
It felt like upside down, not that Isyana slept awake from a dream that was pseudo then faced a beautiful reality, she said, but Isyana wakes up from a dream that feels real and then faces painful events that do not feel like a dream.
Sometimes Isyana gets confused, which is the dream and which is the reality.
In fact, the reality now is precisely the painful thing that Isyana thought a dream. It all went by so fast. Unexpected and passing away. But in reality, Isyana had already become a widow in a short time.
Because it's still late. Ishana took the time to pray, and calmed herself down.
At least he wanted to wash his still-sweet face and was swept away by tears. Isyana also wants to clean up, bathing in a place of worship at the end of the road is still in the housing complex of the billionaires near Lana's house.
Isyana who during marriage never once out of the house to socialize, the residents seem indifferent and do not recognize who Isyana is.
Isyana's sweet face, her tiny lips, nose not too sharp but cute and round eyes with natural lentic eyes, make her always look young. Isyana looks like an adult girl who is taking shelter in the place of worship.
No one thought, Isyana is a son-in-law of a high official in the country and a wife of a director of a large automotive company. Companies that even become contract employees become the dream and target of vocational high school graduate school children.
After getting freshness again, from the water that soaks his face and body. Isyana sat down and took a short break to calm her mind.
“Where are you going Neng?” ask the mothers of the baby who also worship at that place.
Isyana who had been daydreaming jerked and turned her head, Isyana then threw her sweet smile, but confused about what to answer?
“You to brother's place Bu!” answer Isyana's origin and lie.
“Oh... where is his brother?” ask the mother again.
“She's near here, pick up later! I just told him I'm here!” answer Isyana again.
“Oh that, means waiting for an invitation huh?”
“Iya!”
“Sorry yes, waiting outside yes, because the door wants to be locked, afraid of being misused!” said the mother told.
Isyana then nodded, and came out carrying her bag.
Isyana swallowed her bitter saliva. Even places of worship in the city that are supposed to be public are heavily guarded and not entirely for the public. Isyana was driven away like a vagrant.
Isyana then walked out and away from the place of worship, Isyana walked towards the bus stop.
Throughout her steps, Isyana smiled bitterly at herself.
Isyana no longer leaves tears over her misery, she instead wants to laugh at her story, laugh at the life that sometimes makes her not understand.
When dealing with Mika, Isyana's normal nerves are indeed lost and can talk anything. Although not rational that is important can reply to give lessons for Mika.
“I'm stupid to think Lana loves me already? Why do I feel so confident, his friendly attitude for the past few years has been a love affair? Is it really impossible for people to change in a short time? He's just lying, he just wants my body?” batin Isyana bitter.
“But what if I feel right he really loves me? Will he be hurt by this decision? Is he gonna be okay? Why am I thinking about it?”
“Ah no, all that is just my illusion and I am overconfident. If Mas Lana really loves me, why doesn't she listen to my explanation and look for the right evidence? Why didn't he give us a chance to make a gap for us to survive? How easy is it to make a decision?”
“Wait. If he doesn't love me? He shouldn't be angry, shouldn't I be having an affair? She looks so angry?”
“Securer? Conspiring? That guy? Why would I be accused of cheating on Adnan? Why can Mika take Adnan's path to slander me? I have to make sure of this and find out! So he's tailing me?Or how?”
“Ah, no... no... however the story goes? Mas Lana loves me or not, everything has happened, from the beginning I should not marry him right? Lana shouldn't be with me? This is the best way! Sure Isyana!”
Isyana sat pensively at a stop, kept monologuing in her heart, thinking about her problem.
Isyana did not understand why she was accused of cheating. Though clear and real, Lana was the one who cheated.
“Now I focus on my life. I can't go home to Mom? Whoa there I'll be insulted and blamed?” ishana's mind is better to think ahead, where to stay. Isyana is determined not to deal with her stepmother.
Isyana took her wallet, the money she had now was no more than a million. Good thing the lease yesterday is still up to a year ahead.
Although just yesterday say goodbye to Tuti and put the green house, it seems Isyana really has to put a thick face back to that place.
“Do I say goodbye and stories to Mama?” ishana suddenly remembered her in-laws.
“Hah... for what? Will I be counted complaining, not accepting and begging for mercy? Let Mas Lana tell Mama!” isyana decided.
“May you always be healthy, may Mika be able to take care of Mamah, let Mika will know how Mas Lana is!” inner Isyana sighed steadily unwilling to beg her Mamah's support.
If only they divorced in a good way, Isyana would say goodbye and say goodbye in a good way.
In fact, Isyana was cast out, divorced with insults. Isyana does not want to lower her pride anymore, Isyana must quickly leave.
Not long after the bus heading towards town B came. Isyana also grabbed her bag on the bus. Choose a seat behind the driver by the window.
“Hh...!” Ishana breathed a long breath, prayed in her heart and widened the corners of her lips.
“This is my new life, I not only run away and hide, but now I am free. I'll carve my own way of life!” batin Isyana grasped the handle of her bag.