Tone of Nara
Chapter 10 The destroyed Tone (Part 3)

This morning my life is back as usual. My mother and two sisters-in-law were not at home in the morning. When I came out of the room, the house was like a ship breaking. All kitchen equipment is in the dishwasher. The kitchen floor is full of oil and dirt. Food wrappers are everywhere, from the living room to the kitchen. Meanwhile, the dirty laundry looked mountainous.

At the table there is only breakfast leftovers. There is no food worth eating that I can make breakfast. Just dirty plates and glasses on the table. My eyes were fixed on a red sheet of money and a small note from my mother.

- We go out. Clean the house and clean the laundry. After that you go to the market. Here's your car key. Pradipta said, this car you can use from now on. If you want to go, you wear this. Don't make a troublemaker and don't be ashamed!- 

I saw the car keys and the money with a shady look. Actually I doubt a little. I don't know. But when holding the key of this car there is a feeling of gameless and unpleasant. This car is my gift car from Papa. During this time, the car was used by Pradipta. Since Pradipta mas in Singapore, this car is more often used by both

my sister's. Mom always said I should give in to them and forbid me from using them. Until yesterday, Prita and Pipit brought a new car. This car I used without permission, and it was a disaster that went viral yesterday. Now, has my mom asked me to use this? Ah never mind, this way I no longer bother chasing the bus right? Let's just be grateful. Alhamdulillah. For gasoline, Sandra gave a new ATM yesterday in the name of Mama. There Sandra will send me monthly money to use as I need it, provided this ATM cannot be known Pradipta and his family. Sandra asked, from now on I no longer have the good day to give my money to Mother and my sisters called benalu, by Sandra.

I immediately did all the homework as usual. After I finished, I immediately took a shower and prepared to go to the market and to the vertilasi clinic. I convinced myself that today was the beginning of my struggle to maintain my household. Shopping in the market does not take long. I can finish it all quickly. I spend a lot of time in the clinic. For some reason, while filling in the data, I accidentally filled the mother's house in the mailing address column. Then I went through a pretty long series of tests, alone. I'll give it to you as a surprise. Maybe if I had a child, Mas Pradipta would think twice about leaving me.

While waiting for a series of tests, I got a call from PH Makeover. I was chosen as a finalist. They called me to come to the studio tomorrow, to shoot the final night of Make Over Total. There will be announced winners who will get a total make over prize in Korea. All this time I secretly followed this event, and fought to be selected as the winner of the makeover. I told you I wanted to be skinny and beautiful. My shadow, this makeover will be like July.

My mind drifted on a series of past makeover shoots. If it goes live, I just realize that I'm going to reveal my household secrets. This will definitely make Mama sad and the family of Mas Pradipta ashamed. If that happens, then everything will fall apart and can be Pradipta does not forgive me. I was panicked to realize that. I asked the Makeover crew who called me, can I cancel my participation?

“Wah don't dong mbak. The story of Mbak Nada is really cool. Mama can win here. Don't

canceled yes mbak,” said.

“Sorry mbak, I really want to cancel. It resuscitates my family's good name,” I said urgently.

“Begini only mbak. Mbak Nada tomorrow comes to our PH or to the office of Mr. Mahardika. It can be noted the address. No paper and pen, right?” said. I immediately agreed and gave the studio address and address of Mahardika producer and expert Makeover. I think this Mahardika is great. He's an expert

communication, facial reconstructionist and apparently plastic surgeon as well. I keep that address in my wallet fine. After that I returned to concentration on the test circuit and went home.

When I got home, my mother and two sisters did not come home. I fell silent in my room and thought about my husband's dinner. I prepared my best clothes and hung them. My mom and my two sisters said they wouldn't have dinner at home, I didn't have to cook. If I leave, don't forget to lock the door. I frowned. Looks like they know if my mini mala is leaving. All right, that means there's nothing I can do anymore.  I decided to take a short walk to the park, ease my nervousness, wait for the night and meet my husband for dinner later.

The drizzle started to come down, I decided to go home. But my steps stopped at the front post of the house. No, not because of the rain. But because my net captured a scene that I had dreamed of for a long time, but was obtained by others. I stopped and took cover behind the wall of the patrol post. I saw Juli coming out of the house, ushered in by my mother-in-law and sister-in-law. They laughed loosely together, hugged each other, kissed and familiar. The thing I had long dreamed of being able to do sincerely with her husband's family, Mom kissed Juli's forehead and hugged her once more before my husband's cheating girl got into a red Ferrari sports car. The car drove slowly accompanied by a wave of the happy hands of my mother and two sisters-in-law. At first glance I heard the mother happily boast of Juli as a beautiful, kind and proud daughter-in-law. Unlike me who always embarrassed him for looking like a swollen elephant.

I don't know how long I cried and sat behind the patrol post with the rain. When the rain began to subside, I began to grind with cold, bringing me back to my senses. Dusk called me and made me aware of my intention to defend mine. I am again awakened to fight to save all, for my sake, for my promise, for my father's sake and for the sacred bond of marriage. I realized I needed my mom. My prenuptial agreement is indeed in my mother at my request. I'll use it to bring back the Pradipta mas. This evening I will also go home to Mama in Bandung. I can't waste time. I can definitely win. I have a video of their affair. But first, I have to talk to Mas Pradipta. He must know that I can make everything fall apart.

I looked up at the sky and looked at my watch. I gotta hurry. Soon I'll be home. There were no voices from Mom, Pipi or Prita. But let. I don't need them right now. I have to prepare to meet my husband and fight to get him back.  I immediately sent a message to my husband that I was coming to our dinner. I also said that I wouldn't let go, I was her, july and I were crushed together. Because I have evidence of their affair that would have been even more viral if I spread it. After the message I sent, I immediately took a shower and changed my clothes that had been wet by the rain. I also called Talia, to accompany me to Banding. I asked him to wait for me at the cafe where I made an appointment with my husband.

Talia is my best friend. Not as close as Sandra is, but pretty familiar. He no longer had any parents from childhood. I knew him when Mama took me to visit the orphanage where he lived. We are familiar immediately. My mom even said we were like twins. We have the same body shape.

Mama sent Talia to college and now she's working. Whenever I asked, he was always willing to accompany me. Especially if you go to Bandung to see Mama, she immediately wants to. We are the only family he has in this world, If he goes missing, no one will look for him but us, he said. A girl who was also fat like herself. This girl was known to him when he played to a.

My meeting with Pradipta didn't go well actually. Pradipta initially persisted in wanting to divorce me and marry Juli. When I told him about our prenuptial agreement, and all our asset letters were in my hands, he was shocked. Yeah I've taken almost all the asset letters from mom's closet and kept them. I also told you that Mother's, Prita's and Pipit's bankbooks were on me. Besides I also had a perverted video of him and Juli in the apartment back then. All made Pradipta deathly pale and speechless.

Before long, his face changed again, he called the waiter and ordered food for us. He said we'll think about it. Then take me to dinner. When the food came, Pradipta stood up and called someone seriously. I don't know, I don't listen too much. Merely words

“work, your time is only 30 minutes”

which I heard.  After that he went back to the table and asked me to talk as if everything was okay. Him

tell me to forget all our talk. He said he wanted to enjoy dinner with us tonight. I thought, there's no harm in following my husband's wishes. Maybe in this way, he'll change his mind and choose me. I have to wait for Talia anyway.

Dinner with Pradipta was a 40-minute walk, when Talia reported that she was in the cafe parking lot. At the same time I saw Pradipta smiling after reading the message on his phone.

“Already night. You're going to Bandung tonight?” said. I nodded too.

“Be careful, slippery streets yes,” he said while grinning anek. I don't know, I'm kind of scared of the grin. My heart is starting to get uncomfortable. I was a little hesitant to go to Bandung. But I finally decided to leave. Talia was with me. I was hoping Pradipta would offer to accompany me.

“Go. I can't keep you company because I have a meeting tomorrow morning. And even now I still have a little bit of work to do here,” he said as he looked at his phone and heeded me. I finally understood that I had no hope.

“Oke, I await your decision. All the evidence and letters are in my hands,” I said try my luck. But this time he just looked at me calmly and gave a dismissive smile, then looked back at his face. I also immediately stepped out. I saw Talia standing next to my car and smiling at my arrival. After hugging, I immediately handed the key to Talia. Yes, I am very tired tonight. Tired of crying in the rain, tired of the drama of life and tired of facing my husband. I just want to sit next to my best friend. Tali also does not mind