THE MARRIAGE ENDS IN WOUNDS.
The facts.

Arriving home, papa and Mama Ina immediately take a shower. It feels tired of the body soul. Shaking his head would refresh his body.

"Madam, dinner is ready" said the aunt as she walked out of the room and finished her bath.

"Iya Bi, I am hungry" said Mama, it's natural to be hungry, because from the morning do not need to eat, because of the tension of thinking about Diah.

"Pa, eat first, I'm hungry." Mama approached papa in the study.

Papa this one can be old age, but his work spirit is still extraordinary, including activities in bed.

Abim apparently lost to his father, claimed to have a wife, but never channeled the desire to make love.

"Father! iihh... just arrived at home, already hold the job anyway, put it! eat first!" mama got rid of the mose that papa was holding.

"Hehehe, yes...very fierce" said papa then out of the workspace while hugging his wife's shoulder.

The age of him who had a head of five, and only three different years was very romantic.

Until outside Intan was waiting at the table to eat.

"You just arrived, Tan?" mama asked and pulled out a chair for papa, new to herself.

"Yes Ma, sorry yes, I had no time to catch up with Mama," Intan said. Last afternoon I promised to take turns with my mom at the hospital. But the boutique is crowded, let alone to the hospital contact his mother did not have time.

"It's okay.. Keep planning there when?" ask mama.

"Now, Ma," Intan wants to see his niece soon.

"If you're tired now, tomorrow only," papa chimed in.

"It's okay Pa, now it is," Intan insisted.

"Yes already.. coincidentally, then, later your brother told you to go home first yes, son, pity, from dawn has not rest at all," said the mother.

"Okay.." Intan said. They then had dinner together.

"Ma, Pa. I'm leaving first" Intan said. After he finished eating, he picked up a bag, and a pair of night clothes, to change for the night.

"Be careful, don't forget, your brother told you to go home to your mother's house," the message repeated.

"Yes, Ma" Intan this time escorted the driver, initially wanted to bring a motorbike. But my mother forbade.

"Let's go to the room" after driving Intan to the yard, mama pulled papa to the room, worried papa working room again, there's something you want to talk about.

"What the hell is.. Want to?" papa chuckles, then gets a soft pinch wrung from mama's hand.

"Damnah! geres... only! it's old too" mama mrengos, meaning mama so papa rest, can't work anymore.

"Pa" mama fell asleep next to papa, looking up at the ceiling. He thought back to the hospital.

"Heemm" replied papa, actually papa was thinking while closed with his hands.

"Actually, who was born to Diah. It's not possible, is it? that's Abim's descendant?" ask mom at the end.

"Diah was dating foreign man Ma. Papa knew a long time ago, before marrying Abim." said papa.

"Papa hired people to investigate. Diah was often taken in and out of the hotel," explained papa, finally this secret was revealed.

"Astagfirlullah.. is that right Pa?" my mom was surprised not to play.

Papa tilted his body to look at mom. "Have Ma, our son is grown, let him solve his own problems. We just give the briefing," concluded Papa.

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"Sus, please leave us both" Abim asked the sisters to come out.

"Well, sir" the sister was about to leave the place, but stopped her steps, when she heard Diah's screams.

"God! don't go out, this hospital has to take responsibility, my son's changed," Diah gasped for air, mostly screaming.

"Can you just shut up, Diah? if I can't keep quiet, I'll stuff your mouth with shoes!" Abim lifted the shoes that were removed in front of the door pointing towards Diah.

He was annoyed that he had difficulty putting baby to sleep, with his birth mother just want to scream like a man in solidarity.

Abim then closed the door.

"Do it if you dare?!" challenge Diah.

"Who's afraid?!" Abim lifts shoes cramming Diah's mouth.

"Uaum.uaum" Diah can't talk. Pushing Abim's hand. "Hueeek" Diah wants to vomit because his shoes have stepped on cat feces, which smell bad.

Abim really could not control his emotions, as long as this was patient enough.

"Aahaha..." Abim laughed softly, then threw the shoe into the corner of the hospital room.

"Loe was the hypocritical woman of Diah, for it has been found that you slept with men out there, until God, opened my eyes wide," Abim like a hoof pointed at Diah's eyes, his regret call him 'loe.

"Then Allah showed that you are not a good woman, evidently, you have given birth to a child who is not a child of Indonesians in general!" Abim circled the wheelchair while straddling.

Abim did not have the heart to scold Diah, who had just given birth. But Diah has ignited the flames of war.

If Diah had not done anything, Abim would have spoken well.

"Now say Diah, I don't care anymore you want to sleep with any man, but my message, find your biological father, marry officially, so as not to continue to add sin, is my message, and this kid is protecting." Abim spoke quietly while sitting in bed.

"You're talking about what Mas, this kid's your son!" deny Diah.

"Not to argue with Diah anymore, I'm not a fool, but a fool, because you're a fool, but from now on I'll never budge again with a woman like you!" firmly Abim.

"I'm honest with you Mas, this child your son, I've never been in contact with anyone but you, because, I love you so much" Diah's hand flailing from a wheelchair wanting to hold Abim's hand, which is not far from him.

"Unfortunately, my love is with you, it has worn off, on the first night," Abim concluded.

Abim then went out to the mosque to perform the prayer while carrying shoes that stepped on cat feces somewhere to wash it.

Diah stared at Abim's departure, then looked at his son in a box who was sleeping soundly furious. "It's because of you!" muttered.

Diah spread her eyes around, looking for something. He runs a wheelchair with both hands to the hospital facility phone in the corner of the room. Because his phone was not taken.

"Hello!" answer someone across the street after Diah hits the number.

"Hello, hix, hix" Diah sniffled.

("What's wrong with you?") you why?" ask the guy.

"Hiks hyks, (I gave birth to your child.") I gave birth to your child" Diah said.

("don't worry I will be responsible" ) don't worry I'll take responsibility."

"I love you"

"Love you too..."

Diah hung up the phone and went back to the edge of the box. She took a peek at the baby's face, with difficulty she stood up while enduring the pain of her stomach after her dope operation had begun to disappear.

"You haruuus..." Diah did not continue to say both her hands wanted to strangle the baby's own neck.

"Health...!!" Diah raised her head to look at who was coming, undoing her intentions.

"Cloth, plaque, plaque.

Three free-fall slaps on Diah's face. Blood flowed in her lips.

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