
"Mas, Iqbal. I beg you to forgive me mas, I still love you." he exclaimed, Imel was very frustrated after being lived by the man who apparently still occupies his heart.
Before long Iqbal had arrived in front of his wife's house. Iqbal stopped and immediately got off the taxi, after paying the taxi, Iqbal immediately walked towards the gate.
Fr.kreekk... KreeKK..
"Kok in the key anyway? Is Syakila angry?" inner Iqbal.
"Isn't home yet?" his monologue.
Iqbal immediately pulled out his phone, and immediately called Syakila's number, but the number was off.
From upstairs, Syakila saw her husband who was confused because he did not get the entrance. "You asked for this, didn't you promise to fix everything, but why did you embarrass me in front of your ex-wife?" muttered.
Syakila immediately closed the window curtains, then immediately.rmbadingkan his body on the mattress.
It is what Syakila is feeling right now. After being fought by her husband. But arrived at his death in the way of the husband who hurt his heart.
While Iqbal, Iqbal tried to climb the fence of his house. Iqbal thought Syakila went to her mother's house. But Iqbal was very surprised, when he saw on the porch of his house there was his suitcase.
"Syakila, you're really disappointed in me." he murmured. Though Iqbal thought everything would be fine. But Iqbal was wrong, the wife did not accept his decision.
"Yes, open the door. Mas sorry.. Please open the door." Iqbal cried while knocking on the door.
Syakila did not go out. And continue to sleep. Because tomorrow Syakila will be working again, and take her position back.
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Syakila woke up, when the door was knocked very rusty from the outside.
Syakila blinked her eyes, then immediately tilted her body and continued to wake up. Syakila immediately opened the door and.
PLAAKKKP.... Syakila instantly got a slap on her left cheek.
Syakila grimaced while holding her hot cheeks.
"Mom, don't ma'am. This isn't Shakila's fault. But Iqbal was wrong" said Iqbal, pulling his mother's hand.
Syakila just silently looked at them alternately with a flat gaze.
"Basically, the wife does not appreciate the husband.the husband works even in the expulsion.so this.this is. which is called a good wife, Iqbal" said Bu Rohmi.
Syakila immediately breezed her way into the kitchen to make milk. Didn't want to respond to a debate with her mother-in-law about the speech that was thrown.
"Basically, there is no son-in-law. So this is how you're playing with marriage. So this is how you welcome your in-laws?" asked Ms. Rohim in the steps of following Syakila.
"Mothers. Already ma'am.. Don't be lengthened." Iqbal reprimanded.
"Yes, I'm sorry" said Iqbal.
After making milk, Syakila sat back to enjoy warm milk. Can't stand the ramblings of his in-laws. Syakila immediately got up from her seat and immediately walked back to the room.
"Sir, today I will eat out, if aunt wants to rest at home. Just rest home." said Syakila
"Baa... Well Miss." she replied.
Syakila immediately left her husband and father-in-law. Iqbal immediately followed Syakila in his room.
"Yes, I know you're mad at me. But please listen to my explanation again. After that I won't force you again." said Iqbal.
Syakila remained indifferent to her husband, Syakila went straight into the bathroom to prepare for the office.
After not so long. Syakila saw Iqbal still faithfully waiting for her. Syakila immediately put on her face with her perfunctory makeup. As he often does.
After finishing off with her makeup, Syakila immediately came out. Iqbal could only regret what he did last night. If only I could not come. Maybe right now, we're still joking.
"Iqbal, your wife.. Defying the rich man's mind, carelessly treating us." Rohmi ma'am
"Mom, I'd better go home, let Iqbal take care of everything" Iqbal said
"Iqbal, you're kicking mom..?" asked Ms. Rohim who was very surprised by her son's changed attitude.
"Mom, understand. Our relationship is not good. Iqbal has made Syakila again disappointed." said Iqbal
"Oh yeah, mom's here. Because last night I got a story from Ratih. If Ratih saw Syakila yesterday in the hospital.Syakila indeed suffered from what disease?" ask Mrs Rohim
"Syakila is pregnant with my daughter, Mom, so please come home first. Later that night Iqbal to mother's house." said Iqbal
"Yes, mom came home first. Remember that your problem will be solved immediately." said Mrs Rohmi
Iqbal immediately prepared to go to the office to catch up with his wife. After making sure that her mother came home.
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Syakila was talking seriously with her lawyer. Syakila is determined to divorce her husband. It was enough that he felt the pain that his summation was doing. The purpose of marriage is to build a household that is sadinah mawaddah, not a household that has many problems.
"But, Miss Syakila is pregnant?" ask Pak Yoga as a lawyer who will handle Syakila divorce.
"What if I was pregnant with her child. Will it hinder our divorce?" ask Syakila
"It doesn't really matter. Because the iddah period of a pregnant woman is until she gives birth" she said
"Only, I watched when the child was born, he could not even meet his father" said Pak Yoga.
"I won't stop them from meeting sir. I am not a bad woman." - Syakila.
Iqbal arrived just entered Syakila's room. And Iqbal was surprised by the presence of a male guest in Syakila's room.
"See," he said
"Sorry, this is my room. And I've moved your room next to Diana's." Syakila said
"Yes. I want to talk to you about something." said Iqbal
"If there's anything you want to talk about. You can directly talk to Pak Yoga, Pak Yoga this will take care of our divorce mas," said Syakila
"Yes,"
"I'm still busy, maybe Pak Yoga can explain it." Syakila said steadily and without looking at Iqbal's face.
Iqbal had to go out. And had to enter the room next to Diana.
Iqbal entered the room and seeing that Diana was already busy with her computer, Iqbal immediately sat down and looked at Diana
"I told you never to disappoint my best friend. But you don't care about it." said Diana. While his hands are still agile on the keyboard in front of him.
"Diana, can you help me, please,?" ask Iqbal.
Diana turned her head and looked at Iqbal's face, which looked like there was regret there. "If it's about your relationship. I can't, because it's not my territory to interfere with your household." Diana replied
"I just want you to persuade Syakila not to divorce" Iqbal said
"Iqbal, have you forgotten who I am? I reiterate once again. Syakila is my best friend, and I don't like to see my best friend get hurt. Do you know.. Syakila's been trying to accept you. Syakila has tried to be patient with your attitude that does not stick to the commitments you promised. Shakila tired, Syakila cape Iqbal, if every day must be faced with a woman who cannot accept herself. Syakila has eaten too much of your mother's hurtful words. From your attitude that never defended her. So maybe let go of Syakila well. As Syakila used to get you in a good way" Diana said at length. Honestly Diana was very unbearable when Syakila told me about her husband and mother. In addition to the women who were present alternately. Without any firm attitude from Iqbal