THORNS IN MARRIAGE
CHAPTER 80 - MY SORROW

The third day of Mama's departure. We held tahlilan at my husband's family home.

To this day, Mama's husband and sister are still at large. It's getting stronger for the alibi that they're behind the deaths of my mom and my sisters.

Hhh...

Wak Hardi also did tahlilan in Banten. He deliberately sends prayers for the peace of the late Mama and sisters.

Until now both I and Genta still do not believe. Even we still feel like Mama, Intan and Nadya are still there.

My wedding just took a day. But a terrible thing happened again. Makes us focus first on studying.

Me and Jonathan didn't talk about the 'first night' that failed either.

For now, that business we put aside first.

The following nights we just slept in bed with our hands holding each other. Not doing more.

Just looking at each other, trying to strengthen each other. Our most important hearts are intertwined with each other. That alone is happiness for me.

In silence, we are much closer. Without words, without speaking. Just an eye. Let the heart speak. That we want to live happily. Neither I nor Mas Jonathan, we both want to live a quiet and happy life. Want a peaceful household, love each other. It is no longer a household full of drama and tears.

Sadness to us is like a waste. And I'm so grateful to have a husband, Jonathan. He is where I lean after Allah Ta'ala.

Now he is the only place to share the second after my bow to the Creator. With her, holding hands, looking eyes and a warm close hug, was more than enough for me right now.

I always remind Mas Jonathan not to empty his mind. I was worried, the old dajjal aki-aki demon came back and possessed his soul again.

I was worried that my husband would go back to having scary things like the other day.

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The seventh night Mama's gone. Papa Bambang was found hanged in a small motel in Central Java.

It's very unfortunate. Though I desperately wanted to see his face that had turned into a bastard demon, killing Mama as well as my two sisters who were his own flesh and blood.

Mashaa Allah tabarakallah... Naudzubillah tsumma.

Meanwhile, Bianca and her mother were arrested by police at Bali's Ngurah Rai Airport. They think they can safely after conspiring to make noise even to the murder of Bambang.

Apparently Aunt Mirna managed to instigate my stepfather because Mama and her two daughters seemed to have no respect for her.

Mama came home to the anger of her husband who had dark eyes. Had a quarrel, until the bloody event happened.

Papa Bambang stabbed Mama several times. Intan and Nadia who tried to help did not escape the cruelty that has been like demonic possession.

Intan and Nadya were also killed in the same stab wound. In the stomach and chest.

A gripping morning...

I should have banned the three of them from going home. Had I driven them home, it might have been another story.

I should have been able to leave the sadistic incident if I had asked Mama not to go home quickly.

Many times I regretted myself with a wishful thought.

It feels sad to see your house is a mess and also blood spills everywhere. Especially when I see the three tutebag giving me to them. It is still intact and has not been opened.

Again I can only cry in the embrace of Jonathan.

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Today the police asked me to come to the office for a suspect and a witness examination.

I'mtired. Very tired, but had to go to the end.

At the police station, I want to see Bianca and her mom. They were named as suspects. Although not the main suspect, but both of them play an important role in making the situation hotter.

Even when both of them were there. But leave Mama's house lightly without thinking long if Papa Bambang will be desperate to do things that are out of bounds.

"Liana!... Liana, I'm sorry!"

Plaque!

I slapped him once. And it was only realized that Bianca's cheeks immediately red and.

Wh why? Why does my hand have such power? Is it okay later Bianca's cheeks?

Aunt Mirna just looked down. Not daring to raise his face and look into my eyes that held great anger.

"Your grudges have turned to friday! You alone will get revenge for your actions! Remember, God is not sleeping! God will give you back whatever you do. Your crimes are no longer acceptable reason. And you deserve to rot in jail!"

I unknowingly swore an oath to the Mother and Child couple.

I have drowned in a deep sea of anger. So as to issue unkempt without thinking about the impact later.

O Allah, forgive me for my words just now, O God!

I was quite satisfied, putting a stain on Bianca's left cheek. Let's just say it's a cash reply that can be because it has committed crimes for years and even a dozen years with his mother.

Jonathan himself was in shock and also provoked emotions. How not, their hatred for his family is so great that they can do scary things.

But my husband is not a man who easily vent anger without a second thought. Jonathan also could not beat those who are female.

Now Aunt Mirna and Bianca are receiving punishment for their own crimes.

Mama Tiur was also pleased. His rival from a young age is now in prison for a long time.

The wicked have been rewarded, but Mama is no more. The sadness of my heart is more painful considering that now Genta and I are orphans.

Genta himself still often cries considering the bloody event that killed Mama.

Her dream of being married, taken care of and witnessed by Mama was just a dream.

Mama has gone home to the Kholiq. There was nothing else we could do but pray for his spirit to be calm in nature.

Prayer of a righteous and righteous child is now very Mama need. May Mama also Papa, serene in the afterlife.

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