with opening my heart to others, after all Ratri wouldn't come back.


"That's the problem, you don't get confused No. You know Cris. Marry her le" mother begged me.


"Reny ma'am?" i'm flabbergasted. Hownot? Mom told me to marry Reny. Who gave birth three months ago. Of course I refused, because I knew that Reny was not a good woman. Evidently he had a child out of wedlock, and Diah's biological father went nowhere.


Crisp is always a joke of people. According to them they brought aip in my area.


"Mom, please.not her, if someday I want to get married. Want to marry a shaleh woman." I replied. Of course I want to have a mother continued Adit who can educate Adit in the way of God.


"No, believe me, you need each other. I'm sure you can live well until your grandparents," explained the mother. "Regardless of Crisp having a bad mass, it's your job No, to guide him down the straight path."


I was considering Mom's advice. Prayers to Allah for guidance. Three months later, I married the woman of my choice.


Actually Crisp is dear to Adit, but, we always have different views when educating children.


Until Adit grows up to be a child who lacks principles. Adit is sometimes swayed, being a child who is less assertive every decision. Like when I married Silfi.


Our marriage was always tinged with strife. Sometimes I feel tired, how many times have I been separated. Crisp always put forward the ego, if advised always fight.


Until Adit grows up, every time I want to separate. Adit put up a body, against divorce. Honestly, I've been divorced with Reny twice. But adit always bridges in order to keep us united.


PoV Author


Pak Renggono's marriage to Miss Reny has finally survived until now.


Neither Adit nor Diah knew at first, the matter was closed. All Adit knows is that Reny's mother and her sister Diah.


Only when he wanted to get married yesterday, Mr. Renggono held an internal family meeting, Mama Sahina and Papa Wahit were also invited.


Talking about this problem, Adit and Diah are surprised not to play.


Mr. Renggono actually could not bear. But Diah must know about the marriage guardian Diah.


Bu Reny decided his sister from central Java who became the guardian of Diah marriage.


The next day after a violent quarrel last night Abim woke Diah up.


"Diah.. wake up Diah, I'm leaving." Abim shakes Diah's feet. Then walk open the curtains and windows, shaking the dust. Apparently as long as the crispy bu doesn't stay here the dust gets thicker.


"Still sleepy" Diah wriggled.


"Wake up, I want to talk" Abim repeated. Abim had already taken a shower but was still wearing a t-shirt, the smell of bath soap and shampoo, which was what could make Diah open his eyes.


At once Diah drew Abim's hand and fell on Diah's chest. Diah hugged that scented body.


"Desolved!" Abim tries to get up but Diah just topples Abim's body to the side.


Diah looks blingsatan. "Diah watch out!" abim Diah said she did not care about her husband. Justeru overlaid his body.


Gobbling lips Abim who was fresh the smell of toothpaste makes Diah more passionate.


Diah woke up junior Abim in her own way. But junior Abim seemed to be asleep as if he refused Diah's touch.


He was upset, then dropped his body to the side.


The opportunity Abim used to wake up.


"Your crazy base is Diah," he said while fixing boxers and shirts.


"Wake up! take a bath there, I wait below" cold talk left Diah who was nagging in the heart, saying the might of Abim.


Abim then went to the kitchen bathroom, washed his face with soapy water like face soap in the kitchen bathroom that he always used.


Abim then in the guest room looked at his face in front of the glass.


He shook his head to remember Diah who seemed eager to want him to gauli. However, there was no more iron from Diah's body. The woman who used to get excited just by looking into his eyes, has now disappeared.


Abim then opened the shirt to replace it with a shirt, opening the boxer replace with trousers.


A few seconds his eyes caught his junior. The first night's events traumatized Abim.


Abim then put on his pants leaving a neat room he cleaned himself after dawn.


Abim went to the dining table, and Diah was waiting there.


Diah mrengos was upset to see Abim. It turned out that her husband could no longer give an inner living.


Abim Take a plate, then fill it with a barrel of fried rice. Put the egg clamp on top, add sliced cucumber and tomato then saturate the homemade nasgor, not forgetting crackers.


"You don't eat?" ask her coldly. Diah has not eaten.


Abim immediately finished breakfast. Then start talking.


"Today's Sunday tomorrow.we'll move to Mama's house for a while, before I get a contract" she said, then grab a tissue to clean her mouth.


"No! I don't want to stay at Mama's!" reject Diah firmly. Imagine living in the house of in-laws certainly can not be free as it is now.


"It's up to you, if you don't want to come along it doesn't matter." concluded Abim, then stand in the workspace take the bag.


"From now on, I give you 100 thousand a day. Use the money to buy vegetable side dishes" he said like advising a child.


Put the money on the table.


"What'sthis? don't want! I'm an elementary school child, given to me every day!" Diah glanced at the red money and then mrengos upset.


"You have to accept the consequences, Diah, in fact my salary, I leave it to you you do not manage well." concluded Abil and then left for work, no longer ignoring the abuse of Diah.


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