I bought your Husband

I bought your Husband
I prefer to listen to my heart


"Duhh son of Ratih, have you been here a long time?" ask Rohmi's mother


Ratih smiled, as his face turned inward.


"That's why Iqbal was fired from Syakila's office" said Mrs Rohmi


"Oohh, if that's my office job, ma'am, I just happen to need an assistant for me." said Ratih


"You're sure you want to hire Iqbal,?" ask Rohmi


"Mom sure, if Syakila could just hand the company over to Iqbal. Why don't I just make it my assistant." said Ratih


"Asistant huh?" asked Bu Rohmi a little disappointed


"The assistant, who will accompany Ratih wherever Ratih is ma'am." said Ratih. "For what, ma'am? because Ratih wants to always be close to Iqbal" he added


"Iqbal, niihh nik Ratih just want to hire you. You should release Syakila, Train it's love with you." said Mrs Rohmi


"Assalamualaikum." said Syakila suddenly. The three men turned their heads and saw the arrival of Syakila.


"Yes, this is not what you think it is. It's just a misunderstanding" Iqbal said


"Why?" ask her.


"What they're talking about, don't you listen to me. I just want us to go back to what we used to be" Iqbal said.


"What am I listening to them say. I will only listen to my heart. So do not worry." said Syakila. " And I came here because I wanted to deliver divorce papers we're out" she said, shuffling a brown envelope.


"Sign this. And we will soon be finished." said Syakila haughtily. Maybe haughty in front of arrogant wamita is a choice that must be done.


"Yes, can you separate us?" ask Iqbal


"You may see him, I will not forbid him. Because he is also your son." said Syakila.


"I have to go" said Syakila


"Yes, Syakila.. Wait a minute." cried Iqbal. But Syakila still breezed away from the house of people who never considered it.


"Iqbal, stop.. My mother wouldn't admit she was my granddaughter. You're a strong man dong. Don't be weak in this cake." grumbled Miss Rohmi


"Thank God, Syakila wants to let go of Iqbal. That means I'll have plenty of opportunities to get Iqbal back. "inner Ratih.


Iqbal went back in, when Syakila was unwilling to stop and continued on his way.


"Iqbal, stop.. There are still many women who want to be with you. You're that handsome. So don't be afraid you won't get another wife" Rohmi said


Iqbal stopped stepping, then immediately turned around and looked at the already wrinkled face of the woman. "Mom's content to destroy my family, ma'am? Son-in-law as good as Syakila only mother can not accept. Then what kind of daughter-in-law do you want." said Iqbal.


Ms. Rohmi was suddenly silent. Can't answer his son's words. Iqbal never spoke flat like this with his mother. Ms. Rohmi realized what she was doing was wrong. Syakila has been giving her best for her family. But what Bo Rohmi retaliates for Syakila is really bad. And he did not realize, Ms. Rohmi did not admit that the child in Syakila's birth was her grandson.


"Mom, don't take heart. Maybe Iqbal is still in shock.how about we just walk." said Ratih.


Suddenly, Rohmi's face changed. There is truth to be seen in the tired eyes of the old woman.


"This is what I want. A daughter-in-law who never looked at who she was. Always treat her like her own real mother." her inner self


"Look. mother change clothes first" he said


"Buet ma'am, Ratih wait here."


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Syakila decides to leave her job and also her parents. Syakila really wants to calm his mind and heart.


After the 2-month incident when Syakila visited Iqbal's house, with the intention of ushering in divorce papers. From that moment on, Iqbal found it difficult to remove Syakila. Especially when Iqbal realized that he wanted a child. But instead they had to separate because of Iqbal's own mistakes.


Every day Iqbal kept pressing to appeal and also asked to drop the lawsuit, but because Syakila refused. Forced Iqbal must beg Syakila every day.in the office even desperate to go to the house of his parents.


Syakila feels her life is getting terrorized by her ex-husband.


Cruel...


Syakila is not cruel, it's just that Syakila has enough to withstand the inner pain of the treatment of people around Iqbal.


Syakila wants a normal life with her baby.


Iqbal was sitting in the workspace that Ratih gave him. "Bal, you're taking me to my wedding tonight, you want to?" ask Ratih


"Aren't I Ratih's assistant, who must serve and accompany wherever he goes." said Iqbal, who is still busy with his work


"Yes, sigh, you have to obey what I say" he said.


"Bal, don't you want to get married again? you've been living a long, long life" said Ratih


"I don't think until there again mbak. I can't guarantee, my mother can accept my choice." said Iqbal.


"Mom's gonna like me Bal, you shouldn't try to get to know me more" Ratih said.


"Mbak looks like I have to get on with work again." Iqbal cut.


If there are other jobs, Iqbal prefers to work elsewhere.


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"Mother, Shanum can play horse not the same brother Agil?" ask Shanum


"Don't baby, we'll be home soon" Syakila said.


"But Shanum wants to play with Agil's brother." he whined


"Tomorrow yes, Shanum will have to get home soon. There is Uti who is waiting for Shanum." replied Syakila


"Sir Vera We go home first." said Syakila


"Yes, be careful." replied Vera. Vera is the older cousin of Syakila's father who lives in Malaysia. Their relationship is very close. That Kare Ba Syakila and Vera had studied together abroad.


"Mother, why does brother Agil have a father while Shanum does not. Agil's brother is bigger than Shanum's." asked Shanum


"Shanum has a father. And Shanum's father is at work. For us." he said


"Yuk we're home. We play with Uti again." said Syakila.


they stepped away from Vera's house.


different from this woman.


After his meeting with Iqbal a few years ago. And it was known by her husband.made the husband angry. So that the husband would throw the woman away.


Imel wamita who has destroyed the Syakila family with Iqbal, now his life is very messy. He has a son who does not know who his father is


A boy who is 3 years old. "Mother." whined a very thin little boy.