The Neglected Wife
EPISODE 42 - PLEASE DON'T DESTROY OUR MEMORIES.
“Molning Daddy's... Molning Mommy..” greet Princess delivered her maid to the dining table.
Princess is already beautiful with two tied hair and a new school uniform.
“Morning blessings Daddy.., give daddy kiss dong!” answer Mr. Aksa.
The princess then approached her Daddy who had lowered his cheek. Princess gives kisses dear to Daddy looks it.
While the Mommy Princess tried to smile kindly with her sweet face. The princess approached and kissed Mommya's hand and hugged her.
“Mommy so cool!” daughter Ceplos because this morning her mother's hands were very cold.
Hearing the words of the Princess, Daddy Putri was stunned and then looked at his wife and then clasped his wife's hand.
“Are you okay?” ask Daddy Aksa for attention.
Madam Ara smiled gently.
“I am Ok... I'm new from the bathroom so cold!” replied Mommy Ara softly.
“I have a meeting today, we want to launch a new product. Maybe I'll be home late! If there is anything phone yes!” mr. Aksa said goodbye.
“Ya... I want to take Princess to school, after that, I want to chat with Miss Princess to her greenhouse? Can?” ask Mommy Ara for permission.
“Mommy wants to antal Putli and play to Aunt Bunga?” chirps Princess heard her Mommy. The princess is very happy.
Mommy nodded.
“Yes! If your Daddy allows it!”
“Daddy allow!” sahut Tuan Aksa.
“Yeeyy..!” replied the Princess cheering.
“Let's Daddy deliver, let's eat yuk. It will be late!”
“OK...!”
After breakfast, accompanied by the sisters who were guarding Mommy Ara, the three of them drove to the Paud Putri school.
Despite being sick and using a wheelchair, Mommy Ara today is eager to take the Princess. After setting the Princess they then headed to Isyana's greenhouse.
First Mommy Ara play to the greenhouse Isyana Mommy Ara lagsung likes. The place is not so broad, but very beautiful and clean.
The benches and furniture are of simple wood and create a natural atmosphere. Madam Ara likes that.
Isyana is also friendly and comfortable to tell stories. That's why Madam Ara wants to play again to kick her bike.
“Nona Daughter is there?” asked Mrs Ara when she arrived at the greenhouse but the one waiting was Tuti.
“Eh... Mommy and Daddy are Princesses. Please come in, Mr, Madam!” sapa Tuti's.
“Nona Daughter where ya?” ask Momy Ara the second time.
“Princess there is need to go to the city Mistress! Please sit down, want to buy flowers or?” tanya Tuti stamped.
“I want to spend time here, can you?” ask Mommy Ara.
Tuti nodded, allowing Mommy Ara to sit down. Tuti also took a drink for Lady Ara.
“Mommy is really fine here?” ask Mr. Aksa, please,
“Yes Pah, just working is okay! I'm the same Sister Tuti and Sister!” answer Momy Ara.
Mr. Aksa then decided to go to work.
Mommy Ara sits comfortably in Isyana's greenhouse looking at Isyana's flowers while listening to music and occasionally talking to Tuti, until it doesn't feel like daylight.
The nurse who was guarding Mommy Ara then called the driver to pick them up for Princess' school.
"I'll pick up Miss Princess first, Madam!" pamit sisters.
"Yes!" answer Momy Ara.
At the same time, Tutii who was a janitor also left Madam Ara.
Tuti needed his boss, so Mommy Ara was forced to be in Isyana's greenhouse alone.
At one time the customer came to buy one flower Isyana, fortunately under the pot already there he wrote.
Inevitably, Lady Ara helped sell the Isyana plant.
“Returned wait a minute ya!” mrs Ara.
"Yes Mom!"
With a very weak arc, Mommy Ara tried to get up from her wheelchair, walked to the table where Isyana kept the sales money and recorded the goods out along with the notes.
“Sorry Miss Princess I sassy!” inner Lady Ara opened the drawer.
Not much just some money 5 thousands and ten thousands are in the drawer. Lady Ara then took the change.
The customer saw Madam Ara was very pale and weak in pity. The customer also took the initiative to approach and take the change from the table so that Mrs Ara did not wake up.
“Thank you!”
“Sama-same!” replied Madam Ara.
Even though it only walked a few steps, it made Madam Ara feel dizzy, engap and reminiscent.
Finally Madame Ara intended to sit in Isyana's chair alone. Later if the sisters and Tuti come, then he asks to be transferred to a wheelchair again.
Long Lady Ara sat down at Isyana's desk, so that, although accidentally, Lady Ara found Isyana's little notebook.
As he was about to retrieve the book, some papers also escaped from Madam Ara's grip and fell down.
With trembling hands, Madam Ara tried to grab the paper and read.
“Religious Court? 15 May?” muttered Madam Ara was shocked to read the divorce papers.
When he put the paper in the drawer again, Nyony Ara's curiosity grew.
Finally Madame Ara opened a small notebook. Like diary books, but not diaries, more to books about future planning and some motivational words for Isyana herself. There were even some scribbles of Isyana's drawings.
Mrs Ara also became the wrong focus on several sheets of Isyana writing.
End college and move on? Or any other list of majors? Aaah is confused, my college leave is the last, the limit is only 4 semesters, but I have no money. That means I have to take another major from the beginning,
I have to go to college..
Madam Ara was stunned to read Isyana's writing even under the calculation of Isyana's college needs and the target of saving Isyana in each week, in order to be able to go to college again.
Madam Ara continued her curiosity soul by flipping the next sheet.
Grandma, I'm alone now. I miss grandma, Grandma. Grandma must be happy in heaven, right? Grandma don't be sad about me, Grandma.
Mas Lana hasn't changed Grandma. Lana prefers that woman.
Grannies.... Is it true that in this world there will be men who accompany Isyana and love Isyana? Why isn't Isyana's world as beautiful as the fairy tales my grandmother read to me?
Sometimes Isyana wants to give up.
But Isyana also wants to be happy Nek.
Isyana has tried to be what Mas Lana wants, Isyana has tried to be beautiful Nek.
Ishana had died to be a good wife, serving Mas Lana with Isyana Nek's heart. But Mas Lana remained rude and listened to the woman.
Forgive Isyana Nek...
“Tes..!”
Madam Ara shed her tears without her wanting, as she read Isyana's book. Lady Ara closed Isyana's book and put it in the drawer.
“Isyana Princess Anjani bint Atmadja! Hoh!” muttered Madam Ara thought.
Madam Ara also immediately wiped her tears so as not to be found out, she also closed Isyana's drawer neatly as usual. Tuti's voice came back.
“Sorry, I am old huh Bu?” ask Tuti.
“Ngak what-what. There was one buyer, I saw Mbk Tuti was busy so I served, the money I put on the table ya!” mrs Ara.
“Oh yes, Mistress. Thank you, sorry to bother!” answer Tuti sungkan.
Said the people around, Mrs Ara is a new person in the region and heard the conglomerate family, but Tuti does not know who really Mr. Aksa.
“If you may know, Miss Princess whose full name is it?” ask Mrs Ara to take information from Tuti.
“Isyana Princess Anjani!” reply Tuti.
Madam Ara nodded.
“If you may know again, he's going to town, where? How long? Alone gone?” ask Lady Ara again.
Tuti was silent thinking, confused about what to answer, afraid Isyana was angry that she had to divulge Isyana's personal to Madam Ara.
“Sorry, do not mean presumptuous, I was just weighing, should I go home or just wait here? I want to meet him!” continued Madam Ara saw Tuti speechless.
“Sorry Madam, maybe you should go home first, fear long!” replied Tuti expelling Lady Ara refinedly.
“Mbak Tuti kicked me out? Which city did it go to? Shopping or how?” nyoya asks Ara again to press Tuti for a story.
“Not so Mistress, but..!”
“I am here, the afternoon my husband came home, I want to be home, I still wait Miss Princess huh? It's okay, right?” ask Mrs Ara ngeyel.
Tuti also breathed his resignation, Tuti slightly smiled and scrunched his eyes while rubbing his nape.
Actually Tuti was very afraid of having to take care of Madam Ara. Isyana Ara was found unconscious and vomiting blood.
Even now Madam Ara looks very pale, her lips are red because they are covered in lisptik, her head looks once wearing a head covering must be originally bald, her eyelids are concave and blue.
To be honest, Tuti was willing to say, Madame Ara's face was a bit horrible. Even Madame Ara at the bottom was a hose, like a pee hose.
Finally Tuti was forced to tell a story, giving understanding so that Lady Ara just went home. Tuti is afraid of Madame Ara why.
“Sorry Madam, should you rest at home? Isyana is likely to be home late in the afternoon, Isyana goes to the Capital to take care of her divorce! Here will go back and forth customers, sorry, not good for your health Mistress!” tuti finally told.
Madam Ara smiled, she finally got valid information.
“Divorce? So Miss Princess is married and now divorced? Cassian once?” said Mrs Ara bosa stale.
“Then can you know? Who is Miss Princess' husband?” ask Mrs Ara finally the main purpose would ask this until also.
Tuti gulped his saliva, Tuti was promised not to be a bucket if Isyana was actually the daughter-in-law of a prominent person who was ignored and hidden.
“I don't know Madam!” reply Tuti.
“Hoooh, once Miss Princess, means she attended her divorce hearing alone?” ask Lady Ara again.
Tuti is silent, there is guilt in Tuti's heart as a friend does not accompany Isyana. But Tuti will have to work and help Isyana store remain open.
Isyana also did not want to trouble Tuti far to the capital, the cost is expensive. Especially if you have to face the ridicule of Mika. If Tuti is released, Tuti's bar nature comes out, danger.
“Iya, Mistress!” reply Tuti.
“Ya.. yes.. well then, after my driver and my son came here, I just went home. I'm here again tomorrow. Sorry yes!” mrs Ara.
“Iya Mistress!” reply Tuti.
They then kept quiet, listening to tranquilizing music while waiting for the Princess and her sisters.
Madam Ara looked up at the petals of the orchid that were swept by the gentle wind, swaying to show her beauty.
“Yes... May this be the answer of my prayer! I just wanted to give my best to my daughter and my husband,” Inner Lady Ara her eyes were glazed over again, but soon she was able to hold back from falling.
Lady Ara was most unwilling to make others pity her. Even Ms. Ara hid a lot from her husband and children.