The Story Behind the Curtain
Debates

Sontak Erli is surprised to see Rafan's behavior, during four months of being Rafan's legal wife. Never once has Rafa said rudely, for some reason tonight he was so angry.

With sobs Erli asked, “A-what because I have been pregnant with someone else's child? So you won't touch me.”

“No,” sahut Rafan fast.

Erli brushed his wet face and asked again, “Lantas, what is your reason?” continue Erli as you like, “answer Mas, do not be silent!”

Instead of answering, Rafan instead left Erli to the dressing room, Erli followed Rafan quickly.

“Why are you quiet, Mom? Answer my question just now! I don't want to be a barrier to your happiness. If you have another woman you love, just say it!” urged Erli.

“No need for me to answer your silly question,” said Rafan casually.

“Kony?” Erli repeated the words of her husband, “this is not a silly question! I want you to be honest. If you are no longer interested in me, let me go and let me live alone away from your sight,” pinta Erli is quite firm.

Netra Rafan glared as he looked at his wife, looking anger on Rafan's face. However, the man did not answer Erli's words and again Rafan avoided the wife. Her husband's behavior further infuriated Erli, with a fierce anger Erli slammed the vase on the nightstand.

The sound of vase shards echoing in the room and Rafan's patience is further eroded seeing Erli's arrogant attitude.

“Erli ..!” screeched Rafan with glaring eyes.

“What? Wanna hit me? please!” challenge Erli by leaning his body forward.

“That's enough! Don't make my patience run out.”

The room that has been neatly arranged now looks like a broken ship. The atmosphere was gripping, Erli who could not stand the coldness of Rafan these days decided to leave the Zulaika residence.

The pregnant woman turned into the changing room and was very deft Erli took out all her clothes and stuffed them into the suitcase. Out there Rafan put out all the candles and cleaned all the flowers scattered on the bed, when Rafan poured all the flowers in the trash can he saw that his wife was already wearing full clothes and carrying a large suitcase.

“Where are you going these nights?” rafan asked with narrowed eyes.

“Return,” sahut Brief Erli.

Rafan seizes Erli's suitcase violently and is pushed in any direction.

“I forbid your feet from this room!” rafan said with great emphasis.

“For what did you forbid me? Don't hang me like this!” Erli turned his gaze away.

“This is all for our good.” Speech softens.

Erli stepped forward grabbing her suitcase lying next to the dressing table.

"What kindness? Oh, maybe you mean this fetus that's in my stomach. I never forced you to marry me and acknowledge this child as your son." Erli pulled his suitcase, Rafan's right hand raised as if preparing to hit his wife. Erli gasped at the action of her husband.

“Let that suitcase back!” Breathing heavily after speaking.

“Let me go! I don't want to be a burden on your life, it's enough that I'm a bitch in this house,” Erli said sobbing.

“I don't feel burdened, please listen to my explanation!” rayu Rafan gently.

“Erli listen to me first!” The sound of Rafan's clap echoed and it made everyone wake up.

How they were not surprised by Rafan's thunderous voice in the room, the article is now past midnight. Immediately Zulaika came out of the room and rushed towards his favorite boy's room. On the side of the stairs looks Galang who was sitting leaning his body, slowly the middle-aged lung woman knocked on the door of Rafan's room without asking his eldest son.

“Nak, open the door!” pinta Zulaika was still knocking on the door.

Rafan walked over to his mother who was still standing at the door, “Please Mom sleep again, please forgive Rafan for making a fuss!”

Zulaika stared in wonder at his son, “Erli is fine is not?” Zulaika tried to peek in between his questions.

“Yes, he's in good shape, Mom!” rafan assured his mother.

“Then why are you screaming at midnight like this?” zulaika's forehead shriveled.

“Please don't interfere, Mom! Let us handle this without anyone interfering,” pinta Rafan while closing the door.

Zulaika was amazed by his son's attitude, so far his second child had never ignored any questions that came from his lips.

Oh my God, what happened to my son? Give them the best way out, O Allah. Zulaika's prayer in his heart.

Rania who suddenly appeared immediately asked a question, “Mas the same Mbak why Bu?”

“Let them talk. We better not interfere,” Zulaika leads her daughter to her room.

“T-but Mom, it looks like they got into a fight.” Rania's index finger was pointing towards Rafan and Erli's room.

Zulaika looked at my daughter speechlessly, Rania who was still anxious could only follow her mother who forbade her to interfere with her sister's family matters.

“Quick sleep! And don't do anything that angers me!” threaten Rafan with a deep voice.

“Only I should follow your orders and requests. You how as a husband, do you think about my wishes?” erli said with continued eye contact focused towards her husband.

“Keep babbling till your mouth is foamy,”

“Rania, Mother please Erli! Open this door! Erli wants out, it's too stuffy here and Erli is hard to breathe.” The woman was still busy banging on the door of the room, occasionally she glanced at her husband who was still sitting watching her with very sharp eyes.

Out there Galang was still sitting staring at the door of his sister's room, but he did nothing. Not because he was afraid just that he maintained the privacy of all family members who live in this house, Galang Zulaika's eldest son has always been a role model of his two younger siblings regardless of his attitude that likes to change girlfriends.

Both his sister and Zulaika also consider it to be the usual behavior of Galang, Zulaika is a firm mother figure. However, if one of his children could not be counseled once three times, he would let his child develop on his own and would give up his responsibilities.

Not afraid of the child, it's just that Zulaika is more observing the behavior and behavior of his children from a distance. Of the three children, only Galang is difficult to manage.

Galang approached at the door and he knocked on the door with three beats and the tone of the knock was different, it made Erli confused once in a while he looked at Rafan.

"I'm sure it's you, Mom. Please help Erli get out of this room!" pekik Erli as hard as he could.

“You are indeed an unruly wife.” Rafan pulled his wife's hand gently and pushed Erli's body into the bed.