Treasure, Throne, Renata
Preparing Ammunition for Rania's Story

08.30 WIB – Home Rania

My mind is still raging as if I still can't believe what I heard from Dion's story. This chest was rumbling with anger, but I had no effort. The feeling of anxiety that I felt since Kian was still in my stomach was not without cause, it might actually have hinted at a hunch. Why did Ray change when I was pregnant old, he started cold to me and often did not come home with busy reasons. Always arrive home at 02:00 in the morning, then leave again the next day.

It's only fair that when I try to hold on and ask him not to go, he always says he can't. I tried to fix everything, he said it was too late as if our household problems were very heavy. What infuriated me the most was that she dropped the talaq when I had just given birth 3 weeks ago. My son is still red, I can only walk after Caesarean section. Dropping talaq when the wife is still in the puerperium is an act of dzolim, he does not know the physical and psychological condition of a new mother can be disturbed and affect the baby.

That's what I'm going through with Kian. It's been 3 days ASI-ku drag. I tried to stay calm but I couldn't. I must speak to someone, this burden I cannot bear alone. I glanced at my phone lying on the bed right next to Kian who was already sound asleep. My finger opened the Whatsapp application and I looked for a group that was my best friend since Junior High.

Rania: Gengs, I need help !!!

The group is still quiet, at this hour they must still be struggling to pick up their respective children. We live in a few different cities, but it doesn't matter to us to keep communicating.

Nayla: What is Ran? stalking again wkwkwkwk?.

Mickey: Whataaa?.

Title: Hadiiir. My son doesn't go to school today wkwkw.

Nayla: Ko can Mit? Wake up, brother?.

Fika.: Today free anjem dong kids, bapake anther so I can watch drakor deh.

Tasya: What is Drakor? Want the dong link.

Random chat in this group is common. They didn't know Ray had dropped a talaq on me. I'm not sure if it's the right time to tell you the truth, but my resolve is well-rounded.

Rania: RAY TALAK I AM !!!

Mita: The bad luck sister woke up and I was also a mager deh.

Fika : Drakor title forgetaa, tar yes I share his link.

Nayla: WHATAAAAA????

Mita : HUH???

Fika: Raaaaan seriously ah don't be kidding!!!

Tasya : Astagfirullah, the true.

Within seconds, the questions popped up. I had to prepare a few minutes to type in the length of my divorce chronology and prepare time for a question and answer session.

Rania: On March 10th, Ray my talak, now he is in Bandung and he has an affair.

Nayla: So Renata is Ray's cheating???

Mita: The love of Bandung? Know where?.

Fika : Bandung? Where is Bandung? What are we samperin?

Why: Renata saha? saha's son? Where's w-where?.

Tasya : Innalillahi Ran, goosebumps me .

Fika : I'm going to Instagram first.

Now my finger is busy pressing the keyboard button to explain my friend's increasingly violent questions. They were in shock over what was happening to me and the children.more so to Kiana who had just been born, a plump baby whose face was similar to Ray's had to be born without feeling the warmth of a father's embrace.

Dita : Oh my goodness just woke up 312 chat aja shay. Who's gosipin artist? Who is divorced?.

Fika : Yaelah Dita must be males read deh.

Day : Innalillahi Raniaaaaa. This serious? Astagfirullah.

Rania: I need you now, I want to cry but I can't.

Beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep

Confiscated

“ Hello Ran, is this serious Ran??? “, scream Dita hysterical in her phone call.

“ Yes Dit, Ray my talak in March. Sorry not to tell, because again males asked “, I replied to him.

“ Geez Ran, I have goosebumps. Ray is so insolent. He used to confide in me, he said that you are not sensitive to the husband, not caring, busy taking care of children. I said that all mothers must be busy taking care of children, especially full time mothers who face the same drama taking care of children for 7 x 24 hours. If you want a wife to have more free time to serve the husband, yes pay attention also dong needs wife”, fiery Dita cycar.

“ I did admit in our problem there must be a cause-and-effect Dit. Marriage is a two-way relationship, I must also have a share in the cracks of our household. I can't be the wife Ray hoped for, can't serve as much as he needs. We didn't fit it the time, did we? “, I replied with grief.

“ Just a jerk his name. All couples must experience incompatibility, because marriage is the art of survival. There is no problem in saying divorce, every year to the year there must be a test to pass together. If the case of Ray mah emang is not a matter of fit or baseball, he smitten the neighboring grass that seems more fertile aja “, said Dita dusty.

“ Yes if it turns out to be a match again how Dit, it is the soul mate of God who set “, reply me resigned.

“ Drops not allowed Ran. Even if you have a deficiency, it should be filled, not replaced. Trouble does not fit mah just a pretext he just because he is not a becus so husband “, cerocos Dita while removing all his junk berating Ray.

“ Thanks Dit I'm better now, at this time I still digest everything. My focus is just the kids, especially Kian. ASI I drag Dit, More fussy continues from yesterday “, I said again.

“ Yes Ran, this psychic condition can make lo baby blues tau not. Patience Ran, I'm sure you're strong. Lo need what? Are diapers safe? Have you eaten yet? I send you food so that ASI lo many yes “, entertain Dita.

“ New diapers buy anyway, yesterday Ray transfer for children. Thank God I can still eat, enough. Thanks Dit, I want to take a bath first cooking truck for the children”, reply me to Dita who is my friend for a long time.

“ Yes Ran, hug for all of you yes. Stay strong Rania “, close Dita in her phone call.

My feeling is now relieved to have taken out all the pills I have been harboring all this time. The morning sun rays hit my face from behind the window, warm as if giving new strength.

PINGING

“ Good morning with Ms Rania?. I was inspired by BSD by the chance to see home ads for sale that aired on the Internet. May I see her house bu?”,

“ Morning Mas Ilham, please just go straight to the location. I am at home anyway, later I share his location yes “ I replied quickly.

“ Good Mom, later in the afternoon I stop by the house Mother “,

Thank God that this buyer will match my home. I can't get a debt collector every month. If the house is successfully taken over to the buyer, I can immediately contract the house in this area.

13.10 WIB

Fika : Raaan, this is a screenshot of IG Story Ray yesterday.

Mita: Widiiih, the Ray walks well.

Tasya : It's to Bromo this one way.

Nayla: Yes it was in Bromo, it must be the same as Renata. Ig Renata in private, can't get to us.

Fika: Tenaaang, netijen is smart.

Dita : Find until Fik, I want to jam the Renata.

Mita: Yoih, I want to see her eyes.

FIka: Flush ajah use aer coberan siiis.

Nayla: Our actor was naked, and was paraded into the square.

Dita : Patience dong netijen, girl model it mah tar got his own stone.

Fika : I found her account which also follow to Bromo. They were there rame-rame.

Mita: Well this face of the Renata is clear. Is this girl being chased? It is old, indeed.

Nayla : Yes rich face stepmom wkwkkw.

Dita : Screenshoot all Fik barbuk, who knows if Rania needs to.

Fika: Iyes tar in save all evidence.

Tasya: Where is Rania? Nyaut.

Dita : Again nap time beb. Kasian aja.

Nayla: Let him rest, leave the rest to God and the Netizen's finger.

Type: Wkwkkwkwkwkwkw.

Dita: God's punishment and social sanction are more cruel. Wait Rayendra, the time will come.

13.30 WIB

Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok

There was a knock from the door of the house. I was just feeding the kids on the back porch, immediately running small to open the door.

“ Afternoon My mother Rania who was this morning wanted to see the house “ greetings a man in his 30s greeted me kindly.

“ Mas Ilham yes, please enter mas. Monggo look around his house, sorry messy understand my children are still small “ I replied while letting the buyer in.

The man looked all over my house. His gaze swept all over without commenting a word, yet his gaze implied enthusiasm. I accompanied him to the second floor of my house, the buyer did not comment much just nodding.

“ Still new yes home, the building is sturdy I like “ replied the buyer while fingering the door frame of my room.

“ Yes, only 2 years. No repairs at all. Honestly, this is our favorite house, unfortunately we are no match with this house “, I replied.

“ Why sell Mom? Moreover, I have three children, definitely need a big house someday“, he asked me.

“ My husband is dropping Mas, we need “ money, I replied briefly do not want to further pleasantries.

“ Oh that's Mom. If I fit perfectly into his home. I will talk to my wife first, I will tell you in 3 days. Hopefully it has not been sold to others “ he urged steadily while continuing to look at every corner of the room.

“ Good Mas, I wait for the good news yes “ I replied relieved. My little heart prays that he will be the owner of this house. His figure is kind and friendly, my heart sincerely must release my beloved house to him.

I closed the door with relief after Mas Ilham came home after looking around the house. Kila and Kica looked out the window while asking.

“ Om who is Mam? “

“ Who want to buy our house dear. Pray this house is bought the same. Later we can move to the new house “, I replied gently to my two children.

“ Our new home big or small? Ask Kica innocently.

“ Small only yes son, until later we have money to buy our own house “ I replied while pinching his cheek.

“ It's okay. I'm the same Kica will make a big palace in heaven “ reply Kila while widening his hands.

“ Aamiin Nak, Inshaallah “ My smile on my two little angels. My heart is calmer today, Kian is also no longer fussy, even now sleeping soundly in the living room bouncer.

Kugendong Kian headed for my room followed by Kila and Kica who were singing with excitement. I put it carefully in my bed while looking for where my phone that I had not touched. I opened it and I saw 130 unread messages from my Junior High School gang. I opened their chat and immediately my heart was shocked to see many photos of Ray and Renata in it. Ray looks to embrace the friendly Renata in a desert against the background of Mount Bromo. His sturdy hands hugged the temptress's waist tightly. They looked like a couple who had just been drunk in love. Ah no, it seems like just Ray being drunk on love, Renata's gaze felt cold and hollow. I stared fixedly at their photos, chat from my best friend I did not press. I saved all those photos and I created a special folder on my phone.

Rayendra, I'm ready to take on the challenge you gave me. I have prepared all the ammunition for the war, be prepared because Rania is coming!

* Thank you for faithfully listening to the continuation of the Rayendra-Renata-Rania story. To my new readers I wish you a happy \=)

XOXO

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