THORNS IN MARRIAGE
CHAPTER 100 - MISUNDERSTANDING

Hari Diarto, charged three articles at once. Rape, kidnapping and murder. The demands are not kidding either. Minimum death sentence for life imprisonment.

Before you do, think carefully. Because the reward will be much greater plus social punishment from the community.

Apparently behind the courage of a Diarto Day, there are people who are more powerful. And his bad attitude tarnished the big name of a government agency. Even to involve the highest honorary council as state apparatus.

Hhh...

The day with four men, two of whom were the son of the headmaster and the son of the Honorable Councilor who had quite a big name finally got rewarded.

Their behavior turned out to have long been known to their respective families. Even from the search of police investigations, they also got a charge of blasphemy by allying to serve a cult.

This becomes a big case.

One by one, the victims began to open their mouths. And it turns out, there are dozens of minors who were corrupted and polluted with their chastity.

Abaghfirullahal...

They become barbaric because of too great a desire to rule the world through shortcuts.

Humans turned into demons and demons were delighted as more and more followers.

Oh God! Please save us and our descendants from the torment of the fires of hell by safeguarding the dignity and dignity of the visible temptations of the world.

The world is only temporary. The Hereafter is forever.

As it turns out, the esteemed board member was also one of my late husband's business rival colleagues.

There is something behind the story of the past.

Business competition. Elbow elbow in the process of getting a big tender of the company. It's really a big test in trying.

Mama Tiur who followed the course of the case through the news on television and other electronic media can only wipe the chest. Tears spilled remembering the difficult times brought Papa Jonathan and Papa Jordan to treatment.

Age is God of Power. But at once Mama Tiur had the view that her two husbands were seriously ill from here and there. Wallahus.

All have now accepted the decree of God. Both Mama Tiur, my husband Jonathan and also Jordan.

Everyone will bring his report book in front of God. So did Jonathan say. So don't be afraid. Allah is Most Fair. There will be the slightest reply of action even if it is only as big as a particle. Good deeds or bad deeds. Everything will be worth it.

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Since then, my husband has been more protective of me.

Even Jonathan is now turning into a chatty man. Even kebawelannya more than Mama Tiur as Mama-in-law.

I'm thrilled. My husband and mother were very concerned about my health. Sometimes I feel like a bird in a cage.

It turns out that life is too good and comfortable also does not bring excessive happiness.

But I try to get around my saturation that just stay at home can not do any activities including going out of the house.

The house looks lonely at work. Only the sound of factory machinery is heard due to the production process.

Stella herself was no longer wandering around the courtyard. It seems that his family has sent a special prayer for his tranquility in the barzakh realm. Alhamdulillahot.

The other refined beings also seemed to have found a new place. Or maybe they have returned to their true place. Wallahu a'lam bishowaf.

The Diarto Day case is open to the public. Instantly one by one the closed stories finally revealed as well.

Airlangga and I have also been scheduled to witness one of the kidnapped victims even though only one trial.

The case keeps rolling. Even more blow up because the victims who report continue to grow.

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Without feeling my womb has entered twelve weeks.

The stomach began to look bloated but Mas Jonathan was even more anxious to see my stomach.

Every day every night my husband stroked and kissed my stomach.

There is a feeling of pride even though embarrassed because the area of my body is the part that he loves the most and must be held almost every hour.

My husband is really a standby and exemplary husband. The longing husband of every woman, I guess. I'm very lucky I could have it. Until sometimes I started to fear that there was another woman out there who secretly loved her. Like Katliya used to love Irsyad.

I was immediately annoyed with myself. Why should I look back to the dark past when I buried it deep.

I heard the sound of someone getting angry outside the room.

Who'sis that?

I looked for the source of the sound turned out Genta was cursing Airlangga in the corner of the hallway room.

"What's this noise? Shame on Jonathan and Mama Tiur, Genta!" my lanterns so that Genta's anger subsides.

"This kid is always acting the way he wants to, brother! He knew but it was as if he knew better. Always refute my every word. Ck! It sucks!"

"It's not so possible that he means Angga, Gen!"

"I've noticed lately that Brother is more concerned with this child! Why anyway? As much as Big Brother's behavior to almost become a victim of bad people just because they want to help this child!"

Genta's jealousy is becoming more real. Even his eyes lit up with lightning.

Genta.of course my attention to Angga is as great as my attention to you.

"Genta!.." I said more subtly.

The clapper is old, but much more childish. Even so, I still love my little sister. He's the brother I always fought for from a young age.

"Will this brother anger me for his sake?"

Kurekul Genta's shoulder.

"Don't be like this, Gen! Brother is sad to see you like this!" my murmurs tried to dampen Genta's emotions.

"Sister made me like this! Brother always asks, where is Angga where is Angga! As for me, you never look for it!"

"Koq you talk like this, Genta? Don't you realize how my love is like you? From childhood until now!? I always give it all to you! Hiks..."

I'm upset. I was angry and sad too. Finally just left the two men who were one blood with me.

"Sister! Brother Liana! Ck... You anyway!"

My tears broke in my room.

This sorrowful heart hears and witnesses Genta's excessive jealousy and blindly accuses me of not being.

How can I move love from him and pile only on Angga. Genta's mind is too petty. His heart was filled with envy which made me worry so spiteful.

"Sister!"

Tok tock..

"Sister, Angga apologize, Brother! If if you do not feel good with Bang Genta, Angga choose to go back to the village!"

I gasped at Airlangga's words from behind my bedroom door.

I'm angry, upset. But that does not mean it can just let Angga choose to go home to Banten. Can't do.

"Female, wait!"

My dilemma when the two brothers are at odds. If it sided with one, there would definitely be a heartache. I don't want that to happen.

There can be no division. Even Wak Hardi's voice that said as if it had just been pulverized.

This family should not be split just because of a misunderstanding. This family must be solid and help each other if one family member has a problem. That's his advice.

"People, don't go like that!" my barrel in a loud voice and hurried out of the room approached Angga who was just about to leave.

Unfortunately I heard Genta and this was the beginning of the misunderstanding.

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