Was it wrong of me to love you?
Reproof Bu Hana

Tingled in Aurelia's heart to reveal her husband's depravity to her in-laws and parents, but she seemed to have to delay. Since she has no evidence to show her husband's depravity, if she only complains without proof Dhafi will certainly stand up and corner her. The world now with evidence alone can be decried, what if it has no evidence at all.

The scar on her back could have been used as evidence of violence committed by Dhafi, but Aurelia had thought for sure her husband would deny it was not true, and he never did. Then with Dhafi's relationship with Faiza, he has no evidence only his naked eye saw the incident, no video or photo evidence. The woman took a deep breath and tried to look for her next move.

Now that they were at the not-so-great dining table, the dishes that Faiza had cooked were neatly arranged, worthy of a thumbs up by Aurelia, how her cousin prepared her perfectly like a hostess.

Aurelia deliberately did not step in the slightest, Faiza who looked busy, especially serving her husband who was sitting next to her, then continued to Dhafi's parents this was an interesting spectacle, until secretly Bu Hana and Bu Ida belittle his neutrality when he sees Faiza serving Dhafi, and Dhafi looks relaxed not to reject it.

“Faiza looks like you are being disrespectful huh, there is Aurel who can prepare a meal for her husband, no need for you! You are not able to appreciate the feelings of Aurelia as the wife of Dhafi yes,” reprimand Bu Hana implied not happy.

Faiza who was pouring drinks for Dhafi suddenly clumsy, but her heart was quite upset, while Dhafi was silent.

“And you are also Dhafi, I see you did not refuse it served by Faiza, whereas your wife is next to you!” continued said Ms. Hana reprimanding her son.

Aurelia, who was serving her parents, straightened her eyes again.

“No pa-pa kok Bu, no need to be reprimanded, I am not offended. Counting Ma'am Faiza is learning to serve her husband and her two in-laws, because if it is not wrong Ma'am Faiza will soon marry Ma'am with a man she loves very much, correct so Ma'am Faiza, she said,” said Aurelia very softly, but at the end of the sentence he emphasized his sentence with a friendly glance but a sharp nosedive.

“Eh .. Yes Mom, I will marry my future husband,” Faiza replied a little awkwardly, and did not want to lose to return Aurelia's gaze.

“Ya .. even though you already have a future husband, still your attitude is wrong Faiza, Dhafi Aurelia's husband, do not deserve you to serve like a husband even though Aurel looks ordinary.” Now it was Mother Ida who rebuked her nephew. Faiza's heart was getting more and more incubated, tonight it has been to how many times he was reprimanded.

“Already Ma'am, do not need to be extended again the discussion, if Mbak Faiza has common sense since not behaving like that. Yes let's just say Ma'am Faiza is studying and happens to want to study with my husband, and just look at Mas Dhafi looks happy to be served by Ma'am Faiza,” said Aurelia while taking rice for him.

Dhafi clenched his hands behind the table, looking at his face made a thin smile even though his heart was offended, then he suddenly grabbed Aurelia's shoulder, then kissed his wife's cheek, the rice peck until it was thrown Aurelia's horn was shocked.

“Darling, you are jealous .. I used to, I had to get angry when Faiza put food on my plate. Don't be angry baby,” said Dhafi so gently, he played a husband so good in front of his family.

Inner Aurelia wanted to vomit it was like seeing her husband's temper, because it was no longer able to stand Dhafi's foot on her, until the man who was still smiling grimaced painfully but maintained his smile.

The young woman raised her hand and ventured to touch Dhafi's face for the first time. “I am not jealous Mas, even I am happy if there are other women who serve you, counting I am not tired of serving you as a wife. Moreover, Mas Dhafi knows alone, how I am tired of serving you from morning until night, my back feels very painful to this day still hurts, not to mention that both of my hands are very tired of serving you. Thanks Ma'am Faiza has served my husband well today,” said Aurelia full of meaning if you understand the meaning of his words.

At first glance, Aurelia's language seems tired of serving Dhafi on his crotch bed, so that his in-laws and both parents are somewhat embarrassed to hear it, he said, but if you are observant and can read the body language and look in the eyes of Aurelia and Dhafi, there is an allusion to the wound now felt by Aurelia, that is what she wants to convey.

“Have ... Already do not talk again, Grandpa is hungry,” timpal Grandpa Dwi who is hungry.

“Iya Kek, sorry,” reply Aurelia.

For a moment they began to eat dinner together with the taste of vegetables and side dishes that are not as delicious as Aurelia cuisine, but still enjoyed.

“When did you two give Grandpa a great-grandchild?” ask Grandpa Dwi.

Dhafi immediately choked with his own drink, while Aurelia looked calm and still finished the rest of her meal.

“Touched even I never, but I also do not want to be touched by Mas Dhafi. I also don't want to conceive a child from this husband!” inner Aurelia.

Faiza who was sitting a bit away from Dhafi somewhat rounded her net as the two of them sat face to face, and tilted her head as if unwilling to hear Aurelia pregnant with Dhafi's child.

“Awas ya Mas, lest you make Aurelia pregnant, I do not want to!” faiza's inner growl made it.

After Dhafi looked at Faiza, he looked at Aurelia who did not hear Grandpa Dwi.

“We've tried Cake, just pray Aurelia immediately pregnant my son, yes dear.” Once again Dhafi embraces his shoulder, the more jealous Faiza is of him.

I swear by what Aurelia was really fed up with her husband's play, which was much different from the daily life of the two of them, and he just casually kissed Aurelia's cheek.

“Grandfather, if I can't conceive, maybe you should marry Mas Dhafi with other women who are more fertile, I would like to be divorced rather than all of them waiting for me to get pregnant, but not pregnant too. It would be a pity that my husband would want offspring as his successor, Mother and Father would also want to fondle grandchildren'kan,” said Aurelia expression so cold, his gaze was straight forward.

Mother Ida rounded her net that already looked cute. “Aurelia, be careful in saying, don't be that easy talking about divorce. Pamali says divorce, don't embarrass your family until you're a widow. Any problems in the household should be discussed without having to say divorce,” scold Bu Ida.

Pias was already the face of Aurelia, when she loved her husband very much, she also did not want to divorce her husband even though her body was always tormented by Dhafi, who was always tortured by her husband, but over time with her husband's relationship with her cousin said the divorce was very attached to her heart, her love for Dhafi has been buried and drowned with wounds inscribed by her husband. Now, a new reality is revealed from his own mother's mouth. “Do not embarrass the family if you are a widow.”

Aurelia stared wistfully at her mother's old face from her seat, looking at the netra Bu Ida looks dislike her. Somehow his heart was getting bitter to face the problems of his household, the person who wanted to be his place to complain had already issued those words. As if he was made a piece of kara, no one could help him!

Meanwhile at the Emran Mansion, the one-child widower was made confused by the cries of Athallah.

“Daddy, call mbak czech ... Atha want to be read aloe cama cama duck cama mbak,” whining Atha in tears, while shaking both feet on the mattress.

Emran's head got dizzy, how would you call Aurelia her cell phone number just don't know.

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