Trapped With The Jelita
Divorced

Ralen's eyes shimmered watching the man's room he was about to occupy now, the room was spacious but felt very empty because the owner of the room no longer said anything when they arrived at this house.

Ralen also looked at the big bag that he knew so well, the bag on the sofa was indeed his but why was it in this house? who drove him? or maybe her husband who took the bag from his parents' rented house, considering he did not bring clothes at all, even the clothes he wears today are still clothes belonging to Zara.

Ah, the woman named Zara was indeed very good to him, even they had only known each other for a few days.

"Ardan who drove her this morning." the voice suddenly filled the void of the space dominated by that dark color, the hallmark of a man.

"Ralen," the voice of the call from downstairs made Ralen not respond to what Ipul said.

The woman came out to meet the woman who called her, she knew her mother-in-law was the one who called her because when she came she had not met the in-law, she said, maybe she was in the shower or doing something else.

Ralen's steps were so slow and careful considering his body was still limp and his head was still a little dizzy.

Ipul sighed watching Ralen's slow steps knowing that the woman was not well but he tried to ignore her even though his heart was a little disturbed.

Ralen approached the woman who was waiting for him near the stairs, the woman whose face still looked so pale with puffy eyes was instead smiling at him, a forced smile covering the sadness that remained clearly visible.

"I'm sorry Mama did not do any celebration for your wedding" Mama Riska apologized to the daughter-in-law as if what happened was her fault.

Ralen shook his head quickly, "it's okay Ma, Ralen also does not expect any celebration, for Ralen this is enough," said Ralen.

"You should feel at home staying here huh," Riska said again staring expectantly at her son-in-law even though she knew this might be hard for Ralen given the attitude of Ipul that changed since yesterday.

Riska embracing the daughter-in-law's body felt the wife's body was so hot, "your body is so hot Len, are you sick?" Mama Riska looked worried that her face was showing that clearly.

"For the rain yesterday Ma, already taking medicine is soon also healed," said Ralen reassured the woman in front of him who was very good since they first met, he said, and her treatment did not change even though her husband had died shortly after Ralen was legally the wife of her son.

The woman in front of him was not like her son who blamed Ralen for the departure of the man they cared about, this woman looks more accepting that separation because of death has indeed become the destiny of someone who can never be avoided let alone blame others for the death.

"Where are you going today, why don't you come back here?" asked Riska while bringing her daughter-in-law to go to the dining room and asked her to sit in front of the dining table that had tarsaji food that did not arouse the taste of Ralen because his tongue still feels bitter because it does not feeling good.

"Ralen went back to Ma's contract, slept with Dad and Mom so as not to miss, right now Ralen has to stay here."

"The liar," muttered Ipul who had just arrived, hearing the lie that Ralen had thrown.

Ralen and her in-laws saw the man coming straight to the kitchen, the man wanted to get some water and then back into the room

Riska certainly knew that Ralen was lying at this time, how could the woman sleep in her parents' rented while this morning Ardan had come to deliver his belongings and asked Ralen's situation.

If indeed Ralen went home to his parents, why Ardan asked while the question is there.

"For a while, Mama stayed first" Riska told her daughter-in-law, who nodded.

Ralen felt really bad to be in this situation, her father-in-law was kind but her husband was cold to her as if she was an enemy when before the man was very talkative and continued to approach her even when the man came back to fuck her there was still a sweet word it was said from the man's lips.

"Keep the Ipul what? Ipul heard how he said he had taken medicine, what else? Mama asked Ipul what? Pulp is not a doctor" said Ipul with a glass in his hand.

"At least Ralen needs attention from her husband and that's you, where there is a husband like you, obviously a sick wife but you ask her the situation is also not, Mama does not like you like that," clearly Riska demands her son to pay attention to Ralen, because even though Ralen is the responsibility of her child.

"Yesterday Ipul has explained to Mama why Ipul is like him, Ipul nyesel Ma married him."

The words of Ipul make Riska take a deep breath and her face shows dislike for what comes out of the child's mouth.

"Salp it that way."

"The mother who told me to marry him forced me and now Mama asked Ipul to divorce her, Mama what exactly?" Ipul asked not understanding.

"That was it, wasn't it? now that Mama changed her mind, seeing the way you treated a woman you married made Mama feel guilty about her, divorced you guys have nothing more to do than Ralen would hunt you down anything to keep pregnant, she said, even more suffering he you make!"

Hearing all the words of the Mama freeze Ipul's brain, his mother still thought that he was a good boy who would never dare to do depraved acts to women really make him feel very guilty.

She had already fucked Ralen and not even once, the possibility of Ralen getting pregnant would be very large considering she did not wear safety when doing so.

And now what does he have to say to his mother? confess his actions and will add to the disappointment his mother felt? wouldn't that make the situation of the mother more sad after being abandoned by the man she loves and then had to be disappointed by the child she had been proud of.

"Why shut up? if you really want a divorce, it's not better than having to force Mama to treat Ralen like a wife," Riska's son found his son just silently staring indistinctly.

"Ipul won't divorce her Ma."

"With your attitude still like this?"

Ipul shook his head, "Ipul will try to treat him better" said Ipul.

"It is your duty, as a husband, it is your obligation to treat your wife well, everything that happens forget because Ralen did not want to be like this, either, of course he also feels guilty if you constantly ignore him."

Riska pats the child on the shoulder lovingly hoping that her child can return to the way he used to, always appreciating others.

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