The Worship of Ex-Husband
Miscarrying

“Means next leave Ody what age?” The Word delivered Aundy into Salma's hands. At that time, Aundy was only sixty days old.

“Ya stay added.” Salma answered lazily, she was tired of living a life like this. Surely his heart was upset when the Word was about to return to the work site.

“Six months right?” The word says origin.

“Mas want to back off?” salma Protest. Aundy should have been five months old when the man was back.

The man shook his head. “There's you and Ody. Where can be far away? Not home!”

Salma snorted, in fact three months there, the man was at home. Even before returning home from this period, Sabda was in South Kalimantan for four months.

“I'm leaving! Believe me, do not believe what others say!” message the Word, while gently pulling Salma's nose.

“Can be another hour not, still want a hug!” lirih Salma, with a trembling voice, even her gaze was already blurry covered in tears.

“That's it's been waiting!”

Salma whined, as if she could not accept the Word leaving her. "Your client is here, Mas! we take care of Ody together."

The word chuckled, covering up his sadness. “Quickly, three months it was spit. Twice payday, third salary already at home.”

“I want to go there!” Salma Whine.

“Newly I am ready! It is not cheap to bring family there. There's time later.” Yes, Sabda was newly appointed as a permanent employee, at least give breathing time to collect money.

“Appointment?”

“Promise, My Amora ..” Sabda took off his embrace, alternating summarizing Salma's cheeks. “Good here yes! look after Ody, I'll always call you! If there is any phone, if until I do not answer, you can send via message.”

Salma nodded, willingly unwilling to have to let go of the Word to return to South Kalimantan. "Be careful, my friend! remember yes, three more months we have to meet."

"I didn't have to spend three months." Sabda left a man in the area of Salma's face, and lastly melu mat lip Salma as farewell.

After feeling satisfied the Word then went out of the room, approached the ojek who had been waiting for him. Her mother and father were leaving so she immediately darted away.

From behind the window of the room, because Aundy was still in the sling. Salma looked at the departure of the Word. Actually Sabda has got additional leave, at home to Semarang for 18 days. But for all that time, Salma was dissatisfied with the time the Word was at home.

A month after Sabda's departure to work, Salma felt a drastic change in her life. Not only physically tired, but her in-laws also seemed to be hostile to her. Either only Salma's feelings or it's true, but Salma feels she's just a maid in the house.

Madam Habibah is so selfish. No matter what serepot Salma takes care of Aundy she wants the homework done on time.

And more surprisingly, without Salma knowing it before, she was pregnant with a second child. Salma learned of her pregnancy at eight weeks old. When feeling severe nausea in the morning, even worse when pregnant Aundy.

Salma's body often runs out of energy, limp, want to lay on the bed. That is the trigger of anger mama Habibah, because the usual homework Salma never finished on time. Not to mention Aundy's fussy voice, his voice disturbed the woman's calmness.

Until one day, Salma gives up, she doesn't want anything bad to happen with the baby in her stomach. That day Salma decided to complain to the Word about her mother's attitude that began to change.

Salma told me this, his activities from morning to bedtime. But, the response of the Word is only ordinary, as if it does not care about the problems that occur at home.

Until finally, the news of the pregnancy whose intention was to be said when Salma returned to Semarang, had to be notified now. “Mas, I was pregnant ...” after that Salma sobbed. "I'm afraid something's going on with our son-in-law, Mas. Moreover, Ody still su su su su. I don't even have time to check. I—

“You sure, Sal?”

“Iya, Mas. I'm sick of it, and can't finish my homework, but mom already nagged me at length, rich train passing.”

“Kok can do it Darling?” ask Sabda.

“What do you mean? How could I get pregnant? you are wrong why do not use safety, but I have been clear to you. Now there's new money, right?”

“Honey, bu—

“What? Don't tell me you're accusing me of sleeping with another man!" salma's jolt didn't take it. "I'm tired! today is also very fussy, Mas. My stomach is cramping, I want to go home mom. At least there is a mother who helps keep Ody.” Salma sobbed, her breathing so short that it sounded clear in the ears of the Word. Her father-in-law is being directed by the PKK so Salma can freely tell the problem to Sabda.

“Iya Darling, sorry .. later I say to mom. Not asking you to do hard work. You take care of your health. Better Ody do not be loved A S I fear our second child is lacking in nutrition.”

“Iya. Mas, I slept first. I'm tired.”

No thirty minutes Salma closed his eyes, the voice of Mrs Habibah was heard blaring from the outside of the room. Aundy, who had fallen asleep, was now crying in surprise.

"Salma, open the door!"

Likewise with Salma who had just closed her eyes, her head immediately dizzy. Salma carried Aundy, stepping near the door. When the door of the room was wide open, the makian from bu Habibah went straight into the air, deafening Salma's hearing.

“You are telling me to lamb with Sabda?”

“Mother?”

“Newly told to light work, ngadu his exorbitant. Not that your mom used to ask you to do laundry!”

Bu Habibah was wrong, even though Ms. Deva opened laundry services, the woman never asked Salma to help her. All of Salma's own intentions, if there is no intention he will also not plunge into the laundry room.

Salma's head is shrinking. His face was already deathly pale withstanding the pain of his head and stomach.

“And the Word does not marry you. His life will not be like this. I will be able to rent art that can do housework. You were born to a poor family that was lucky to marry the Word! Have a father who likes the maksa of people!”

“Bu!” Salma tried to calm the anger of Bu Habibah, while holding Aundy who whined. "Don't say that! Salma's wedding word is out of love!"

"Love? eat that love! The Word of God I prepared! but destroyed by your father's will! The word is also stupid, it wants to be the same as you!"

Salma wants to defend Mr. Arif, he does not accept his family to be insulted. But it was interrupted again by the curse of Bu Habibah.

“Udahlah Salma, once again you complain to the Word about me and homework. I could have done something to your family! Be thankful I only asked you to do homework!”

Since that day Salma refused to report again. He did what Habibah asked him to do, without daring to argue. He was so obedient when Bu Habibah asked for this and that. Without caring about the pain felt.

Until at the age of three months of pregnancy, Salma and Sabda were forced to lose their second child candidate, fatigue factor is a trigger for miscarriage experienced by Salma. And damn it, Miss Habibah does not feel guilty in the slightest.

After one day, Sabda returned to Semarang. He deliberately filed for emergency leave, when he heard the news that Salma had a miscarriage.

The presence of the Word of the day seemed to keep the Word on the day they parted. The word came, even before the man worked for three months.

“Mother?”

The sound filled the ICU.

“Mas! Sorry, I can't take care of our second child.” Salma sobbing.

“Salma. Ka—mu?”

“Ody, where?”

The Word is trying to feel the current situation. Maybe Salma forgot something. Some of their bitter memories were lost.

“Mother this, Ody!” Aundy pointed at him. "Ody, this is Mommy!" mengang jolly.

“Ody?” Salma was anxious because she remembered that Ody was five months old.

“Quiet! Sleep there, I call the doctor to check your condition!” Word immediately shot away, calling the doctor.

“This mother Ody, Aundy Saesya Baghaskara, the son of Mother Salma,” said Aundy look confused. “Mother forgot this Aundy? Ody mother!”

Salma stared in disbelief at Aundy. “Ody new five months. He just learned to crawl!” Salma held onto her head which was throbbing pain. Then his gaze fell on Endra, the tall white male figure who had just walked into the ICU room.

“Salma ...” The man approached the bed. Without further ado Endra hugged Salma's body tightly.

“Mas Sabda, who is he?” salma asked seemed confused by the current situation. Didn't Sabda ask him to wait because he was about to call the obstetrician? is this guy the obstetrician? why hugs? Even the Word did not hinder this man's behavior.

“He's your husband. Endra.”

Salma breathed the man's embrace. His head shook firmly. "No!" As Salma tries to recall the memories of Endra, everything is empty. “My husband is you, right? we have Ody, and I just lost our second child.”