THE MARRIAGE ENDS IN WOUNDS.
Morning Surprise.

"What's our daughter-in-law doing out there, Pa?" mama asked, starting to calm down and then holding Papa's shoulder. Mama felt guilty for scolding her husband.

"Have not been discussed again, Ma, we just bathe and pray" said Papa, holding Mama in the room. Then he took a bath and prayed ashar.

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Abhimanyu had finished bathing then the ashar prayer, the prayer was finished. Abim sat down cross-legged, his hand looked up, prayed for his parents, and asked the creator for forgiveness, and opened the door of repentance for his wife. That is what Abim always said.

Abim then stood folding sarongs and prayer rugs open the skulls placed on a special rack to store the prayer equipment and the Koran,an.

"You take a bath there Diah.. let it be fresh, then why your eyes so swollen? crying continues?" abim asked attentively, seeing that Diah seemed to be mostly crying.

"Hu huuu. I was told that if life is useless, just tell to die, rather than increase sin," Diah argued while crying. Apparently Papa's words really hurt his heart.

"Papa's talking like that?" tanya Abim then sat on the sofa watching Diah who was leaning up the pillow while crying.

"I don't want to stay here, we just move on, hu huuu..." She was crying like a child.

"Where do you want to move?" Abim tried to be patient with Diah.

"Where is it important not in this place, Papa you are the same Sister you always insult me all out," Diah continued to cry.

Abim throws a glance at Diah, there is a cry but speaks fluently like Diah.

"What's true is that you, Diah, asked to move, your clothes have just been brought here." Abim pointed out that the suitcase lined with Diah's had not been cleared.

"At the same time, we are in financial trouble Diah, I have applied for a home loan, maybe three to six months, we can move" said Abim softly.

"Part of why the hell, do not live in the house of brother Rose alone," protested Diah.

"I'm a man who has Diah's self-esteem, I don't want to continue to be with your mother" said Abim.

"How different is it from me, Papa you have insulted me completely!" Diah snapped at Abim.

"Papa didn't insult you Diah, Papa wants you to be a good person!" Abim did not lose snapping at the mouth was inevitable.

"Okay... Your family thinks I can't do anything, I'll prove, that I can work for my own money!" said Diah lantang.

"That's not what Diah means. astagfirlullah..." Ambim stroking chest.

"Now horrified Diah. Honestly, I've had aspirations of having a wife who doesn't work outside, so I chose you." Abim lowered his voice.

"Because what? because I know, the work of the wife at home, although it looks trivial but it is exhausting. What else. if while working, do not go far, for example Mama, he works outside, but. must wake up before the children wake up cooking for the family. Not to mention when you go home from work you have to go home early to do the same." ( Curcol ) 🤣🤣🤣.

"Whatever I want, you can be a godly wife. Because, that way you can be the mother of my children, educate her on the right path." Abim still hopes his wife will change.

"Welcome when I get home from work, make me food, and be grateful for how much sustenance I get. For, though little sustenance, as long as we are grateful, and spend in the way of Allah, it will be a blessing to Diah." Abim's advice was at length.

"And vice versa, even if the salary is large if squandered, there is only redundant." Abim's lecture became an impromptu Ustad

"That's a selfish man!" sergeant Diah.

"No! anyway I want to work! so you can make your own money, don't beg with you anymore!" ketus Diah's.

Abim just shook his head. "Yes already..you work in Intan's boutique only yes," suggested Abim. Abim believes that working with Intan will have a positive impact on Diah.

"No! could-may I die standing with your sister." Diah is upset if you remember Intan who worked all day.

"Okay. Now it's up to you, Diah, whatever you do. Justdoit! I will not interfere anymore" concluded Abim. Adzan Maghrib Abim then again wearing a sarong and cocoa clothes. It is better to go to the mosque to self-delicate.

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Three months passed after the quarrel, Abim with Diah. Diah proved his words, he really works in a foreign company.

Both are busy with their respective work affairs, no more communication. Abim is tired, then silence will be better.

Until one day, Diah was lazy to go to work. His head felt dizzy, and his stomach was nauseous. Diah came down the stairs her eyes caught Mama sitting in the living room focusing on a lap top.

Papa, Abim, and Intan have all left. Because it's nine in the morning. My mom has no teaching hours today.

Hearing the footsteps coming down the stairs, Mama raised her head.

"Eh, Diah... tumben? you at home, son?" ask Mama and close the lap top.

"Izin did not enter Ma's work, did not feel well like it," said Diah.

"Oh breakfast first, maybe you catch a cold, son." said Mama. Mama is patient and kind to respond wisely, still accept the lack of Diah as it is.

"Baik Ma" Diah then opened the rice hood when he smelled fried rice it was nauseous.

"Sheep.. hoek..." Diah ran into the bathroom kitchen wanted to get something out but there was no contents.

"Diah, why are you son?" Mama widened the bathroom that was opened a little, then kneaded the nape of her daughter-in-law who was crouched in the water.

"Not knowing Ma, actually it's been a week, I feel this, every morning like nausea but yesterday did not have Ma's headache." Diah explained while leaving the bathroom.

Mama then smiled looking at her daughter-in-law who was walking in front of her.

"When was the last time you had your period, son?" ask Mama after Diah sits on the couch next to Mama.

Diah kept silent. Diah forgot Ma, but it's been a while too,"

"It looks like you're pregnant son" Mama smiled looking at Diah in front of her.

Deg.

Diah quickly took off her hand that was kneeling her own temple, staring at Mama.

"What aye, I'm pregnant Ma," said Diah.

"According to the characteristics, yes, now you are ready, Mama drove to the hospital," Mama then stood looking at Diah who was still dumb.

"Come on, son" Mama repeated.

"Baik Ma" Diah then went to the top of the bath with warm water, he looked at his stomach in front of the bathroom glass.

Am I really pregnant?

Diah then came out to change clothes, when she wanted to wear powder.

Hoeek.

Diah ngos ngosan back to look at his reddened face. Then he went back downstairs.

"This mama make ginger first, let reduce nausea." Mama gave me a cup of warm ginger.

"Thank you Ma" Diah Lastas took a sip.

"We're leaving" Mama took her daughter-in-law's hand into the car that the driver had prepared.

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"Well..."