The Second Angel of My Husband
Chapter 29

Circumstances instantly calm, Mayang disappeared behind the door of his room. Akhsan and Ranti are busy treating Shamil's face. Zella does not care about the situation, she looks for Tifa who is fun playing with Fiqri in the backyard. The two children looked engrossed, they did not know the muddle that occurred inside the house.

"Dear, let's go home." Zella gives her hand to Tifa.

Tifa looked at her mother's hand, to be honest she was heavy if she had to go home, she liked playing with Fiqri. "Lho, is Grandma healthy?"

"Alhamdulillah, Grandma can already say, that's Grandma Indri come to pick us up." Zella rubbed her daughter's head.

"Yeah ... the house is quiet again, I like aunt Zella here, besides there is Tifa who is my playmate, aunt Zella also cooks delicious, and, I'm so it's not that. Auntie left, take care and accompany me must be just Grandma," grumbled Fiqri.

"Can play with Tifa after school while waiting for an invitation. Don't be sad, if there's also lunch from school."

"But I like the food from auntie, even though there is food prepared at school."

"If aunty is not busy, God willing, aunt Zella titip same Tifa yes." Zella tries to cheer Fiqri up.

With a heavy heart Fiqri helped usher in the departure of Tifa and Zella. Upon reaching the living room, the two children looked at the foreign woman sitting flanked by Akhsan and Ranti.

"Who is ma?" ask Fiqri.

"She's her guest Mama Fiqri and Tifa's co-worker" Zella said. He did not want his son's mind to be disturbed by things that Tifa did not understand.

"Tantenya why? How bloody?" Tifa looked at Shamil's face.

"Tante got a claw and got hit by an angel, because he was naughty" said Zella.

"Luckily just naughty, if it lies, the tongue tantenya cut the same angel. So be a good person, aunty, let be dear to God, if God loves us, angels are also good to us," said Tifa addressed to Shamil.

"Hey pretty, when are we going? Om sudan tired of standing up," cut Alvin.

"Yes now." Tifa innocently walked towards Akhsan and crucified his father. Somehow the little boy passed Shamil, he immediately salim at Ranti.

"Aunty doesn't salim?" Shamil extended his hand.

"Auntie apologizes first to God, got hit by an angel must have made aunty wrong. Tifa was afraid of the one who dared make God angry." The little boy immediately ran towards Zella and pulled Zella to get out of there.

"The child and the mother are both beautiful!" gerutu Ranti's.

"Have you ever hated Zella? He is good" said Shamil.

"I don't know, I just hate women who are like birds, waiting to be fed from those who make a living. He is healthy! You can work too!"

"Mom hates aunt Zella?" sela Fiqri's.

"Little children do not interfere in the affairs of adults! You play or learn!" drive Ranti.

"If it wasn't for Aunt Zella's advice, so that I would understand my mother, and still respect my mother, I would have hated my mother for a long time! My mom just works and there's never time for me!" Fiqri.

Just as she was about to turn towards her room, she saw her Grandmother come out of the room pulling a large suitcase.

"Where are you going?" ask Fiqri.

"Grandmother wants to go back to Grandma's hometown. Grandma felt like she had no place here."

"What's? You want to go home?" Ranti was shocked to hear that.

"What's mom doing here? Don't you hate a woman who only fucks? You need to remember Ranti, the woman who gave birth to you from the beginning of marriage until your father died, I just looked up to him. You hate me, why am I here?"

"That's your business!" Mayang walked closer to Fiqri, hugging his grandson, Mayang put his face on the side of Fiqri's ear. "Sorry Grandma yes, if Fiqri is not strong here, Fiqri phone Papa, ask papa to pick up Fiqri." he whispered. With a heavy heart Mayang left the grandchild that he had been guarding.

No one can work long for Ranti, even her husband is not able to continue their household. People who work for Ranti sometimes not until one month the person's permission to stop, sometimes just disappear, even though the main task is to keep Fiqri. But Ranti's bad nature makes people unable to survive. Until finally Mayang again who must take care of Fiqri. Mayang pulled his suitcase and left the house.

"Hold your mother, ba." Shamil asked.

"That's mom's decision, let me just do it."

"We should just part ways, too big a shock that happens because of our relationship" Shamil said.

"No, I'm happy with you. I don't want to know anything else, it's their business! Akhsan.

"You guys focus on your happiness, when Zella sues for divorce, make it easy, if the official divorce papers come out, you can get an official marriage."

"Taking care of the divorce takes Ran time," said Akhsan.

"Just wait, as long as there are no demands for property and living, everything goes smoothly. At most the woman asks for Tifa's custody, just let Tifa take care of her. You are young, you can have your own children. Tifa is not the same you, it's better, you can honeymoon longer." Ranti blinked her eyes at Shamil.

Fiqri is increasingly upset about this situation, although he does not understand what divorce is, but what he understands is that his father and mother are not together anymore. Fiqri stared intently at Shamil, one more thing he understood, this mess was because of the woman sitting between her mother, and her uncle. Fiqri was angry, he ran towards his room and slammed the door so hard.

***

Since leaving Akhsan's house, Zella kept silent. His eyes stared at the road they were going through. Only Tifa's voice graced their journey.

"Now, what do you want to take, Zell?" ask Indri.

"From the beginning I wanted to let go of Akhsan, I was silent because of my mother's request. Mama can see firsthand, there's no reason for me to stay in this marriage. Mama heard it all herself, didn't she?" Zella tried to stay strong. "Western in a movie, I'm just a character that no ma needed. Why am I playing a role there?"

"When you register-" Indri declares divorce, but he is unable to utter the word, because there is Tifa.

"Tomorrow ma, if Sunday's religious court opens, yes now."

"Emm! Ummm!" Alvin deliberately cleared his throat.

"What are you talking about?" Indri really understands that his employer wants to open his voice.

"If you want an easy divorce process, then do not ask for anything, do not ask for a living what is the name I forget, continue not to ask for possessions. If it's just a divorce and give a clear reason, everything will go fast."

"Who's divorced? Is it the same mom?" tifa Sela.

Indri tried to refrain from mentioning divorce, but Alvin instead called it. Indri showed his frustration to Alvin.

Tifa looked at the adult, not a single one answering her question. "Don't you have been divorced for a long time, huh?"

"Don't Tifa talk like that?" ask Indri.

"Said Sister Iqbal, the divorce was both our parents are not home, like Iqbal. Brother Iqbal said, his mother only looked at him for a moment. Just like mom and dad. Abah's only been there a little while at home and gone."

Zella looked at her daughter. Where some parents are confused to take the path of separation because of the mental thought of the child if divorced. But Tifa? He seems ordinary in this situation.

"I'd rather not be at home, if you're at home, you like to be angry is not clear with mom."

"Oh my goodness, Zell, are you still the target of your husband's emotions?" alvin Sela.

"I'm a fool, so I'm silent. I think he's so depressed at work and stressed. It turned out to be depressed because of my existence."