The Shabby Wife You Ignore
Zafian's remorse

That afternoon, Zafian had to pay a nominal amount of one hundred million. After dealing with the cashier and have paid the total groceries, finally the two people of different types will soon return to Zafian's house.

Rihana is very happy to be bought by her future husband in the form of several wedding reception dresses that are expensive.

"Mas, have you been quiet since? It hurts again, right?" rihana asks Zafian who just got into the car to get home.

"Mas is tired. Don't be spoiled just the same." Zafian was lazy to say things that kept him quiet. He was frankly going to be opposed by Rihana. Since Rihana invites away, surely Zafian will spend a nominal amount of money. Little by little the tabungaan that he has been saving while working as a manager will be thinning. That makes Zafian dizzy.

A few minutes later, Zafian began to start the engine and immediately gasp to head home. For a fifteen-minute drive, they reached Zafian's house. They got out of the car and went into the house.

"Rihana, are you home?" widya asks Rihana who just came home with her son.

"Yes, Aunt. I bought this the same Mas Zafian. Good no, Auntie?" Rihana began to take out dresses wrapped in cardboard boxes and plastic bags with boutique logos that she bought with Zafian.

"Well, that's great. Try wearing it." Widya told her future daughter-in-law to wear the dress.

Then Rihana went to her room to Widya to wear a white wedding dress. After she finished wearing the dress, Rihana immediately came out of the room to display the appearance of her expensive dress to all the residents of the house.

"Beautiful to you, Rihana. Like the King's Daughter." Sinta brother Zafian praised the beauty of Rihana who looked shaky.

While Zafian just sat on the sofa without passion to see his future wife wear the beautiful dress. The one on his mind right now was Elizia. He remembered the graceful and simple Elizia. Not much demand asking for this and that. Very different with Rihana a little money has to come out.

Suddenly, Mr. Sujono appeared and said,

"So the daughter-in-law is not beautiful enough, but also must be smart to cook and clean the house. If the job is just sleeping and watching TV it's not a good son-in-law." Sujono gave advice to Rihana who was standing not far from him.

"This father was always cynical with Rihana. Once praised so that our future daughter-in-law is happy. Even though Rihana never does homework but 'is Rihana the son of the sultan, isn't Sin?" Widya even sewot against Sujono who advises Rihana who is spoiled.

Widya and Sinta are really julid and matre people. The only thing that is targeted is his treasure. Relying on titles and possessions as a benchmark for life.

"As for Mama, I just reminded you. If you're gonna regret it at the end, I don't want to know." Then Sujono shook his head and immediately continued his activities after a day of work.

"Mas, you kept quiet. Not as usual. Look at me dong, Mas. I'm not pretty?" Rihana showed her sweetest smile to Zafian so that he would praise her beauty.

"Beauty, really. It's just ...."

Zafian did not dare to continue his words for fear that Rihana would get angry.

"What is it, Mom? How come it's been broken? Or am I too fat or is my makeup too thick?" rihana asked chatty and just thought about her appearance without knowing if Zafian was dizzy thinking about the loss of so much because of the actions of women like Rihana.

"Well, will you rest first? Head Mas dizzy. You can be the same Mama what Sinta can accompany you." Without hearing Rihana's reply, Zafian immediately went to his room to let go of the rage. Zafian immediately slammed his body into his soft mattress and began to ponder.

'Oh my God, I have thrown away my ex-wife who is like a heavenly angel. I'm so sorry, ' murmured in Zafian's heart. Then she ruffled her hair in disappointment.

Unknowingly Zafian shed tears of disappointment and deep guilt. He has cast out his lawful wife who is like an angel of heaven. His body is weak and weak.

Geck, tok, tok!

Suddenly someone knocked on the door of Zafian's room. Before long, Zafian began to open the door. Widya carried a piece of paper containing digit numbers and said,

"Zafian, there's a guest from the single organ party asking for ten million and this is the note!" Widya presented a note containing the nominal that must be paid to order a single organ.

"Ma, who also ordered a single organ? Just a song like yesterday's will it be enough to accompany my wedding with Rihana?" Zafian did not feel like ordering a single group orchestra.

"It wasn't you who ordered. But Rihana and Mbak Sinta. They are embarrassed if the event is just simple. In order to be praised by people we have to enliven this event by ordering a single organ," Widya said with great enthusiasm because soon she will have a rich daughter-in-law.

"Ma, a lot of it? How's Zafian's money going?" zafian asked his mother worriedly.

"Zafian, you take it easy. Rihana's parents are rich so don't be afraid to run out of money." Widya calms Zafian whose heart is anxious if their money will be drained.

"But Zafian won't ask the same in-laws, Ma. Zafian also has pride. Zafian is also on leave," said Zafian in a cocky tone because his mother insisted on asking for money.

"So, you don't want to give money to that single organ group?" Widya raised her tone with her eyes bulging towards Zafian, a sign that her mother would be angry because she would not comply with her request.

"Okay, Zafian will give you ten million but if Zafian doesn't have any more money then Zafian will ask Mama for the money." Zafian asked his mother for a request while standing not far from his room.

"Just leave it to Mama. Mama who is giggling anyway," Widya replied with a smile sumringah.

Then Zafian walked to his desk drawer and took the key to open the lock. There Zafian kept the money he had collected. Then he took ten million and gave it to his mother.

"Darling, you are indeed the proud child of Mama."

Widya smiled sumringah and poked the delicate cheeks of the handsome-looking Zafian. Widya had succeeded in persuading her son to get money worth ten million rupiah and finally the money was given to a single organ group that billed the money.

"This, Ma'am, Mas. A sum of money for the cost of a single organ. Hope you guys prepare the show well for the show to run smoothly." Widya presented a brown envelope containing ten million dollars to the members of the single organ.

"Good, Mom. Yes we will prepare the event as well as possible," replied one of the round-faced male members of the group.

After earning ten million dollars, they immediately withdrew to go somewhere and prepare for the stage when the reception arrived. Widya with a sparkling face led them to the front porch.

Suddenly two mothers walk through the front of Widya's house while carrying a shopping basket.if in the morning they shop in the saung bu Tuti one of the members of Gengster whose house is not far from Widya's house.

"Jeng, from shopping huh?" greet Widya to the two mothers, one fat and the other thin.

"Yes, dong. We're diligent mothers. Heh, Widya, the wedding reception is still two days away, right? How come his future son-in-law has even lived all day in your house? Can't be Mom. If not already married, it is not halal to gather with your son who is a handsome manager but his behavior is like there is no adab!" Fat mothers satirize Widya's mother's children and her future son-in-law who crossed the line.

"Be quiet, you're julid's mothers! You're jealous, actually, if I'm going to have a rich daughter-in-law!" With arrogance Widya returned criticism from her neighbor's mother.