
"Good nian Abang yes ... pretend to forget or how? Ah, Adel knows .. surely Brother is seduced, right?"
"Take care of your mouth!" snapped Malik.
Adelia fell silent, she was really humiliated by the man she considered her husband.
"Come Brother!"
Malik pulled Adelia's hand until she almost fell, while she was carrying their little son. While her eldest son Adelia was crying seeing their debate. Naturally he was like that, which little boy was not afraid to see his parents fight?
Hearing the commotion, Khadijah came out of the house, he took a glimpse of the boy's head, then he looked at two people who were fighting.
"Stop!" Khadijah said loudly. Both of them stayed in place. "You're like little kids. Aren't you ashamed of the neighbors look? Don't you feel sorry to see that little boy crying? Calm down and go inside, finish it!" khadijah.
No one moved, both of them were still in place. Khadijah shook his head, "Bang! Enter ... if you do not feel embarrassed, no pa-pa. But think Riska!"
Hearing his daughter's name, Malik immediately agreed. "Don't roar outside, let's go in!" Malik's word to Adelia.
The two entered the house following Khadijah. Once inside, Khadijah did not interfere, choosing to go to the kitchen. For him it was their personal matter.
"How are you, Bang? Looks like you're okay, Brother is so happy now."
"As you can see! Never mind, Del ... You don't want to beat around the bush anymore. Just tell me, what do you want?"
"Even Brother does not say hello to his own son, Brother does not ask whose name, he is healthy or not."
"Is he really brother's son? You're sure it's the fruit of your own love and not the share?"
"What does Brother mean? Ah yes, surely Brother Dijah who has already instigated Abang, right? Could Abang be better with Kak Dijah, while Adel? Adel must bring our son back to life!"
"Stop blaming the Colonized! you don't realize who's wrong? hm? Us!"
"This relationship is wrong, Del. Go then! Don't bother your family anymore."
"Adel is still my brother's wife!"
"You forgot? You've asked Brother to divorce you through a message."
"Adelia doesn't want to be divorced in that way, anyway it's not legal, Bang!"
"Who said it wasn't legal? We're just marrying betel, Del. It's all over!"
"Well, then what about our son?"
"Abang will send her rations every month."
"No!"
"So what do you want?"
"Give him the same ration as Riska. If Riska has land, you have to buy her land."
Malik chuckled amusedly, "So that was your goal all along? How funny! If that's what you're looking for, you're falling in the wrong hole. Riska doesn't own land, she only has her mother. Then isn't this fair? The boy also has a mother, just like Riska!"
Adelia gasped in surprise, thinking that the land they owned was in Malik's name to be passed on to Riska. Too bad, he had been acting wrong all this time.
"You've hurt me, Malik! You'll see the consequences!" snapped at Adelia before leaving with a slight threat. This time he would really leave because he felt he had been embarrassed.
Khadijah was still behind, he refused to come out. I think he wants to snort at the moment. Malik actually chose himself over Adelia.
'Yes Allah ... Thank you for returning my husband to Khadijah's inner self while wiping his tears.