
"Siska wait!"
The woman did not call her husband. She was determined to make her husband feel guilty and lost after his departure. Siska wanted to see how much the name Siska meant in the heart of a Haikal.
Haikal chased after his wife, at the pull of Siska's hand made the woman look back. Siska immediately threw the husband's hand.
"What else, Mom?" jolt Siska with a loud voice.
Fortunately, there was no one around them. Laila's neighbors are busy plowing rice fields for a bite of rice. Back again to Haikal who is now confused how to explain to his wife.
He wanted to hide his problem with Laila, because he knew very well how to care for a wife who could not be spoken to when she was angry.
"We need to talk. I'll make it all the same with you!" Haikal tried to persuade his wife, but unfortunately Siska would not. The woman already knew everything, she also knew that here the husband of the victim.
Laila is guilty. Not her husband, but Siska had to act as a hurt wife so that the love buried in Haikal's heart rose again.
"I don't need it, Mom. You've been fooling me all this time!" Siska shook her head quickly. Tears soaked the pregnant woman's chubby cheeks.
Haikal's heart ached, as in the thousands of sharp piercings. Never did he imagine that the problems he was a trivial even boomerang on him. Marriage that has been established for almost 8 years, threatened to run aground.
"I'm not fooling you, Sis! You're just misunderstanding, this isn't what your little brain thinks!"
Haikal tried to persuade his wife to hear his explanation. In addition Siska is pregnant, he is afraid that his wife and prospective child why-why.
"No need to play victim, Mom. What's wrong is not my cerebellum, but your big brain. It's all gone! Fuck ... You bastard, Mas!"
Siska cursed her husband with harsh words for the first time in life. Just contact Haikal's body was shocked, his brain was like freezing while trying to digest all the words of his wife.
"Astaghfirullah .. istighfar, Sis. You're pregnant! Can't be rude!" forbid Haikal with glaring eyes to see his wife.
Siska swallowed her rough saliva. Actually the woman was also surprised by her own sharp mouth. He didn't think he would be able to say rude.
His mouth cannot control. He wanted to get all the animal names out.
"Istighfar ..isthighfar! You're the one who should be istighfar. Shame can not anyway? I'm pregnant again, but you're instead***** other women until you're pregnant with your child!"
Siska again and again cursed her husband. It seemed that Siska had a hidden swearing talent, even Haikal himself did not know that his wife could turn rude like this.
On the other hand, Laila stared at the quarrel of the couple with eyes of guilt mixed with envy.
Back to Siska and Haikal. Both seem to be getting hotter. Both are at odds with their beliefs.
Haikal remembered the evidence he had inside Laila's house.
"I have proof that I'm innocent! Wait a minute .. Don't go anywhere!"
"Here we go!"
Haikal immediately picked up the photos and biography of Laila on the floor. When he's done, he's out, but baby. Siska got in her car first.
"Siska! Hey ... open the door!" Haikal shouted while knocking on his wife's car window.
Siska didn't look at him at all. Soon he drove off his car without caring for Haikal who shouted his name.
"Siska! Hold on, Siska! Siska .. I'm not cheating!" haikal shouted loudly mixed with panic.
Haikal's hands shook, his eyes reddened like he wanted to cry. His heartache was unbearable.
How's now? What's he supposed to do? The wife no longer wanted to hear his explanation! Isn't it, all the evidence he has will be in vain if his wife does not want to hear his explanation.
So, what about their marriage? His wife was pregnant and asked him to part temporarily. Haikal could not be separated, living almost 8 years with his wife had made Haikal accustomed to the presence of Siska.
And there were children among them.
"Akkk!" Haikal yelled in annoyance, venting his anger. Then he got into his car.
"Mas," call Laila unmoved by Haikal. The man did his car leave the rented court of his second wife.
Laila could only look at Pajero Haikal's passing car from before her.
"Why is my life so sad? When I became a good woman, I was hurt, when I became a bad woman, even I was hurt. I just want to live happily!"
Laila shed her tears. He hit his chest that felt tight. Remembering the dark times he had.
"So, the wife is unhappy. So, the actors were more unhappy. Do I not deserve to be happy, God?"
Laila was crying for her own life. Blame fate for not being able to be happy.
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