The Passion of the Actor
Chapter 44's

"Lan, wake up. wake up Lani." Dika who was well dressed, preparing to leave for the office, shook the body of Lani who was still sleeping soundly. The sun was already high, it was almost nine in the morning.

Dika is used to leaving for the office not being escorted by his wife to the front of the fence of the house like Raya used to do. Lani will sleep soundly regardless of what breakfast has not been before leaving, even Dika's clothes are prepared themselves.

"Lani's... Lani.. I said, wake up!" Dika's voice tone was getting higher. So upset by doing his wife.

"What the hell, Mas. Just disturb my sleep!" Lani squirmed, brushed off Dika's hand and re-hugged the roll.

"I said wake up!" Dika has run out of patience. He was also late for the office. Angrily Dika helped Lani sit down so that she could clearly listen to her husband's words.

"What the hell is it, Mom? just interrupt!" Lani confirmed her hair, pulling the hair that framed her face behind her ears, though her eyes were still closed as she was still sleepy.

"Where's the money for mom's treatment?"

Lani's eyeballs widened, opening perfectly. Last night he came home late, all day having fun with Meyra and her new friends to forget to prepare a drama to answer this one.

"Where's Lani's money? I'm late for the office, you guys take me for medication. You have to control and also wash your blood today" said Dika almost out of patience.

"Mmm. that... Mas, the money is gone," answered Lani lazily thinking of another reason. Let him be scolded, the important thing is that he can join his model friends.

Let me be scolded, most Mas Dika angry undaunted, most if ntar ngangkang also forgiven him. Mana hold the hell he's just as shaky as me...

"What did you say, gone? don't joke, Lan. Where's money?"

"Really, Mas. Missing. I also don't know, I put it in my handbag, maybe it's creambath at the salon yesterday, salon employees or customers who took it from the bag. I was in shock at the time, too."

"You're crazy, why did your mother's medical money take you away? I told you to keep it in the closet, before I deposit the rest in part into the account. That's a lot of money, Lan. So easily you say you're missing?!" Snapping Dika getting angry. He had no idea what to do with his wife.

"I'm sorry, Mom. I know I was wrong. Next time, I won't do it again" said Lani, getting out of bed and hugging Dika. One of the tricks that he considered accurate to melt Dika's anger.

It may have worked, but not this time. Fed up with Lani's behavior, Dika threw the girl's body into the bed. "I'm tired of you! This is your last chance to change if you still want to stay with me, if you can't change your character, I'll divorce you!"

Dika threw the door open violently. Lani's face was pale. He must have heard wrong. Dika who was so tame all this time had dared to open his mouth scolding him, even threatening to divorce him.

"What say? divorce me?" his sizzle after returning from his shock. "Son, Dika can't divorce me. I don't want to be poor anymore. But if I don't have money, Meyra, Bunga, Gisel, and Luna won't be friends with me. I should what? where to find money?" lani is upset.

The ringing of his phone stopped his monologue. Call from Gisel. Hurriedly he set his breath and also cleared his throat.

"Yes, Cell?"

"Mmm. yes. Uh, Cells. Somebody wants me to talk to you."

"Udah, come here first, let's obrolin."

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"Would you like two weeks here, not back to Jakarta, Ray?" tanya Bu Wati, a neighbor beside his house, who ran over to the fence of the house when he saw the woman had just returned from the market.

"Oh yes, Mom. Still feel at home here. Ngurus father," said Raya short. "Excuse me, Mom."

"Eeeh. Isn't your husband angry that you've lived so long? later taken people, oh," he continued mocking. Raya knew, this pleasantry was just to humiliate her. The people in his village are famous. So happy to take care of other people's lives. Want to return saying goodbye, without answering the question of Bu Wati, a woman who was at the house of Bu Wati also approached.

"Yes, Bu Wati does not know the latest news. Where maybe she was scolded by her husband, Wong already has no husband, aka divorced alias already widowed," said Munaroh with a loud voice followed by laughter mocking the two people.

One of their other friends came over. "Perhaps after two years, Dika only realized, if he had wrongly married the former pela*cur." This time Markonah spoke up.

Raya's eyes were hot, wanting to cry, but she was held back. He did not want to show his weakness in front of these morally-defunct mothers!

"Partially, you yourself are wrong, already lucky, married Dika, the son of Bu Titin and Mr. Bejo, the owner of the dam, even a lot of behavior, yes divorced," continued Bu Wati.

Raya raised her face, looking one by one the face of the woman with the lulas tongue. "It seems that all mothers get a lot of untrue news. My advice is yes, Mom. Sorry before, you should comment about people's lives, we should introspect ourselves first, whether we are right, whether our children are right, what we have done, what we have perfect life. I am indeed divorced with Mas Dika, but not divorced because I am not as good as the opinion of the mother, I asked for a divorce, because it holds its own principles. And please.please, withdraw your words, which say I pela*cur, or I will report you on false accusations and unpleasant actions!" said Raya firmly, staring intently at them.

His pride should no longer be trampled on by anyone. He will fight anyone who tries to hurt him. Raya stepped in after closing the fence back.

"Oh, that's it, ma'am. He said he'd report us to the police. I don't want to follow you anymore. I was afraid," Markonah said looking at Wati, because this attack was initiated by him.

"Well, I wash my hands. He said bravely, now bullied just like that mother has retreated," said Wati glanced annoyed at Markonah.

"Yes, I also do not want to follow anymore about living Raya. I'm penitent. What if he does my widowed son he once did? ah, I want to go back, go home to cook," said Munaroh left Wati just like that.

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