Young Wife For My Husband
CHAPTER 40 The Awareness of Amelia Who Has Returned
Amelia sat behind the motorcycle seat that Solehudin was riding quietly.
His hands were holding the waist of the Husband without any other thought except to think of where He would stay.
Eavesdropping on the chatter of Inayah and Gaga, Amelia increasingly felt she was only burdening her parents and relatives.
To live with Soleh and Juriah, it turns out that many people who interfere and do not agree.
Amelia's confused.
Wanted to discuss with Soleh, but now they are on their way.
Seems to have a mind of its own too. He just looked forward, focused on bringing the vehicle until not a word came out of his mouth.
Until they reached the residence of the parents of Soleh.
Tito welcomed the happy return of his motorbike brought again by Soleh.
Her brother-in-law is now all very different. The more arrogant his face. Maybe because it feels cool and great to have a wife of two and equally bucin to him.
Makes Tito resentful to see his arrogance.
Especially now that his financial pockets are like Doraemon pockets that are always full.
As at this time, Soleh gave him another five hundred thousand rupiahs while saying, "Now! Don't babble because of your bike I brought a long time!"
"Yes, Bang!" sahut Tito with a grinning smile but a fat heart aka slack.
Tito did not say much other than directly give all the money that Soleh gave to his wife who was accompanying his daughter to take a nap.
Soleh also gave the money of five hundred thousand to Mariana.
But his mother seemed dissatisfied.
"just this? Did you deposit it to the bigger Amel?" guessing it made Amelia sigh long.
"Si Amel doesn't even love money!" timpal Soleh makes Mariana tick.
"We're going to the city. Want to clean up the rented house and make a letter move to RT."
"Yes. You can work in Mr. Ojan's workshop. Urus his auto parts store. There's a lot of gold in there if you can take their hearts!"
Amelia was just a spectator and a listener.
Her husband talked for a while with his parents.
There Amel felt like a robot. Which is silent because in on off mode. Only the ears hear the maximum.
Even Amelia did not dare to remind Soleh that it was late afternoon. It's been two o'clock. Amelia worried about her nightfall to the capital. But did not dare to tell and rebuke the Husband.
Until Solely realized himself and say goodbye to Mariana and Anta who just returned from the coffee shop.
Biskota at five o'clock became the vehicle that brought them back to the capital.
Along the way, Amelia kept quiet as did Solehudin.
Soleh was even busy chatting with Juriah with his rather mes+m language taking care of such things. Until occasionally his smile expands to forget that his first wife sat at the side and occasionally also glanced at their chattan read as well.
Amelia turned her face.
It was hot, it was red, it was upset but like it couldn't do anything about it.
Very angry, but not in place.
Wanted to run away, but ran away and had no money either.
Now Amelia only wishes Soleh had come back to herself before marrying Juria.
At eleven o'clock in the evening, they arrived at the rented house.
Amelia stared longingly while waiting for Soleh to unlock the door of her rented house.
Ten days they left him. There must be a lot of dirt inside that Amelia has to clean up.
Until suddenly, though,
"Bang Soleh? Sister Amel? Geez, be at home in the village, just come home now. Hehe..."
Diki, the neighbor next door to the contract reprimanded them.
"Hey, Brother! Yes. Hehe... Night shift huh? Just home?" Soleh tanya tried to be friendly even though her face looked tired.
"Yes Bang! Yo wes met break Bang, Ma'am! I also want to rest hehehe..."
Amelia just smiled faintly and nodded slowly.
Soleh opened the door and let Amelia enter first.
"Tick up the bed, change the bed! Definitely dirty. I'm going to bed fast. Sleepy!" he said he was getting used to the rough intonation of talking to Amel. It was very different when he spoke to Juria.
Amelia plainly complied.
He lifted pillows and bolsters to replace the bed linen that smelled damp.
Amelia looked up at the ceiling. There's a patch of water. Like a raindrop that pours. Make him finally know where the smell of damp on their bed came from.
Srek
There was a white sheet of material inscribed with Arabic letters that Amelia did not understand for what and who put it.
Deg deg deg deg
Deg deg deg deg
Amel's heart was pounding.
He took and observed every Hijaiyah letter written on it. Like.., there is a mysterious purpose contained in it.
Amelia still tried to be quiet. To ask Soleh, it felt too early and it was already night anyway. Feeling tired and tired sitting for hours in a loud biscity chair can make their chatter deviate into a commotion.
Amelia opened one by one her pillowcase and...
Clotrak.
Something fell out of his pillow and rolled under the bed.
A white pack. It made Amelia tremble in fear.
Amelia squatted down to take.
Curiosity overcame his fear. His eyes looked towards Soleh who was sitting in the front seat while smoking his kretek cigarette very relaxed. Amelia undoes her intention to call Soleh.
By reading the basmalah, Amelia opened the stitches of the rectangular white package.
"Bismillah!"
Hands shaking. His eyes did not blink staring at the contents of the pouch that had decomposed.
There were clumps of her hair, clippings of her nails, even a small bundle that Amelia opened the third was her long-lost celdam.
"Astaghfirullahal..."
Amelia was surprised while being privileged. Instantly his memory thought so far away that he was surprised to hear the ringing of Solehudin's phone.
"Hallo's? The darling? Not sleeping?"
Amel's heart immediately exploded.
Soleh, greet Juriah affectionately and call dear. Instantly her emotions surged and, Amelia stood up to go towards Soleh.
Srek.
He pulled the Husband's phone.
"Respect me when you're with me, Bang!" it felt like it had been hidden for a long time. And Soleh glared at Amel's behavior.
"Amelia?!?"
Brakes.
Amelia slams into Soleh's phone. Split into a few messy pieces on the floor.
Her tears are flowing. Now like a line of words that are no longer strong restrained at the tip of the lips, Amelia threw all her strings.
"You, Bang. The more here your behavior gets irritating! You said I had to endure and be patient! Till when? Until I die because I hold the emotion in my mind and you laugh and make a fool out of it?"
Plaque.
Soleh slaps Amelia.
He took the pieces of his phone that became the item that had no price anymore.
"You're crazy, Bang!"
"You're crazy, Amelia! I'm tired, thinking about your life and mine ahead, but instead of being a good wife, you're acting like you're the queen I should always be flattering and bowling!"
"I'm asking for a divorce! Divorce me now!!! I'm not strong living constantly like this with you crazy treasure!!!"
Plaque plaque plaque
Soleh lunged at Amelia. He slapped his first wife on the cheek with an uncontrollable soul emotion until Amelia shouted loudly.
"Tolooong! Tolooong!!!"
"Mom, Ma!? Bang Soleh?!?"
There were voices outside the house and...
Perches.
Diki, his wife Tasya and a young man whom Amelia knew the other day but now forgot his name barged into their rented house.
"Be aware, Bang!"
They saw Soleh strangling Amelia's neck and pulled her away immediately.
"Istighfar, Bang! Oh God..."
That night became a night of tragedy that almost took the life of Amel until they were all led to the home of the Rukun Residents of the local Islah and recounted at one night.
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