Wife Facing Unconsidered
part 9's. Take Care of Your Affairs Don't Take Care of My Affairs

After the quarrel was over, Kafkha preferred to lie on the soft mattress that he had cleaned his body first, he said, meanwhile Medina still sobbed small because of her husband's care arbitrarily to her, what harm Kafkha appreciates his wife, but Kafkha instead berated his wife.

"You think I feel sorry for that pretend cry of yours, cry as you please, I won't care, because you're my relationship with Clara is broken!" Kafkha never stopped berating his wife, he would always corner Medina because her heartache had not come off after what he received at this time.

"If your grandfather hadn't died, maybe I wouldn't have married a ninja like you, who would have accepted a pretentious girl like you!"

Kafkha's words never moved from berating Medina, no matter what she had in mind, so she was very much in love with Medina.

Medina was sobbing on the sofa, and half of her face was wet from crying.

"O Allah strengthen the heart of Dinah so that Dinah will not be easily vulnerable with this test that You have given!" inner Medina

Kafkha smiled cynically at the girl he cursed crying because of her actions, there was no compassion at all for Medina.

"Peccish woman!" as Kafkha laid her body on the soft bed, Medina wiped her tears and moved from the sofa to get her veil in the suitcase.

Medina went into the bathroom to change her veil that had been soaked with tears, she looked at herself in the mirror reflection, her eyes had been swollen from crying for too long.

"Hiks... Why does he hate me so much? hiks... what is my fault with him, hiks... he could berate his own wife, O Allah.. is this the form of the ordeal you give to the servant?"

Medina was crying in the bathroom because Kafkha's words were ringing in her head, she was satisfied she was crying in the bathroom and she came out.

Medina saw Kafkha who had fallen asleep on the bed, Medina preferred to sleep on the sofa rather than sleep with the man who broke her heart.

"You're my husband, but why is your mouth so venomous?

Medina was unable to sleep because Kafkha's words kept circling in her head.

He saw the clock on his cellphone that he had not touched, the clock showed at 02.00 wib, Medina chose to take ablution and perform evening prayers.

Medina opened her veil as she again performed her prayer, finished she performed the tahajud prayer now she looked up her palms.

"Yes Allah... Dina did not know what to do with the attitude of Kafkha mas, Dina just knew the character and nature of his very rude, what is the test of you, O God, is, if this is the test of marriage that you give, then the servant will sincerely carry it out, O Allah... In the hope that Kafkha may change over time, help Medina out of this test that You have given, O Allah. strengthen the heart of the servant, O Allah...!"

When she finished her prayer, she opened her face and folded her face back, Medina put her veil back on, when Medina finished her veil, Kafkha awoke he saw Medina again standing near his prayer mat.

Medina ignored Kafkha who was staring at her again, Medina resting herself on the sofa.

"Whom I thought, who told me to be my wife!"

Medina had already entered into her dreamland, at this time Kafkha again tried to call Clara's number, but Clara did not pick up the phone from Kafkha.

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At the moment Clara is being emotionally distraught by Kafkha's lies, Clara is very disappointed by Kafkha's lies.

"Why the hell kaf, are you lying to me? I've always believed the same thing you said but now you're lying to me, you leave me, you prefer to marry a girl who doesn't know herself, I'm less what? why do you have so much heart with me?, we have been together for so long, we have been together for 4 years but you even married that woman, what is the reason you married that village girl?

Clara stared at the darkness of the night due to the cloudy, she clasped her hands and then smacked her fist into the wall of her room.

"You evil Kafkha, you evil!"

No Clara's name if she's in an opponent like this, what's more was her embarrassment in front of the invited guests earlier.

"I will reclaim what is already mine, just look at you hypocritical woman, I will take Kafkha from you!"

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Darmansyah was unable to sleep because he thought of Kafkha and Medina, in fact Darmansyah was a little unsure of Kafkha, what else Kafkha was very angry and stubborn.

"Are my son-in-law's grandchildren okay with Kafkha, I'm so worried about my son-in-law's granddaughter again with Kafkha, what else Kafkha is so dissident!"

"Berdo'a just so that my granddaughter-in-law is fine, I'm sure Kafkha must be very angry with Medina, I know very well the character of my granddaughter, may you be strong Medina!"

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Morning arrived, Medina had finished performing her morning prayers, while Kafkha had not yet awakened.

"He's not awake yet!" As Medina approached her husband, she shook Kafkha's body to awaken Kafkha.

"Mas, wake up don't you pray?" medina said waking her husband up, Kafkha squirmed her body slowly she opened her eyelids.

"Wake up, soon the sunlight will appear, when will you perform your morning prayers?" medina

Medina was most abstinent to see someone leave her prayer, she was very angry if someone left the obligatory prayer, what else is Kafkha is now a husband, a priest and at the same time a role model as well.

"Whispering very much, who are you organizing my life ha?, just take care of your business do not take care of my business, go there!, just a day so my wife you have arranged my life, you have arranged my life, who are you who I am, assuming we don't know each other!" kafkha said pushing Medina's body using her powerful legs, lucky Medina can balance her body and not be upended.

"I'm your wife and you're my husband, I deserve to reprimand you mas, it's appropriate I take care of your business mas, we don't know each other but I'm trying to get to know yourself!" medina said in a very soft voice, Kafkha was very sick of Medina's voice that was good at answering all her words.

"Ck!" decak Kafkha then sat down and leaned his body on the head of the bed.

"Peccaneous girl! kafkha stared intently at Medina.

Medina smiled behind her veil, actually her heart was already sick to hear Kafkha's harsh words from last night, but she still strengthened her heart to stay strong to hear the words of her husband's curse.

"Sholat first, are you not afraid to go to hell fire? and torment your body!" medina

"Thus your business and don't take care of people, deaf girl, don't you hear my words!" bentak Kafkha's.

Medina smiled again behind her veil, as if she were deaf to Kafkha's words.

"As you are!" medina said then she prefers to sit on the sofa.

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