Was it wrong of me to love you?
Riots in the ward

Shaken by everyone in Dhafi's ward for the latest facts that Faiza and her mother had spoken. Ms. Hana could no longer resist the turmoil of astonishment, disappointment and sorrow that was almighty.

The fruit will not fall far from the tree, this is a saying that deserves to be pinned by Jafri and Dhafi's father. The dark days of Bu Hana are repeated, and happen to his son who betrayed his wife by marrying his wife's cousin. In the depths of wanting to laugh at himself, he who was struggling to keep his son's household with Aurelia intact, turned out to be very bitter if continued. What Aurelia felt, she had felt and of course the pain was so piercing that it felt into her heart.

Jafri's father rubbed his face violently, one of his hands ruffled his waist as he looked at his son's face, his shoulders lifted as if he wanted to laugh at his past which is now repeated, not on him but on his son.

Emran grabbed Aurelia from behind, and tried to encourage the young woman to stay strong, but as soon as a wife who once loved and wished her love was avenged by her husband still feels pain beyond the torture experienced on her body.

The clear circle seemed to fall from the tail end of Aurelia's eyes, but she tried not to cry back when she looked at her husband and cousin, so evil they were both.

Faiza who had lost one leg and her face that looked a lot of wounds, still she raised her face arrogantly.

“So how Aurel is, I am not his lover but his wife Mas Dhafi, the woman he loves so much!” faiza is arrogant.

Ms. Hana heard him, so she approached and slapped her slap so tight on one of Faiza's cheeks.

“Dasaran pelakor! Cheap lady! Jalaang woman! Until now I will never acknowledge us as my son-in-law, and there is no blessing for your marriage!” maki Bu Hana has been stirring up his emotions to the crown.

Faiza was stunned, she looked stunned after receiving a slap from her mother-in-law.

Ms. Dilla put her body in front of her son. “I don't need your blessing for my son's wedding, most importantly my son is legally married religiously to Dhafi!” sentak Bu Dilla's.

Ms. Hana was getting reddened, and did not hesitate to throw her slap as hard as possible on the face of Bu Dilla, until the woman staggered back. “Company once new wedded series! Worth the child to be a actor, apparently supported by a mother who is the type of actor also seems to!” Ms. Dilla struck him with even higher intonation.

Bu Dilla who had turned her face, her neutrality sharpened on Bu Hana.

“STOP!” shouts Dhafi from his bed.

Everyone looked at Dhafi. “I really don't remember at all, please don't fuss. And you ... I don't know what your name is! Where could I have married you!” dhafi exclaimed as his hand pointed towards Faiza.

“A-what did Mas say, I am your wife who you love the most. I have proof we are married,” Faiza replied, she turned to her mother. “Bu request his phone.”

Ms. Dilla rushed to get her cell phone, and Faiza immediately searched for a video of her marriage to Dhafi, then she showed it.

Dhafi was silent when he saw the video of his kabul ijab with Faiza.

Ms. Ida suddenly chuckled a little, then pulled herself from her husband's grip because she felt weak, her legs also stepped closer to her biological sister.

“I did not expect to have a sane sister, you made my son's household life ruined!” maki Bu Ida still grabbed her sister's hair.

“This is all because of your son, all the men who approached Faiza always turned to Aurelia, pretentious beauty of your son .. snatch her cousin's boyfriend!” reply Bu Dilla followed shouting, and held his brother's hand so as not to grab his hair.

The more so Mother Ida beat her sister. “That once was you Dilla, my son was never close to any man, and Dhafi was the only man close to Aurelia. You dirty little sister!” maki Bu Ida is blind.

Aurelia is famous as a village flower in the village where she lives. The village flower is always silent at home, but if it is out of the house then many men will approach it including the girlfriend of Faiza who alternated, aurelia's parents rarely allowed her to leave the house unless she went to school. Bu Ida defended her son, because she knew how Aurelia who had never been close to any man until an arranged marriage with Dhafi.

On the basis of envy, make people ignore the bonds of brothers. Now, it looks like Bu Dilla has been battered by Bu Ida, and the riot has been controlled, it looks like there will be a broken fraternal rope at that time.

“Already Son, indeed you have to part with Dhafi, I agree .. indeed jerk your husband! You better be a young widow,” said Bu Ida when approaching her daughter.

Aurelia hugged her mother, Mother Ida began to sob and cry in the arms of her son, really today it was a heavy blow for her, she said, and it is the unmitigated family of his sister who destroyed the household of his own son, it is unexpected.

Miss Dilla who grimaced in pain turned her face when she was stared at by Bu Hana.

“Alright Mr. Jafri, I have always Aurelia's parents will bring my son back, and Aurelia's request for a divorce from Dhafi will be supported by us. And Mr. Dwi for the grocery store I will return soon,” said Mr. Heri when he floated his eyes to the old man.

Grandpa Dwi got up from his seat and patted the man on the shoulder. “No need you return, keep running the business, the grocery store is already yours, even though Aurelia will no longer be my granddaughter-in-law,” replied Grandpa Dwi sincerely, and implied very sorry for the attitude of his grandson.

“Thank you very much Mr. Dwi, then it seems we can not linger to be here, we say back to the village,” continued Mr. Heri.

An unexpected meeting, the intention of visiting the daughter-in-law who was affected by the disaster, actually dismantling the disgrace of the household that had been covered.

Ms. Hana and Jafri's father can no longer refute or oppose Aurelia's decision, all the evidence has been clearly exposed, coupled with the revelation of Dhafi's second marriage. Familiarity as a schoolmate between Jafri's father and Heri suddenly became awkward like a stranger.

“Daddy, please give me time, I do not want to divorce Aurelia, just if you can choose I will divorce Faiza right now, if necessary I will drop three talaq at this time, too,” said Dhafi rather begging, when he saw the family Aurelia say goodbye to go home. Dhafi had no power to prevent Aurelia from leaving, because of the wound he suffered on his body that he could not get up from the bed. It was a hard heart that hit Dhafi.

“Mas Dhafi!” Faiza's voice rose, her net was rounded when she heard her sir's husband's words.