The Neglected Wife
EPISODE 97 - CURSE

“Tethe date again?” attack Dina as soon as Isyana enters Grandma's house. Dina usually always kepo, hearing the sound of Dina car snintip from jebdela.

“What's Din?” answer Isyana shame. 

“That's it, it's Mr. Aksa's car,” replied Dina.

"The Princess" replied Isyana.  

Isyana walks in and leaves Dina. Isyana went straight to the back, took a shower and cleaned and took medicine. 

Dina also became a security guard, waiting for Isyan while crossing her arms ready to interrogate. 

“Dina tell Grandma you know, Tea!” dina fishing rod is very kepo want to hear Isyana's story. 

“Hhhhh...,” Isyana sighed her nafs.

Sister met this big is indeed very chatty. 

“Teteh discharged from hospital, Din, not dating. You become a sister instead of kasian even!” answer Isyana pout.

“Hoh....,” pekik Dina was startled instantly with a panicked expression. 

“Teh why?” ask Dina. 

“Gara- for falling this morning, waist still hurts. Pas on campus already have medicine using oil, already meningan. Uh in the afternoon you know, Mr. Aksa and Putri in front,” said Isyana told me. 

“Pick up that means?” ask Dina. 

“Daddy!” isyana Jaawab. 

“Waaah, this fix Mr. Aksa again makes a truce for deketin Teteh,” said Dina memgebu. 

“Plak!” Isyana directly hit Dina's face with a pillow. 

“Teteh..,” strangle Dina.

“Narang you huh. Where there are men who pedekate the same rich bunting people Teteh. Lord Aksa is rich, handsome, must be many who want to be with him, the same level as him! By the way guarded!” nagel Isyana. 

“Iiih Teteh, still as high as him, the proof is that Teteh's husband is also a friend of Mr. Aksa right, now Teteh's fate is not good,” replied Dina kekeh. 

“Ngak. That was the Princess who ajakin, last night the Princess was raging because she felt lied to, Mr. Aksa promised I came but I did not come, so just found me,” said Isyana explained to Dina. 

“Ah time... gegara Putri aja? His father?” ledek Dina again. 

“Hiiisssh...bug so much siharapain!” 

“Dina likes tea, likes, Teteh same she will fit her widower teteh dowager.” Gurau Dina increasingly became unconcerned about being scolded by Grandma in a moment.  

“Dina!” isyana. 

“Hehehehe,” Dina instead chuckles. 

“Tak hit you again!” threaten Isyana upset, why God love Isyana new people like Dina. 

“But if Dina really said, would you marry her? Is it tea?” joke Dina again while taking a run.

Isyana immediately glared and searched for items nearby preparing to be thrown at Dina.

"Yahoo!!" isyana shouted annoyed.

Dina immediately ran into running for cover to Grandma who was inside finished praying.  

Grandma's house is not big and there are no ternitnya as well, although not too focused, grandmother can still hear the conversation of her grandchildren and adopted children.

Grandma also did not actually disagree Isyana with Mr. Aksa, but the grandmother was afraid Isyana was again injured.

Moreover, Grandma knew, Grandma met Isyana when Isyana left the house of Lord Aksa. Because they want to be expelled.

“Sore-afternoon do not shout, pamali ah.... sigana in the forest, tereak tereak,” granny scolding. 

“Hehe...Yes Nek, maap!” answer Dina. 

Grandma then went out to meet Isyana. 

“What pain do you have Neng?” ask Grandma. 

“Isyana falls, Grandma. The princess almost hit hit hitmen Putri just want to cross in front of the campus, Isyana run nolongin and fall. So the Princess' spine hurts. Last time could not walk, continued to be helped by Mr. Aksa to the hospital,” said Isyana finally the full story to Grandma.

With Dina is a short story. The story just fell right in the house not the last fall. Dina who nguping his brain immediately traveling. 

“Wuaaah,” peekik Dina nongol again getting kepo. Dina grabbed Grandma who wanted to talk.

“So that drop fell again on campus? Can't keep walking? Helped by Mr Aksa, huh? Ooooh? So both ways are tea? Ooh sweetnya?” cerocos Dina stood excitedly while stomping her legs and held her hands together in front of her bubbling chest. 

Shadow Dina, Mr. Aksa memapah Isyana like in the movie scene that Dina watch, when in fact more so sweet. Isyana is not just swept, but directly carried. 

Isyana's face immediately blushed red. The danger of the story to Dina, her brain is too wild and her mouth has no brakes. 

“Aiiih Dinaa,” hit Isyana again, but Dina keeps laughing. 

While Grandma just sighed and shook her head. 

“What Does Doctor say?” asked Grandma, breaking the atmosphere, Dina became silent. 

“Ish... Grandma!” hissing Jingga failed to capture the orange.

“Alhamdulillah, dhedhe healthy Grandma. Yes, just like healthy people fall, it is painful, plus Isyana is pregnant, so low back pain. I have been given medicine, Nek. If until tomorrow can not walk, Isyana needs to see a neurologist. But now it can go. Just anyway, a day and two days should calculate the motion of dhedhek, if dhedhek is still active is safe,” replied Isyana detail tells. 

Grandma nodded in understanding. Grandma's outstretched hand held Isyana's stomach gently as she spoke. 

“Tonight do not need to ramen, let Grandma who sells the same Dina ya. You rest, here grandma obati,” said Grandma. 

“Hoh! Grandma can medicine?” ask Isyana.

“Thank you feet here,” Grandma said again.

“Iya Nek,” replied Isyana obey Grandma.

“Din,” call Grandma. 

“Ya!” 

“Make telon oil equal handbody!” 

“Yes, Grandma,” 

My grandmother was a former paraji shaman. Isyana then raised her leg. Grandma massaged Isyana's legs painstakingly.

It is not the stomach or the area of Isyana that hurts the grandmother massages, but the soles of the feet and legs. But Isyana feels really good. Granny massage is really joss. 

Even at the age of the old grandmother, from ashar to maghrib, Grandma just finished massaging. If there is no adzan maghrib may still continue. 

“Padahal the massaged legs huh Nek? But how good is it?” answer Isyana honestly. 

“If you are not pregnant, all over, Grandma can,” replied Grandma. 

“Waah grandma turned out great. Thank you very much Nek, Isyana really met Grandma,” replied Isyana moved while holding the hand of grandma. 

Grandma nodded, with her shady face. 

“Dina can also Tea!” chirps Dina who was sitting with her legs crossed on the bench while watching tivi. 

“Masaa?” replace Isyana who ledek Dina. 

“Long wait Grandma love her fetish,” replied Dina joking. 

“Hellehhh,” replied Isyana is anxious to Dina, Dina does always want to be ditampol. 

Grandma but happy, since there is Isyana Dina's chatty talent channeled, when only two, they are a lot of silence, because Grandma is not well invited to joke. 

“Already-today. There pray, we eat! Dina come with Grandma, Neng Isya rest yes!” say Grandma again. 

“Yes, Grandma!” 

Although only spinach and fried tempeh were taken from Grandma's merchandise, the three of them were always greedy to eat together and never missed each other unless Isyana left for college. 

“Teteh again hurts, Dina washes her dishes yes!” said Grandma. 

“Ya, Grandma,” replied Dina. 

After Dina to the back, grandma looked at Isyana inside. 

“Have you forgotten your ex-husband?” ask Grandma to arrive. 

“Forgot how Nek?” 

“Do you still love her?” ask Grandma again. 

Isyana silently lowered her head, all the mass oftentimes coming. Isyana took a deep breath and looked blankly avoiding Grandma's gaze. 

2 Years of building a household heresy, even though it does not get the treatment it should. But in the past, every night, there was always a thread of prayer, hoping and asking Lana to look at him, accept him and love him. 

Every day Isyana sincerely tried to give her all she could so that Lana would not be angry and happy. Happiness was once Isyana felt in the last two weeks. But the hope of Isyana who was soaring was kicked rough down. So hurt. 

Despite showing a change in attitude, Lana never spoke the word love. Ada Lana even hurt her. 

“No, Grandma! Yang Isyana pain only when remember!” answer Isyana. 

“If you still have pain, then you still love him,” replied Grandma. 

Hearing Grandma's words, Isyana immediately belied not accept. 

“Ngak Granny. Isyana does not love,” replied Isyana firmly.

“Then, will you keep your son hidden from him?” 

“Daddy,” 

“Why?” 

“Isyana pissed. He slandered Isyana Kok Nek. Isyana is not willing if she takes this child, or Isyana's child gives her,” 

“It turns out who is his father?” ask Grandma again. 

Isyana. The answer is yes. 

“If it is not love, you should not have to harbor any feelings anymore. All, without vengeance. Believe all this is set and be the best path of your life!” 

“That pain and love let it equally melt away. Yes all the flavors should be melted, really no taste, let go of everything. Love or pain lodged in the heart, and not placed as it should be will get in our way, son. Your pain comes from your disappointment in your feelings and expectations that do not match reality,” 

“Grandma didn't ask you to forget it, but throw away the pain. Throw away all your unfulfilled hopes, if you really want to be free. To be able to step forward lightly. You should be able to release all your mass burden,” said Grandma long and calm. 

Isyana was silent, listening and pervading, but still unaware. Isyana then looked at grandma full of question marks. 

“Why does Grandma suddenly discuss Isyana's husband, Nek?” ask Isyana suddenly. 

Grandma just smiled quietly, not answering a few seconds giving a pause and looking at Isyana. 

“Grandma don't want you to misstep, Neng!” answer Grandma. 

“Means, Grandma?” ask Isyana again. 

Grandma did not answer and chose to get up. Grandma is ready for sale. 

“Think of words, Grandma Neng!” say Grandma again, saying goodbye.

“Iya New,” 

“Close the door if you want to sleep yes, but the grendelnya do not, just locked!” say Grandma again.

“Ya Grandma,” 

“Come... Din!” call Grandma. 

Dina was immediately out carrying her trade materials. 

Isyana locked the door and went into her room. Isyana leaned her body into the mattress, because still in the afternoon Isyana did not want to sleep. Isyana then took her college book. Isyana wants to learn. 

Just as Isyana was reading 2 pages, her smart baby moved. Isyana closed her book and chose to stroke her stomach with a smile. 

“Alhamduillah, you are healthy, son! Forgive Ibun yes. who has invited you to fight as hard as this. Please be a strong boy. I do this so that we can be happy together,” said Isyana talking to herself in her room. 

Isyana then fell silent. 

His pregnant age is still second trimester, 7 months not yet. But it turns out that getting pregnant is not easy, today Isyana just skipped college. 

“Yes... Lord, please, this time, let me finish my studies. Let me have the provision to fight to be a tough mother to my son, the inner” Isyana shed her tears. 

Isyana already felt her pain humiliated. Isyana knew indeed the slightest effort could give her a way to live and eat.

But Isyana thinks there will be children who need the future. If only it does not promise.

Isyana still has not thought of getting married again. Isyana just thinks she must have something she can rely on so that her son's future is not like her, education.

The future of God knows. However, Mom's offer to Isyana is the big key to her life. 

“Can I really pass this time? Yes. I definitely can,” murmured Isyana mangafirms herself.

At the same time, Isyana's stomach moved again. As if Isyana's son could answer. Isyana smiles. 

“Thank you, you're so smart, son. Keep growing healthy yes,” said Isyana happy. 

Then in his brain came wishful thinking, what the baby will look like. 

“Dheg,” when Isyana guessed what her baby would look like, Lana's shadow came back. 

“How about it look like Lana?”  

“True Grandma said, I can't hate her. People say if they hate it will look like?” isyana's murmur thought.  

"Ah time bodo ah.. My son is my son, my son,"

Because upset and restless thinking about the word Grandma, plus Lana. Isyana intends to refresh her brain and wants to drink.

Ishanna got up and took the water inside. 

As Isyana took the water, from the door came the sound of knocking on the door. 

“Thok... Thokk... Assalamu’alaikum,” 

Isyana suddenly dheg-dhegan.

Isyana and Grandma are almost always selling every night so there are never any guests. Who's having a night-time guest. 

“Still at 8, is Grandma in great demand? But her voice isn't Grandma's voice the same as Dina?” isyana's murmur thought.

"Thok. thok..," he sounded again.

"Who the hell? Next door neighbor huh?" murmured Isyana walked out.

“Thok... thok.., Assalamu’alaikum,” the voice was heard again. 

“Waalaikum greetings, yes briefly..” replied Isyana from inside nervously, as the person kept tapping Isyana so forgot to check first from the window and felt compelled to get out. 

Slowly Isyana also turned the handle of the key, then opened the door.

"You?" peekik Isyana was shocked.

"Can I come in?" ask the man at the door.

Suddenly Isyana's breath hunted. Isyana did not answer anything and turned around, the streets were quiet, heard people hanging out playing guitar at the end of the alley. Isyana's confused.

"OKAY. I'm in!" said the man shamelessly gawked in.