
Day after day I passed all this alone, I still haven't done anything to get that woman back home. I wanted to ask Mamy but I'm prestigious, because I don't allow them to interfere with anything.
Now that I realized that I had started to depend on him, I really felt lonely without the presence of the woman. After dinner, I was restless and came to my mamy.
"Son. Are you sick, baby? Mamy sees you as if you're just getting nervous." Ask mamy.
"Eh mamy, not mam. I'm fine." My speech. I'm fine, but this heart is not good.
"Tell mamy, what has made mamy's son so nervous?" Ask her again.
"Honestly, I have felt lonely and lost my life ever since Wulan left this house. What should I do my?" Ask me with my face down.
"Couldn't you?"
"Yes." Yeah."
"If so go to her house, and explain everything to Wulan. Mamy's convinced she's a good woman and will forgive you."
"I'm ashamed of my."
"There is no shame in the matter of a wife or husband. Hurry up before he really divorces you."
"Divorce?" Ask me not to believe.
"Yes. Both her parents asked Wulan to divorce you, and your papa's friendship with Andi's mas has been falling apart ever since. That's why your dad doesn't want to say hello to you, son. He's disappointed in you." Mamy obviously to me. Are they so disappointed? So I decided to divorce my own wife?
"As? If it's true, I'll go and fix everything. I really have nothing to do with Dinda's cousin from Wulan."
"Yes, mamy believes in mamy's son."
"I go first, assalamualaikum."
"Key heart son, waalaikumssalam."
Is it that bad? I didn't want this match, but when I saw the woman for the first time. Honestly, I like it, but I'm ashamed to admit it all.
When I was leaving, I was stopped by Dinda. That itchy woman, why else would she come here? Was he dissatisfied that it was my household that was destroyed, after this. I will take Wulan to a new home, so that no one will bother us anymore.
"Hi dear." Dinda.
I looked back, saw if Mamy was still there or gone, and it was still there.
"Surge the lady jal*ng, because you're all a mess. My wife left this house because of you." Snap Me.
"Don't you want Amar? And don't you love your wife?" He asked with a flirtatious attitude.
"Don't ever come back into my home life or you'll regret it for a lifetime, step aside." I pushed her body that level back.
I really did not think out, he proudly admitted all his actions.
Along the way I was still thinking about how everything would react when I saw me coming and persuading my wife to come home, it would be weird if I did this. But if not, it'll all be even more messed up.
When I arrived in front of his house, I was still silently staring in the car, until suddenly there came a car from behind my class.
Tin
I was shocked and reflexively looked back, it turned out that it was my father-in-law's car, surely he had just worked. Finally I went inside, and was followed by my car. We got off together from the car, I approached her and greeted her.
"Waalaikumssalam, what are you doing here? Want to hurt my son again?" Ask her in a firm tone.
Deg
Apparently my father-in-law still has wounds because of yesterday's incident.
"No dad, I want to explain everything to you and bring my wife home, I'm so lonely dad." Answer me.
"Couldn't you?"
"Really dad. I'll let you explain everything."
"All right, come on in. Wulan usually cooks at this hour with her mother."
I followed her from behind, and entered. It turns out to be true, I was wailing around looking for my wife's whereabouts, until my father-in-law realized it. Until made her call Wulan to join us.
I miss her cooking, I miss her breakfast every morning. God allowed me to be back with my dear wife.
Soon he came, and sure enough. He was cooking, seen from his clothes that still use a special apron to cook. He was shocked to see me in this house. Her long hair was tied up, really as long as she stayed in my house. I never saw her take off her hijab. But I don't know if in a special room for her she opened the hijab. It is so beautiful and shining. He realized I noticed quickly he was running up to whatever he was going to do, I was still faithfully waiting for him in the middle room close to this kitchen.
Before long she came again, and this time she was wearing a hijab, so apparently she went upstairs just to wear a hijab? I also saw it, I am her husband. More precisely the husband who never gives an inner living to his wife.
He came up to us and sat down near his mother, his mother-in-law's gaze was very sharp on me, and made my guts shrink but I would still try to get my wife back home.
"Mas." He kissed my hand and sat down near his mother.
"Quick explain." Said mother.
"alright. Honestly, I have no relationship with Dinda, for God's sake. He kept coming to me and teasing me, even every time he came to the office to flirt. Because he knows, if he comes to papa's house, then he will be hot to see Wulan who happily serves me, prepare everything for me."
"Then?" Said the mother again, Wulan and the father-in-law just kept quiet.
"I swear to God, I don't have any relationship, and about me never touching a wulan. I'm sorry I was wrong for acting like that, so I'm really sorry for that, I promise I won't repeat."
Then I turned to Wulan who had just been quietly listening.
"Honey. I'm sorry, but I promise I won't let you back out of your life. I will hear all your words and requests. But please, go home, baby."
He was stunned to hear all that, because during this marriage I never seduced or said sweet to him. All my treatment was bad, until he finally spoke to me.
"I believe you, because to be honest when we got married. Dinda once said to me that she would take you from me. In various ways, and he really did that."
"What?" Say us simultaneously. I was really surprised to hear all that.
"How dare he say that to my son, he is like Nene and his father."
"I mean mother?" Wulan.
"Darling not to say that to children, let them live their home life." Reproofed father.
"Let them know the mas, actually ..."
"Assalamualaik." Luna's voice, until my mother-in-law's words were cut off. What exactly? I'm very curious.