
All the mothers in the complex continue to question the existence of Adelia, the woman is indeed not much different from her former self. What distinguishes only his face is slightly glowing with teeth wearing a black sump.
While Adelia, she doesn't care at the moment. The talk of the mothers was not heard at all. He sat in front of Malik's house. Khadijah was inside the house, she was reluctant to go out because for her it was her husband's business.
Then where's Malik? The man is still in the field, he does not even know the arrival of a special guest.
The sound of the baby's cry is clear, the baby is overheated because it is outside the house. Khadijah felt sorry, he made drinks for those who were none other than Adelia and her first child who he brought there as well.
"A drink! Bang Malik has not returned" Khadijah said.
"Thank you, but we're not thirsty. The hair can be as black, but whose heart knows" Adelia said.
Khadija smiled amusedly, "You accuse me of your poison, is that it? Listen yes, Del. If I wanted to, I'd have made you stay by name."
Khadijah intends to enter, but his steps are halted when Adelia returns to speak. "Sacred you, Ma'am. Love the tongue!"
Khadija turned her body, "You mean?"
"Mbak will intentionally beautify himself so he stays with Mbak? You deliberately destroyed our household? Ma'am said Mbak no longer wants to be with Bang Malik, but now what, Ma'am? Why would you want to be the same as my ex? The heat!"
"Mahaha ..." Khadijah laughed out loud. Adelia was getting hotter, she furrowed her brows furiously. "Sorry! Your words are funny, Del. So that's what you said silat tongues?"
Khadijah smiled amusedly, "First, I beautify myself for myself, not for Bang Malik. Second, what did you say? destroying your household? Hey, beautiful .. You realize whose household was destroyed first? But I never intended to reply, because the Bang Malang base is aware, where diamonds and where grains of sand! Third, I've never let myself in his touch after being with you. So that's right .. You got my ex!"
"Basically women don't know themselves!" His brother Malik.
Adelia was silent, she was sitting in her chair earlier. Khadijah looked at his daughter Adelia, "Son, if you want to drink! The discussion was not heard ..."
Khadijah also glanced at Adelia at a glance, "Other times if you want to make a storm, do not bring a child. You don't feel sorry for your son if his soul is disturbed?"
Khadijah entered the house followed by his brother Malik. They pacified Khadija there. At first Khadijah was ordinary, he was not sad in the slightest but when he saw Wak Santi - next door neighbor, he immediately cried in his arms.
"Cry!" Wak Santi's. "There are times when we have to cry, but promise after that we must be stronger."
"Went tired, Wak ... when does this matter end?"
"Trials are given only by God to a special person whom he thinks he can solve. You are one of those millions. Do not want to lose to the woman, do not want to if it looks weak. No, not yes, Jah!"
Khadijah nodded, "Yes, Wak ..."
Suddenly the motor stopped in the yard of Khadijah's house, the mothers dispersed and would continue to see it behind the windows of their respective homes.
Malik was surprised to see Adelia's arrival, "What are you doing here?" asked Malik firmly.