The Neglected Wife
EPISODE 2 FIRST MEETING

As the only son of a famous person in his country, of course Lana knows how to behave and maintain the honor of his family. 

“Never say anything about our household! You have to remember that! Call me Mas!” lana says while in the car. 

“Yes! I know!” answer Isyana coldly. 

At around 12 p.m., the luxury car Lana was driving herself entered the courtyard of a house in a village. 

The yellow flag is embedded in the gate into the alley of the village road which is lined with greenery and trimmed neatly. 

A house with an ancient style, lined with old wood and shiny because of plistur, the floor also looks very clean, the walls are carved wood, classic but elegant house.

From his house it is clear that the owner of the upper middle class and love the culture.

Mr. Atmadja Subiyantoro is the owner of the house, Mr. Isyana who some time ago breathed his last.

He was a former land merchant in the region who controlled potato and tea plantations. 

Unfortunately since marrying his second wife he lost a lot and some of his fields were sold.

In the living room that looked like the village hall, local residents and relatives crowded around waiting and performing many ritual honors 

“Mr...!” Isak Isyana when he arrived at the home of his parents who years Isyana left. 

Since her mother died and her father remarried, Isyana was evacuated to her grandmother's home in a neighboring province, when Isyana was 10. Isyana goes with her grandmother on the pretext of accompanying her grandmother and so as not to continue fighting with her stepbrother. 

“Not much drama. Your father is time to die!” gertak Lana stopped the car. Lana hates Isyana so much crying.

“Hiks... hiks..!” Isyana was still holding back her sobbing and wiping away her tears.

The words of Lana who told her to stop crying were precisely the words that made Isyana's body, belek cry harder.

How not, every human being should feel the pain of loved ones. Let alone the figure of a father, first love for a princess. 

Supposedly at this fragile time, Lana was the one who first reached out to wipe Isyana's tears and provided the shoulder where she was sad.

In fact, Lana actually added the nicks of Isyana's wounds. 

Isyana took off her seat belt and immediately went down. All of those present greeted Isyana with a friendly nod, as well as Lana, all saluting. 

Unfortunately, in every Isyana and Lana walk, mothers or even fathers who have bucket mouths will be dossier of skewers. 

“Ngot a draw huh? Her husband is tall pure white handsome, his wife is coiled, her hair is curly messy again!” 

Those shoes made Isyana very uncomfortable. More than Isyana kasak kusuk it swelling the ears of the handsome man who became the object of news. 

Lana chose to hold back her anger and vent on Isyana, because if she responded to the citizens, it could bring down her reputation. 

Lana and Isyana behave like children and daughters-in-law, see the corpse that has been stretched stiff, berTO’a together and give the last respects. 

Isyana did not miss the opportunity to roar with her family, until morning arrived and the funeral was over.

Lana also plays her role very nicely, being the daughter-in-law of the family affected by the disaster. Lana also greeted the mourners kindly.  

According to Mika's estimate. Lana's parents who were abroad when they heard her death died immediately returned to their country. Although their arrival was a little late because the funeral ceremony was over.

They arrive, just as Isyana and Lana are preparing to return home. 

“Papi... Mami,” said Lana immediately welcomed her parents. 

“Where are you going?” ask Lana's father to see the child and daughter-in-law are neat. 

“Go home!” 

“How home? your wife's family is in mourning. Stay here, at least one more night. As a son-in-law you must pray together!” whispered Mr. Wira Hanggara Lana's. 

Lana was unable to pucker up, nodding and stopping her steps, undoing the intention to go home.  

"Yes, Pih!"

“Papa Mama join defend condolences, Darling!” said Mr. Wira approached Isyana who was standing behind Lana.

“Yes.. Bye!” answer Isyana politely.

“Tonight Papa Mama will join in prayer together, stay here!” said Mr. Wira again. 

Lana and Isyana then undo their intention to go home. They're back in.

Of course, Isyana's stepmother and her brother did not grumble. They smiled happily at the arrival of a wealthy guest.

If Isyana and her husband would be sniffed and cold to Isyana's stepmother, different from Lord Wira and his wife. They are carried by the many and are very friendly. 

Waiting for a prayer together. Lana with her father outside greeting guests. Isyana joins the neighbors and ART prepares the cuisine. 

“Come!” drag stepmom Isyana. 

“What's Bu?” ask Isyana. 

Isyana's stepmother invited Isyana into the room and pulled over from the crowd.

“Sign this all!” said stepmother Isyana gave some land certificate files and power of attorney. 

“Mother!” peekik Isyana did not count

Just this afternoon his father was buried, his mother had discussed the inheritance. Isyana swallowed her saliva in disbelief, what's with everyone? Why is it that all around Ishana are evil and have no heart. 

“Sign this power of attorney. Your husband is rich, right? Your life is good, don't be greedy! Let your father's relics be ours! Your sister still needs college tuition!” said Stepmother Isyana murmured - a murmur with her cynical gaze.

“Hhhhh!” Isyana could only sigh holding back her cries.

Isyana was confused as to what to say.

Isyana could only raise her face, glancing at the vile female face present in her life.

It could be on the day of her husband's death, stepmother Isyana took the time to make a power of attorney.

Since her mother died, Isyana's happiness seemed to be deprived and completely lost. 

Isyana's family and Isyana's parents should be a place of hope and refuge when Isyana is in pain. In fact, returning to his home further adds lara. 

Isyana wanted to fight and scream, but outside the room, relatives and neighbors gathered.

What would happen if Isyana fought and fought, not to mention that her in-laws were also here.

I don't know who Isyana can complain to. Even Isyana's domestic life was like prison.

Isyana could not think much and finally obey. Isyana signature or not, after all his father's property has been controlled by stepmother and children. 

“Good!” said Isyana's stepmother quickly pulled a letter with a battery containing a power of attorney that Isyana gave her inheritance to her stepbrother. The letter is signed by Isyana. 

Isyana was silent, even her tears were dry. Isyana became dumbfounded about to do what.

Isyana then went out and attended a prayer event together. Try as soon as possible to face the mothers of study.

When Isyana was near her mother-in-law. Isyana did get a very gentle treatment. That was the only place Isyana was protected.

Unfortunately, every movement of Isyana did not escape Lana's supervision. Lana is very afraid if Isyana to talk about the disgrace of her husband. 

After some time had passed, the joint prayer event was over.

Isyana's stepmother's house assistant had prepared a room for them. 

“This is your second year of marriage, when are there grandchildren for Mama?” ask Lana's mother in between the chat before entering each room. 

Hearing the question, Isyana bowed lethargic. Lana was just whimpering. 

“Drink this!” said Ibu Lana gave one grain of potion medicine. 

“What is Mah?” lana asked suspiciously and was very uncomfortable. 

“Have a drink, come!” said Mama Lana again force and give a glass of water so that Lana immediately drink it.  

In front of Isyana, her father and her father-in-law Lana were not struggling and were forced to take the medicine. I don't know what medication.

After all the guests left, Lana and Isyana went into the room that had been provided. Room 4 x 4 with wooden walls and bed with mosquito nets. Rooms are spacious and classic for the village community but become a narrow room when compared to the hotel where Lana used to stay. 

“What here no sofa?” lana snapped ferociously again after they reached the room. 

“If you are not willing to sleep with me, I will sleep in another room!” answer Isyana sensitize.

Isyana knows that Lana is reluctant to sleep with her. 

“What did you say? Huh huh? Sleeping in another room? You intentionally want to make my father hang? Aye! You know the rules when my parents are?” asked Lana again with a cruel look.

Lana and Isyana must be kind to their parents.

“Ya.. I know! I'll sleep under!” answer Isyana weakly. 

“Good ! Your brain is still working!” answer Lana.

Lana then threw the pillow and blanket roughly, letting Isyana sleep on the floor.

“Until when will I survive like this?” batin Isyana curled up with her blanket, feeling the floor sink into her skin. 

Isyana then thought of her in-laws. 

“What if I was pregnant and had children, my husband would love me? How can I have a child if she won't touch me?” inward Isyana again, suddenly his heart felt pain. 

As long as Lana's wife, as rich as her husband, not a dime Isyana ever get a living except food.

Isyana never buy makeup or tools to decorate. Mandipun tools are rations that have been arranged by the head of the maid in her husband's large house. Ishana really became an ugly Iatri.

Thinking about how Isyana escaped from her life unfortunately made Isyana even more dizzy. Isyana then tried to close her eyes.

Not yet Isyana asleep. Isyana heard her husband restlessly sleep right and left. Though a few minutes before Isyana had heard the soft snoring of her husband.

“Dia why?” batin Isyana glanced at Lana.

A very rare sight could Isyana see her husband sleeping on the bed. 

Isyana tries to shift her eyes and tries to be indifferent, but Lana sounds more and more agitated.

Isyana then got up and checked. When Isyana got up and approached her husband, the lights went out.

Fortunately outside, the stars and moon shone brightly, so that the sparkle that entered through the window slit still made the shadows of Isyana could be palpable to the senses of the eyes. 

Just as Isyana was about to turn around, there was a big hand pulling her. Ishana fell down and went into the arms of her husband. 

“Lana!” pekik Isyana. 

Apparently the medicine that Isyana's in-laws gave her was a powerful medicine and a high dose of fertilizer. That's the medicine that Ibu Lana used to give to Mr. Wira who had entered twilight. Medication helps to keep the relationship between Mr. Wira and his wife awake.

Isyana tried to release her body from her husband's whimpering. 

“Mika..!” lirih Lana actually tightened her wounds on Isyanya.

What a word that slices Isyana's heart. Inside the dark room, even though Lana's hand was holding her tightly which she called out turned out to be another request. 

“Release, Lana!” isyana said she was trying to escape again.

Unfortunately Lana actually twisted Isyana's body to be under her shell. 

“Company me tonight, Honey!” lana said, blurting unconsciously.

Lana even tightened her body to Isyana so they huddled together. Isyana also felt a hard object sticking up.

It was the first time Isyana was close to her husband.

Isyana felt tightness and wanted to immediately break away, unfortunately Lana just landed her lips and devoured Isyana's lips. 

“This is not wrong, right? He's my husband, right?” lirih Isyana inwardly endured the pain and finally resigned to what her husband did. 

Although Isyana knowingly, in the shadow and in the brain Lana herself someone else, not Isyana. 

“I hope, you will be able to do good and love me after this, Lana!” isyana's inner self as Lana forcibly undresses her lower clothes. 

That night, despite being under the influence of drugs, Lana manages to get ahold of Isyana.