The Revenge of an Insulted Wife
Plan

"Wash everything clean, and clean this kitchen until it is neat again. I don't want to know, like it or you don't like it, do it! never argue once, you should remember your position in this house is just a ride, inget numpang! Thank goodness I didn't kick you out." The hardness is sharp, if I do not remember him parents, I have beaten because his attitude has hurt this self-esteem.

'Okay, this time, I'll give up. But tomorrow I'll make sure I leave this house. There was nothing more I could defend, than just to torment my mind and my physique.'

After finishing cleaning the kitchen that is similar to a broken ship.  Want to immediately lay this body on the mattress. Letting go of tiredness from all day activities in the store. By the time I entered Hasna's room, the girl had fallen asleep with a book lying on her stomach, perhaps tired enough to fall asleep while studying.

Looking at her beautiful face Hasna is routine before going to bed for me, her face is very similar to Yudha mas, it feels very stifling, her innocent face is always able to make me unable to stem tears, there are always present fishermen. From childhood Hasna never got good treatment from her father, always snapped and rude attitude shown by mas Yudha to Hasna, whereas Hasna was her biological daughter, and the, there's blood running through that innocent kid's body. Whether what makes Yudha always be rude to us, as well as her mother and brother, they always behave like a master and I am her maid, pitiful. Never even considered the presence of Hasna in their lives.

"It's a shame your fate, son. Your own biological father never treated you well, but mother promises, will always take care and protect you, mother will fight for your future and happiness. All this time I have survived because I think about my son's heart, the fear of separation wounds that make him fall, but the presence or absence of Yudha mas in our lives, there is no difference at all. Because we're used to it without him, it's the inner and physical suffering that we'll continue to experience if we still survive in this already unhealthy household relationship."

Just wanted to close my eyes and stretch myself. The door is in the gedor from the outside, and it must be Yudha mas who came home from his mistress' house. If asked for reasons to work overtime, even though Yudha never once went overtime, I once asked this to one of his office friends.

"Well, just open the door for a long time, it's useless you're a wife." From his mouth he smelled the stinging smell of alcohol.

I just keep quiet, lazy to serve his chatter, there is sure he will play a hand, better I shut up to maintain the sanity of my soul.

Regardless of my whereabouts, Yudha went straight into our room, and without changing clothes she immediately laid her body on the bed, maybe she was exhausted from sharing the sweat with the woman, I used to be saddened by this situation, but now that feeling has been destroyed in my heart, there is even disgust every time I touch.

It has been almost two years since Yudha has never again given me an inner living, her attitude has become more and more violent, even when I decided to sleep in Hasna's room, Mas Yudha never questioned, it makes him more free to send messages with his love.

For too long I have harbored this pain, now it is time for me to rise up and show them that I can be happy and successful without them, although all this time I have never felt the money of living from Yudha mas.

I've decided to end it all as soon as possible, and tomorrow I should be able to leave this house, but how should I reason, aah I better think about it tomorrow, I better pack up from now and tomorrow morning let Bela pick up my stuff before dawn. The file for divorce was complete, just leave it to Aziz, let him take care of it. Bismillah make all my business easy, Robb, if this road is the best for us.

It's better now that I'm telling Bela, I hope she hasn't slept.

(Bel, have you slept yet? )(Send)

My message immediately tick blue, it means bela still not sleeping, Alhamdulillah...

{Not yet, what is wa?}

{You're good, right?}

{Ask what please? while I can help you I will help you

(I plan to leave this house tomorrow, I can no longer be here. You can help me, right? if tomorrow morning I wait for you in front of the alley to pick up my things to take to the store.)

{Are you really sure?}

(Very sure, sure as sure as I can be, I still want to be sane and healthy heart and soul.)

{Hahaha, why is your sane so late? you should have done this}

(Don't laugh, you guys don't have akhlaq.)

{Hahaaa, cie someone is angry niii yee, but it's really not? if a sane person would not be treated like a dairy cow so, this is. You last up to many years}

(Tau aah, has been cheating on her. Really want to help?)

{Yes, sensi is very much a person. I was there in the morning at what time?}

(Before dawn, when all are still asleep.)

{Okay, get ready to do the boss,hahaa.

Dah Sana sleeps, because tomorrow you will need a lot of energy to deal with strange people in that house}

(Yes, bawel very. Yashal thanks, yes.)

{Oke, relax aja times.}

I stopped replying to Bela. It's time to take a break to prepare for tomorrow, right Bella said. I need more energy to face them.