The Story Behind the Curtain
The Failed Strategies

Rania and Dewi clutch each other's fingers.

"When did Mommy come? I didn't hear the door open" he said nervously.

"Must. You guys are too busy gossiping so don't realize my arrival," replied Zulaika casually, "where my grandson, Wi" she asked with sparkling eyes.

Lah ... Why else is this person? Ogah was invited here, now he nanyain his grandson. Is he really possessed? inner Goddess with eyes that stared curiously.

"Goddess!" snapped slowly Zulaika, "you are, asked instead of answering even the rich people kesambet," protested Zulaika annoyed.

You're the one who missed me, not me! Wonderful, rich people macem they like plinplan, said Dewi in the heart and a second later Dewi smiled wryly hearing the complaints of the sister-in-law.

"Sorry Mother! I was thinking about my new shoe store, "let the Goddess lie to Zulaika.

"What's wrong with your store? Not that you said the production was smooth," asked Zulaika softly.

"That's .. two more employees of the Goddess are on leave, so the making is a little stalled." Maybe Dewi was lying, but this time he said honestly, It's true that two employees are on leave because of urgent business.

"Who's mom is here?" Rania looked at her mother's face with a sad look.

"Sama Galang's. I told her to buy milk for your niece" Zulaika said with a laugh.

"Mas Rafan is also out to buy milk," said Rania with raised eyebrows.

"O Allah, but yes let your nephew have a large stock of milk."

Rania smiled wryly at her mother's words. Surprised, Rania was astonished to see her mother's attitude change. This morning she did not want to look at Erli's face, but this time she instead asked the baby who had just been born from the womb of her sister-in-law.

"You what Rania ... would accompany me, see the granddaughter I've been craving for so long?" Zulaika smiled widely.

Rania and Dewi threw gazes at each other, they were confused to answer and do what. Two hours ago Zulaika refused the invitation of the Goddess to accompany Marlita, now she came to say coveting her granddaughter a long time ago.

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An hour before Zulaika came to the hospital, Galang who had just entered the house found Marlita mixing Zulaika tea with flower water that she took from her tote bag.

"So, honorable humans like you can do dirty things like this!" cibir Galang grinned.

Marlita was surprised to hear Galang's voice. "I-this is not what you think, Lang," Marlita refuted in a quivering voice.

"Then ... How is the reality? Do you want to add artificial sweeteners from herbalists? Or you want to add poison to my mother's drink!" hardiknya with bulging eyes.

The desperate Marlita could do nothing and she also could not think of a way out, either, in the heart of the girl with narrow eyes was berating her who was not careful to see the state of Rafan's house so that her efforts caught Galang.

"Lang, I beg you not to tell Rafan or your mother. I promise I won't repeat this again" said Marlita with her hands clenched in front of Galang—the oldest child in the house.

"Hmm, good times your life!" Galang clucked with a tightened jaw.

"What is the purpose of this lasain? Say it!" bentak Galang's.

The sound of Galang's cry made Zulaika come out to him in the living room.

The look of worry was clearly imprinted on Marlita's face, the girl moved uneasily.

"Why are you quiet?" decit Zulaika frowned, "what are you about a future mother-in-law, huh?"

Zulaika's question makes Galang pull the corner of his lips, Zulaika's eldest son now knows Marlita's motive to use mystical things to influence his mother.

"There's nothing, Mom. We're just having a little fun, aren't we Lit?" cetus Galang raised both eyebrows.

The nervous Marlita replied in a stammered voice, "I-iya Tan. We were playing the game."

Galang moved his feet towards Marlita with an evil smile that frightened the girl.

"Follow what I say! If not ...." The threat of Galang hanging added to the anger in Marlita's heart.

The girl who was called the future ghost by Zulaika gave a small nod after Galang whispered in her ear.

"Hurry out of this house! Wait for me at the front garden!" he nodded with a tightened face.

"Tante, Lita can relax in the front garden?" marlita was tinged with a faint smile.

"Of course you can, honey. You want to relax anywhere you can, auntie won't forbid." Zulaika invited the girl.

Slowly Marlita came out with a racing heart. Fear and worry enveloped his heart and again the stoning gaze of Galang seemed to turn the humorous figure of Galang into an angel of death who was prepared to kill him at any time.

"Lang, g-gue please don't do anything to hurt me!" Marlita pleaded with a clear face.

"Hmm" Galang muttered to see Marlita's fake face.

The girl still lowered her head, the fear that spread throughout her heart and mind making her body slightly limp.

"Gue ain't like lo!" hina Galang pointed at Marlita's face, "what do you think this will make Rafan divorce Erli!" Galang showed his smirk.

"This one is because of my love for Rafan!" marlita said, "my fault where is Lang? I love your sister very much. And ... Why do you all always demean me? All this time, I have never hurt or done anything wrong in your family. Tell me where my mistake is, Lang!"

Marlita's tears fell and her baby wet her cheeks. Honestly Galang pity to see Marlita who is always ignored. However, he was also infuriated by Marlita's actions tonight. He did not expect a highly educated person to be able to use mystical things in order to achieve his wishes.

"Mending you get out of front of me!" throw Galang out without seeing the girl's face, "quick go!" snapped Galang with a rising voice.

Marlita sobbed towards her parked car in front of Zulaika's house, before she got into the car at a glance she saw Galang still standing in his place.

"Gue won't give up so easily, maybe this time I failed. However, next time I'll make sure your brother will kneel before me!" said Marlita while rubbing her face rough.

Marlita's luxury car drove out of the residential complex, until she reached the end of the complex hand grabbed her phone in a maroon-colored tote bag.

The waiting tone of the phone call sounded loud. Once, twice and finally the phone call got an answer.

"Everything's destroyed. Take the next action that doesn't involve me!" snapped Marlita and she cut off the phone unilaterally.

"Argh ... motherfucker!" Hit the steering wheel repeatedly.