
Rayya checked the contents of his wallet and m-banking. In recent months, Reza has been giving out shopping money that has always been cut. Making Rayya must take his savings to be able to meet the needs of the family.
Rayya let out a heavy sigh after knowing how much nominal money was left. If this is how it feels he wants to go back to work but has to say what to his parents.
Rayya changes clothes and immediately grabs the bag to go to the supermarket. Inevitably, he used his own money rather than being unable to cook at all.
"Where are you going? Husband goes to run around," Hanum's mother quipped.
"I'm going to go shopping, ma'am, the fridge is almost gone. Should I get some soap, too, or do you want to come with me to the supermarket?" tanya Rayya offers the mother-in-law to participate.
"No, I have a schedule today. If you shop, don't darken your eyes! You all buy your own money. Remember Reza is tired of working to meet your needs!" he said with a high tone.
Rayya just silently nodded her head, if her mother-in-law knew if her son was so calculating. Is it still being defended?
"Yes ma'am, Rayya's leaving first." Rayya grabs her mother-in-law's hand but is soon brushed aside by her.
"Drink that herbal medicine just left! Forget it later, when do I have a granddaughter like this. Just so you know yes, rich and have a handsome husband is not enough if you do not have children. Husband coming home from work tired, look at the face of the wife who is so, boring!"
Rayya did not respond to the words of Mother-in-law who became increasingly. If he answers it will be more and more unbecoming. As if Rayya was immune to hearing innuendos from him.
Rayya's eyes firmly closed, holding a bitter taste at the base of the tongue. A sweat began to appear on his forehead with his hands continuously squeezing his nose.
Rayya breathed a sigh of relief after being able to drink up the herbs given by Mother Hanum. There was a surge of power from inside the stomach that wanted to explode but as much as possible Rayya held it back.
"Well smart spent, later tonight don't forget you and Reza tried yes. Satisfy Reza so that the seeds are planted well."
Rayya nodded her head with a blushing face. Always after drinking herbal medicine, the mother-in-law said so. And without that, Reza almost every night asking for rations.
Rayya immediately left by driving her favorite car. He decided to shop at a nearby supermarket. Buy all the house needs and go home as soon as the trolley is almost full.
Arriving home, Rayya tidied up all the groceries properly and separated his personal items that he bought to bring into the room.
"You bought a pad?" asked Mother Hanum who was neat to leave Arisan.
Rayya flinched with the question, she immediately grabbed the pillow-like item that was already finished in the room.
"Oh... I...This is Ma'am, just in case Mom but Rayya please don't go to _"
"All excuses! That means it's just you who have no intention! This month you have not come this month but have been careful to buy soan. You useless son-in-law!" sewot Mother Hanum then immediately left from there with a fed up face.
Rayya stared at the sanitary napkin he was holding, confused by the attitude of the in-laws who sometimes have a different mind path.
In the afternoon, after cooking for dinner and cleaning the house. Rayya is no longer out of the room until late at night and Reza is home. The woman curled up on the bed with pain in her stomach with a pale face.
"Why you?" reza asked with a frown after entering the room. There was no welcome but it was the groaning that he got.
"Duh Mas, it hurts my stomach so much" Rayya complained with a curled up body.
As if understanding, Reza took a rough breath and ruffled her hair with a frustrated face. He loosened the tie with a look full of disappointment.
"Free every day you wear if the edges come the moon. I feel like there is no hope for you! Maybe I should have married again to have children, because with you it was just wishful thinking!"
Both of Rayya's eyes fiddled to hear the words from her husband. Slowly he tried to get up and get out of bed. Rayya's eyes were no less disappointed. The words of the husband are like breaking a heart that has been broken and now become a dust fragment.
"Married again? What is the guarantee that by remarrying you will have a child from another woman's womb, Mas? You think I want to be like this while everything that the doctor and your mother recommended I've run well. Now I ask, where are you doing? Your effort is only in bed but you yourself do not know whether you are healthy or you are..."
PLAQUES
Rayya's loud slap felt until her body fell to the floor. Not only that, Reza was so disappointed and did not accept that he pulled Rayya's hair until the woman's head was turned up.
"How dare you say I'm barren? I told you I'm healthy and the problem is you! Don't throw stones hide Rayya's hand. You think I don't know if your father died from HIV. I know your family's scandal! And maybe it's karma from your real father's crime on Mamah Ceri who was pregnant with you!"
"Don't bring my parents this trouble, Mom! They had nothing to do because I was wrong. I chose the wrong husband like you!" juttya who has lost her patience.
"What did you say? Choosing the wrong husband? It is precisely I who should say that, I chose the wrong wife. You are only beautiful on the outside but not good at making your husband happy. You useless woman!" jolt Reza by releasing the grip of his hand violently until a few strands of Rayya's hair fell on the floor.
"You're bad, Mum! you have changed now! Hix... Hicks..."
"I wouldn't be like this, if it wasn't you. Don't blame me if after this I'm looking for a new wife!" threaten Reza's.
"Then divorce me, Mom! I'm not going to honey!" Rayya obviously did not accept. He would rather be widowed than continue to be hurt and cheated on.
"What's? Divorce?" Reza smiled in anguish. He is not stupid, Rayya is rich and he can now live a luxurious life. Then it is impossible to just release the gold diamond. "I will not divorce you, even if you cry blood. Dear, accept the fact that you are barren."
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Hay don't forget to leave traces of you guys yes, so that I get more excited. Who wants to know the story of Rayya's parents, can be read "Don't Blame Your Husband Loves Me" and "Married a Widow."
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