WIDOW OH NO! OH YEAH!
Chapter 61 Return to the village

As soon as everyone looked towards the origin of the sound. When he woke up, he did not see his wife. He was afraid that being with his wife was just a dream. After opening both eyes he immediately went out of the room looking for the existence of the woman who always made her heart shake. But what he saw at this time, the wife did violence to the people his mother loved.

Hardian stepped closer, standing before the woman who had accompanied him to sleep last night. Aunt Stela was still sitting on the floor. Azizah came and helped Aunt Stela up. While Malik's father only interpreted it.

"I'm sorry to auntie!" hardian's orders are slow. However, it sounds firm.

"No!" replied the Princess with sharp eyes.

"I said apologize" Hardian repeated in a slightly louder voice. It was not without reason that he forced the Princess. He did not want the wife to be considered against the parents, although Hardian often disagreed with the aunt, but he never fought the woman. Moreover, the mother loved Aunt Stela very much.

"I don't want to."

"Don't make me force you to apologize."

"If I'm sorry, then I'm agreeing with all the charges against me. I'll never apologize. " The princess turned around. However, the man held his hand.

"I'm sorry!" Hardian looks angry, he does not like to be denied. Seeing the husband's gaze made the Princess smile bitterly. He let go of the man's hand with his other hand.

"You're asking me to apologize without asking what happened?"

"Whatever the reason, it is not justified to encourage parents."

"All right." With tears the Princess replied, then she looked at Aunt Stela. "Aunt me I'm sorry."

Aunt Stela smiled. "You don't have to apologize. Just be a good wife and don't argue with your husband."

The princess nodded then walked away from there. He went into the room and took a suitcase. Fortunately he was because the suitcase he had brought had not been dismantled, he only put in some other important objects. Carrying a small bag and cell phone, of course, he pulled the suitcase and then came out of the room. He got off in the elevator.

With a step he got out of the elevator. Everyone saw her, including her husband. Hardian looked at him with sharp eyes.

"If you dare to step out of this house, don't expect you to come back!"

Deg

That's how you feel about me. Well then, goodbye my husband.

The princess resumed her steps after being stopped because of the man who was still her husband's status, but somehow later whether the status was still the same or has changed.

Hardian clenched his hands tightly looking at the woman who was leaving without fear of her threat.

"What kind of woman is that? Go without husband's permission." Auntie's back making the atmosphere hotter. He laughed inwardly at the passing of the woman who claimed to be his nephew's wife.

He knew Hardian didn't love him very much, but the man still respected himself as his mother's younger brother.

Hardian left the place without saying anything. While Malik's father shook his head slowly. He did not not understand, only he let the son solve his own problems.

"Go! I don't want to see you in this house again until I get back."

"What does brother mean?"

"Go! While I can still be polite." After that Malik's father left the two women.

Aunt looked at Malik's father with stifled emotions.

Last night Azizah had spoken to her parents to repay their debt to Stela's aunt and they agreed.

"Come, let's go!"

"You.... " Aunty left Azizah with a face still filled with anger.

Eventually they both left the house.

"Auntie, sorry, I can't go with aunt. I'm gonna stay here. Thank you for helping the Azizah family all this time. For the debt I will return it," said Azizah lallu bowed her head.

Aunty looked at Azizah dislikefully and then left the woman without saying anything.

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While in the taxi, the woman who had just walked out of the mansion continued to cry without making a sound. The driver who was carrying him was silent as he occasionally glanced at him.

Must be a broken heart. Kids today love to play games.

After traveling for a long time, the taxi arrived at the village to which the Princess was headed. The hometown he had left for a long time. Unlike the conditions in the big city, here it still looks beautiful. The princess got off in the taxi after paying the fare. Either his parents will be happy or even worried about his arrival.

The princess stared at the not so big house. The house that bears witness to his childhood, he smiles and steps in.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Waalaikumsalam, Princess! You're home, son! Thank God, I miss you so much." Mother approached the Princess and hugged the princess only wayangnya tightly. Soon Dad came to them both.

"The daughter misses mom too. Father, the Princess also misses." The princess took off the mother's embrace and then changed to embrace the father.

"You came by yourself, son?" ask Dad while looking for a figure who has become the husband of the child.

"Princess comes home by himself. The Princess' husband does a lot of work" replied the Princess with a smile.

After her marriage, she had never been to her parents' house. Now go home when there is trouble. The princess felt a dilemma, should she tell a story or just be quiet.

"Dad already, don't ask again, let our daughter rest. You must be tired, there's rest."

"Princess goes into the room first yes, Mom, Dad." The princess walked into her room after her parents nodded their heads.

Father and mother were still in the same place, both of them staring at each other with the same thoughts.

"Did you think what you were thinking?" ask Mom with a worried face.

Dad tried to stay calm even though he also felt what mom felt. Never choose a mate wrong, make father regret. Not for no reason did you accept Hardian even though you realize that Hardian is much different from them. However, the words of Malik's grandfather were able to make the father agree. I hope that his choice at that time will bring happiness to the princess. He would feel guilty if the marriage of his two daughters would also end.

Dad took a deep breath. "We just pray, Mom. May our children always be happy. Don't ask me anything, Mom. Let him tell you his own story." Mother nodded her head. Then they went into the house. Father stepped towards the living room, while mother headed straight for the kitchen. He would cook his daughter's favorite food.

Every parent is worried about their child's happiness. Although sometimes parents do not want the child. But believe me parents just want their children to be happy.