The Revenge of an Insulted Wife
Call streak

In the morning, Halwa was awake, it was Halwa's habit to wake up at three in the morning, perform tahajud prayers and spend time reading the Quran until I looked at the morning prayer, heard, the routine that has always been Halwa lakoni in recent years, since so many bumps in the burden of his life, when Halwa continues to reflect and spend time just to cry and mourn his fate, he said, it all felt heavy and increasingly difficult, somehow at first, Halwa with the intention and belief to change her mindset, closer to the owner of life, since then, ease of ease always Halwa get, and, until Halwa continues to believe if the promise of Allah is certain.

after completing his two-year obligation, Halwa intends to prepare breakfast, because yesterday the aunt who works at home in the village permits home.

" well, what are you doing again?" bela suddenly appeared and immediately sniffed the smell of smoke from Halwa's cuisine.

" this only makes chicken tongseng same Cha mustard, because right open the refrigerator there are only chicken ingredients just like mustard, so I cook this, how do you do it?" Halwa answered her best friend's question while continuing to focus on vegetables on the stove and stirring it slowly.

" i was anything doyan, from Mateng aja wa."

" yes, you can't cook anyway, can you?. Halwa throws prank towards her best friend and is met with a whimper by bela.

" this I have to help what wa, like it's almost finished, let me wash the dirty furniture later yes, break even.you who cook, I'm the beberes."

" okay, sip". Halwa held her two thumbs up while glancing at Bella and was greeted with a crisp laugh by Bella.

the food was all over the table, Halwa, Bella, and Hasna were enjoying in silence, there was no conversation until all the food on the toilet plate was left.

" Bell, what time will you go to Ida's house? and you're enlisting Hasna today?."

" at nine o'clock I leave for Ida's mba house, then we'll go to the fabric store first, want to see for kebaya dress pesenan in the boutique, please, just later to meet his brother mba Ida make a listin Hasna and bring his friendship, you are ready right?"

" ooh okay, I've prepared everything from last night, just ask for a letter from Hasna school."

" yasudah, I believe everything is the same as you, and say the same mba Ida thanks from me yes, today I also want to shop for the needs of the store, but rather unfortunate, want to put the writing first."

" okay then, let Hasna go to school just like me, all I want to go to the copy place, Hasna want it?"

" yes Aunt, Hasna anyway follow what mother also said Aunt."

Hasna and Bella have left and now Halwa is alone at home, after a few pages, Halwa put dirty clothes in the washing machine, while waiting for Halwa to choose to continue writing on her laptop, and then she will continue writing on her laptop, this time Halwa is writing about the story of a little girl who is still in Elementary School but has known free life until at a young age she was pregnant without knowing who the father of the fetus in the womb, the story goes Mother Don't Push Me To Hell, a story that is quite emotionally draining and tearful, many comments of lyrical comments from netizens and not a few who commented sympathy to the figure of Yani who became the main character in the story of Mother Do Not Push Me To Hell and all that makes Halwa more excited to continue her story.

when I was busy typing arrived the phone that I put next to the laptop reads, the name of Yudha called, what else the man called me, it felt my mood immediately turned bad, did not want to get dizzy, did not want to get dizzy, choose to ignore the call of the mas Yudha up to four times the missed call from him.

finally he gave up too, no longer repeating the call but it seems like the man did not want to give up, a few minutes later my phone rang which indicates there was a message coming from Yudha mas.

[why hasn't my phone been picked up?]

[i want to talk, I call, you have to pick it up, this is your husband's order]

ciiih, it seems like he has become a real husband, getting fed up with his arbitrary attitude, not intending to return the message, if he knows, if I no longer want to know about him, he said, when I put the phone back on the table, the call from Yudha mas came back in, again I chose to ignore it, let it be to save my heart from the pain, at most he would say rude, rude, already memorized.

until the fifth call of my new phone free from the sound that almost made my emotions explode, not to mention this annoyance disappeared, again Yudha mas sent a continuous message decorated with a crude swear, again, aaah it's better that I just turn it off, than to disturb my concentration of writing, safe and free from the annoyance of that arrogant man, stupidly very, very, sometimes behaving during the bodo period is the best choice when certain conditions for mental health.