Divorced for Fatty
Chapter 4: The Woe

Intending to seek a defense. However, what Hana got was a sneer. The stepmother who had always thought good turned out to be the same as Bunga. From here Hana realized, that Tantri had been just theatrical. The kindness, sincerity and laughter that had been etched between them were merely camouflage.

"But the Flower is wrong, Ma!" hana Sentak.

"And do you think you're right? Look at your appearance, Hana. You are like a water bag. Which men are with a woman like you?"

"Ma ...."

Tantri stood up, next to her she looked at Hana. "Don't blame the actor if the wife looks legitimate just like a maid."

Hana's tears are getting worse. Now he realized that the one who stabbed him increased by one more person.

After saying that Tantri also turned the heel. He left Hana sitting on the living room sofa. It was destroyed his hope to be defended.

Hana stepped slowly towards the door. His head was heavy, his heart was sore, his strength slowly disappeared and unable to support his weight. The frail woman finally staggered in the doorway. He sobbed even more intensely thinking about how the fate of his household.

***

Meanwhile at home, Bagas was waiting. He had heard from Bunga that their forbidden relationship was already known to Hana. So, the man thought there was no need to pretend to love Hana anymore because there was no sense left.

After waiting for almost an hour finally the person who was waiting with a thunderous heart arrived as well. Nyalang Bagas looked at Hana who staggered unsteadily upon entering the house. With explosive emotions he called out to Hana and pulled her to a rough seat on the sofa.

"Mass?"

Hana's reddened eyes stared at her late husband who had cheated on her. There was anger that she could not describe in her husband's net. And during getting to know, only this time Hana saw the other side of Bagas.

"Why you?" ask her with a vibrating tone. He hates Bagas for cheating, but is not willing to be abandoned because his love is so great.

"What did you do to the flower?" tanya Bagas with a snapping tone.

Hana who heard that glared. He just realized that Bunga must have complained. Although her heart ached, Hana stood up, thinking she should still wake her husband up. He was sure, It was the flower that caused Bagas to change. He held his hand and ignored Bagas' gaze which seemed to be able to swallow him round and round.

"Mas, I'll forgive you. Just promise you won't repeat it. I'm not gonna bring this up either. But please, Mas. End that relationship. I'm your wife. We ...."

His voice hung because Bagas violently brushed his hand away. The thick-bodied woman even sat back down. His power was completely drained.

"I want a divorce!"

Bak was struck by lightning, Hana who was about to stand back down.

"Maas ...."

Bagas turned his heel, he took an envelope from the drawer and threw it at Hana with a pen. "Sign that! I don't want to have a fat and ugly wife who can't take care of herself like you!"

Crushed melting. Hana's heart was no longer left when she realized that everything had been prepared by her husband. The small fragments of the good memories of the two of them had instantly vanished in the wind. Despite the shock, Hana still tried to stand up. However, Bagas did not care to hit him until he sat back down. Hana's cry broke out there.

After Bagas died, Hana who was still lamenting fate was suddenly made uncomfortable. Like there was something in his stomach that was crammed asking to be removed. With wide steps he ran towards the bathroom. There, it spills everything.

Hana wiped away the tears and stared at her reflection from the mirror. Then he opened the drawer that was available there. With trembling hands she reached for the pregnancy test kit she had always set.

Hana's tears spilled again after seeing the tool showed two red lines which means there is already a fetus in her womb.

"Oh my God, what should I do? What am I supposed to do? How am I gonna deal with this?" his groaning that was getting longer and more sounded bitter. The expected child after a long time is finally present, but unfortunately in the state of the household that is in chaos.

Hana stood up, hurriedly washed her face and fixed her appearance. "I cannot be weak. I have to be strong. There's a child in my womb. He needs Dad. I'm sure this child is a gift God gave me to fix this marriage."

With long steps Hana got out of the house. He ignored his hunger and kept driving towards the house where Bunga lived. He could not give up when the household was on the verge of collapse.

***

"Go from here! I insist I won't leave Bagas!" jolt of Flowers when seeing Hana standing in the doorway.

"Flower, please. Release Bagas. You are still beautiful, you can get any man. But not Bagas. He's my husband. Moreover, now I .. I am pregnant with her child," said Hannah. She was sad and full of sadness in her voice.

However, the flower that has been insulted because it was slapped Hana was crossed. "Kneel down! Maybe I can consider this request of yours?"

The desperate Hana knelt down. Her tears are seeping. "Please, cut off your relationship with my husband."

Flowers that did not intend to leave Bagas' life were smiling triumphantly.

"Sorry, I can't. So Hana, stop doing things in vain. Just sign the divorce papers Bagas gave us and get out of our lives."

After saying that, the flower turned around. He slammed the door hard. Then, carve an evil smile. "I, won't let you be a hindrance, Hana. Never will."

***

The Papa is on a business trip out of town and will return tomorrow, while Bagas, continues to ignore phone calls from him.

Dark, Hana felt her world crumble in an instant. Didn't expect Bagas so easily decided to divorce himself after they went through all. The housewife he thought was fine shattered in an instant.

The love that used to be high-stakes as if there was no meaning in the heart of the man. Hana's decline is also increasingly becoming a time to remember what has been done by her sister and stepmother.

While weeping like that suddenly there was a noise outside. Hana rushes to make up her appearance thinking her husband is coming home. With a raised smile he ran towards the direction of the voice coming from the living room.

In fact, it was not Bagas that was seen but some people dressed all in black. They were wearing masks and looked to be ruffling the room.

"W-who are you?" ask Hana stammered. His eyes moved wildly observing the three suspicious men there. Fear broke out when they heard the laughter of those people.

Hana's shock did not reach there, suddenly someone hit her head. Hana was unsteady and collapsed, her consciousness was thinning, her gaze was also beginning to twitch. Not to mention, kicks and punches hit his stocky body.

Hana roared, she screamed in pain and asked to be let go. He begs for mercy, but they don't care and continue to shower Hana's stomach with kicks until Hana's moans disappear from their hearing.

***

Faintly Hana heard the voice of people talking. His heavy eyes he opened slowly and the glare of the lights made him return closed, after which he looked around again. At the end of his foot was a male figure that he loved so much that he was attaching a cell phone to his ear.

"Dear, relax! I'll be there when he wakes up. Don't worry, I won't leave you. I love you, Bunga. So don't be jealous like that."

After that, a small ruckus sounded. Hana's heart was sliced back. It feels like a thousand daggers. A loving husband chooses infidelity over his self who has sacrificed a lot. His heartache was beyond physical pain.

"Hey, don't sulk. I'm not going back to him. She also miscarried."

Back, Hana shed tears. He touched his fat belly. When he heard the sobbing sound from behind, Bagas turned his body and disconnected the call.

"It's obvious you're, '" he said, then headed for the nightstand. "I found you last night and brought you right here. I didn't know you were this sloppy until we robbed, but thank God nothing was missing."

Hana felt like she was squeezed in her heart. Bagas did not care at all about his state.

"I'm carrying your child, Mas." Hana's lips twitched saying that.

"But you've miscarried! But good, we're still getting divorced anyway."

Hana quiet. Their eyes were clashing. Hana was full of tears while Bagas was full of hatred. The man also unreservedly threw the brown envelope at her.

"Sign that!"

"Mas, I love you."

"But I'm not anymore!

Hana. His shoulders were shaken violently.

"Sign that. I'll give you three days." After that Bagas without a care went from there.

Seeing the back of the husband who had been lost swallowed by the door, Hana also collapsed in the bed. Her red and watery eyes stared at the lights. Bagas was truly gone, both his heart and body no longer belonged to him.

Not long ago, Arman entered. The old man walked over to Hana's bed. Then, see the situation of his son who is very concerned.

''Hana ...."

Hana sat down, she hugged the waist of her papa and spilled out all the stifling taste of the chest. Of the many people only her father could hope for.

With tears in her eyes, Hana told her everything she had been through yesterday. Telling a wound is the same as scraping it again. But he also cannot remain silent.

"So what should I do, Pa? What should I do," whispered Hana. Papa's clothes were wet with his tears.

Arman unravels the hug. From Netra Hana he could already catch that there really was a wound there, even very deeply and Arman understood that.

It's just that his relationship with Tantri has only just begun. He loves Tantri and is not willing to be divorced either. After all, he thought Hana would be better off getting a divorce from Bagas. Bagas does not appreciate so for what is maintained.

Arman sat down and wiped away the tears of the child. "You better agree to that."

"Pa...."

"Papa can't do anything, honey. Papa also could not block the Flowers and Bagas. They are grown up and have many ways to continue their relationship. So Papa advises, let go of such a jerk."

"Mr ...." Hana's tears are growing again.

"Mendiang your mother has a heritage house outside this town. Papa's advice forget Bagas and live your precious life. Start from there. If Papa's free, Papa's going to see you. Forget about him, honey. Cheating is a hard disease to cure. If he can cheat, then later it can also be like that. Your tears are too precious to cry for her."