THE MARRIAGE ENDS IN WOUNDS.
Contractions.
"Mas! it hurts!" sergeant Diah pulled the wrist held tight by Abim to redden. But Abim just holds it tight.
"You are either human or not Diah, how to advise a nanusia like you!" Abim shook Diah's hand.
"You people who are outrageous, I'm always in this house being cheated on, wasted!" Diah finally cried.
"It's because of your own behavior, being a bad woman, unruly!" Abim pointed at Diah's chest.
"I don't want to be here, I want to go home!" Hiccupped.
"Go home! this time too! I won't hold you back!" Abim is really emotional.
"You need to know Diah! I regret having sacrificed my teenage years, only to marry a woman like you!" Abim was really angry.
"Mas Abim." Diah's hands smashed his stomach, hearing Abim's words.
"Stop Diah! otherwise, not only will your baby get sick, but you will die!" sergeant Abim. Abim's anger will not bear to see the child in the womb Diah why-why.
Abim then came out and left Diah on the top floor.
While Diah calls her mother complaining about today's events, that here unhappy always hostile. After the call, Diah went to bed until the afternoon.
Tok to tok.
Chequelek
Bi Emi opened the door stunned, staring at her master guest.
Middle-aged woman hair is shouldered, red shirt, pants are red, if on the left like saga seeds. Women of this temperament already somewhat understand the issue of fashion, although still impressed tacky. Sandals are not wearing bathroom flip-flops like before.
"Jeng Ina is there?" ask the woman.
"Oh there's Ma'am, please come in," bi Emi invited Miss Reny in. Yes, that woman turned out to be Miss Reny.
"Call me, Madam!" said haughty.
"Oh sorry, please sit Nyonga" aunt relented.
"I call Non Diah first, because Mrs Ina, at this hour is usually in the shower," Aunt rushed to leave her guest, calling Diah to the room.
"Mom tell me to come here, Bi," said Diah. He slept hugging the bolster, after the aunt knocked on the door was allowed to enter the owner of the room. Then tell her that there's a Crisp ma'am waiting outside.
"Good Non" aunty back in the guest room. "Mom, uh Madam, said Non Diah, Madam told to go to the room, just" said the aunt.
Miss Cris then stood following aunt.
"Come on Madam" said the aunt.
Miss Reny went into Diah's room, saw her son was crying and approached.
It turns out Diah can cry too. Actually it was not crying, after hearing his mother came directly ekting.
"Diah" Miss Reny sat next to her son.
"Mom" Diah then woke up hugging the crispy mom. The mother and son took each other off. Since Diah worked, she has not visited her mother.
Until a few minutes later, Miss Crisp loosened her wound. Pushing Diah's shoulders staring fixed on her son's face reddened cheeks and puffy eyes.
"Why you?" ask Miss Reny then.
"Diah just want to go home mom, don't want to be here" whined Diah.
"Seeettt.. patience.you forgot our mission, your in-laws are rich, you're one step away we'll have it all" Miss Reny sneered cunningly.
It turns out that Diah feels at home in-laws solely persuasion bu Reni wants to master her property.
"But I'm not strong anymore, always hostile to this family, especially Papa, Mom" Diah argued.
"Listen to Mother, Diah, thanks to mother's patience, two houses belonging to the Rose we have mastered, ahaha.." Miss Reny laughed evilly.
"Now you are patient, repair your relationship with your in-laws, and your husband. What's more, you are currently pregnant with Abim's child, make a baby weapon in your womb." concluded Miss Reny.
Miss Reny then came out besan the woman was waiting in the guest room.
"Good news" mama Sahina answered kindly.
"Please sit down," she pointed to the chair in front of her.
"Thank you.." mommy sat down to follow the besan style that's been sitting folding legs. Though it doesn't feel right. Understandably, usually sitting or hanging out.
"Jeung.. forgive Diah's behavior yes, the child does like brash, understandably.
"I understand, we and our family have been patient enough to face the mother's daughter, but if it is intended to endanger the health of others it seems we can not tolerate anymore" said the mother.
Mama Sahina seems to be getting tired of facing Diah.
"Jeung.. I apologize on behalf of Diah, please give me a chance once again, my son is pregnant with Abim's child, what is the Ina... Diah raised her own son." - Miss Reny was crying.
It's not Ina's mom's name, if it doesn't apologize. He also talked at length. By magrib bu Reny saying back home.
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Five months passed, during which time Diah changed slightly. If in front of Abim of course, I don't know if behind. Because Diah obeyed his mother's words.
Abim brought Diah to his own house, already three months ago.
Although Diah can not run the task as a wife, because they are both busy working outside. Abim was the one who had to give up early in the morning to clean up the house before leaving.
Type 70 house is certainly far from the word luxury, for Abim. If in comparison his family's house Abim's room was half the size of his house now inhabited.
Money difficulties, obviously yes. Because Abim's salary of nine million for this purpose, paying electricity, water, home installments, giving Diah every day 100 thousand. Abim did not know what money he had given him. In fact, Abim never bought food by Diah anything else until cooking. He said he was looking for his own money.
To eat every day Abim willingly overtime, sometimes accepting an important prilent job offer can be enough. Not to mention having to collect the cost of the stream that just counts the days.
However, Abim was always grateful, because this was the result of his efforts.
The age of Diah is now nine months. He took a leave of absence from his work.
Cring...
The Abhimanyu phone rang, Abim put down the mouse, picked up the phone for a moment.
"Mas Abim.. My stomach hurts!" said Diah across the phone.
"You want to give birth?" ask Abim.
"I don't know Mas, so quickly go home, I can't stand it," whined Diah.
"Yes, be patient,"
Tut's. Abim disconnects the phone. Then, fix the work desk.
"Fan, I go home first, yes" Abim looks panicked even though the phone was impressed cuey.
"What's the matter, loe? tumbens?" ask Refan. Refan knows Abim always comes home late.
"This is a stomachache, he said," Abim replied, inserting a lap top into the bag.
"Waah, you want to be your father" Refan patted his best friend on the shoulder.
"Maybe.. if it's true, pray well yes Fan," said Abim.
"Aamiin..." Refane replied.
Abim then applied for annual leave after being approved to rush home.
Abim immediately parked running his motorbike, in the middle of the trip stop first at the minimarket, to swipe rupiah. He chake the savings balance there 10 million for the lahiran fees. Abim take half.
"Hopefully born normal, if caesar of course money will not be enough" Abim komat kamit prayed then continued to run his motorbike.
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"Budhe wait her rage" ❤❤❤.