Retaliation of Persecuted Wife
Chapter 33 On Sale

Chapter 33

On Sale

A week after the judge's hammer beat, I planned to sell the items that were in the house. I also gave Mas Heru and his wife a week to move out of the house. I think with that time, it was long enough for Mas Heru who only brought his clothes from the house.

Surti ma'am I contacted before, to offer the goods at home to the neighbors at low prices. My plan is, I'll save some of the money from the sale, and I'll give the rest to the orphanage.

Items that are full of memories with Mas Heru, and remind me of his betrayal, do not want me to save let alone use it.

"Tock... Geck... Geck!"

"Assynoltom..."

I knocked on Surti's door and said hello.

"Goddessalam.." Answer someone from inside the house.

"Dek Beautiful, come on in! We haven't seen each other in a long time, let's sit here!" Surti greeted me with enthusiasm.

"Yes, Mother."

I also sat not far from Surti. Sometimes I peek at the house next to the Mother Surti I used to live in.

"Looks like there's no one next door huh Ma'am?" I wondered who saw the door shut, but the window opened.

Does Mas Heru still live in that house? Inner wondering. Though I have asked him to leave the house immediately because I will install a sign 'In Sell'.

"It looks like there's still a Lovely Deck. But is it true that you're officially divorced?" Ask Mommy Surti.

Maybe he wanted to make sure after our call a few days ago.

"Yes Ma'am, so the things in the house I want to sell. Because those things belong to me."

"But. It's the Deck. Something I want to tell you."

"Why Mother?" I asked puzzled and curious to see the serious-looking Surti looking at me.

"Anu loh Dek, before the Beautiful deck called me yesterday, I had seen Mr. Heru carrying some items such as sofas, ornamental cabinets as well as wardrobes. Not to mention the TV, the fridge and there were still some unclear I saw because the transport time was already night and a little dark."

Deg, man,

"Haha?!"

I gasped to hear Surti's words just now. My mind immediately suspected one thing, that Mas Heru had moved my belongings somewhere.

"Bak sure?" Manya make sure.

"If it's a little dark, I can still see that it's Mr. Heru. And also there is no one else who holds the key to the house other than Mr Heru?"

True, the key of the house was only held by Mas Heru himself. If true what Mbak Surti said, it means Mas Heru has stolen my belongings.

Astagfirullah, why did Mas Heru's behavior become like this?

"Then we'd better get there." Invite me straight up from the sofa Ma'am Surti.

I hurried to walk towards the house I used to live in followed by Surti's mother behind me. Can't wait to know the truth that was just conveyed by Mbak Surti.

"Tock... Geck.. Geck!"

I knocked on the door without saying hello.

"Tock... Geck...Geck... Tok!!"

This time it was stronger and longer because there was no response from within.

"Cabit! Finally the door was opened.

"Who is it?" Asked a thin yet tall man.

I looked at the stranger who opened my door.

I looked at Mbak Surti, who knows he forgot to tell me. However, he was no less confused to shake his head.

"I am the owner of this house. This house I just bought two days ago from Mr. Heru."

The jedar!! As if hearing lightning in the morning before noon, I heard the news that made my blood boil and went straight up to the crown.

Oh my God, what trials have been on me this time. I guess with the end of the marriage bond with Mas Heru, I do not need to stress let alone dizzy to face Mas Heru and his family. But it turns out, Mas Heru again made a act that made me continue to hold back emotions.

"But this house is in dispute sir!" I said.

"I'm sorry Mom, I bought it with clear letters, even I have checked in BPN (National Defense Agency), that this house is not a problem at all."

"I've just divorced Mr. Heru. The things in this house fell into my possession. While this house will be divided by two of the proceeds from the sale." I was clear to the man.

"Regarding the items, I bought this house already in an empty state. And as for Mother's rights, I can call Mr. Heru and ask for a share."

My chest is tight, really Mas Heru is so heartless to hurt this heart. My body immediately limp, and almost barn if only Ms. Surti did not hold me, maybe I had fallen.

"Thank you sir for the description. My next door neighbor, my name is Surti."

"Both Surti."

"Then we'll excuse you sir. Sorry to bother you." Surti said to the new owner of the house.

"All right."

"Let's Deck, let's go to my house first."

I was unable to say anything, I thought I was suddenly empty and could only obey Surti who brought me back to his house.

Until the house of Mbak Surti, I sat on the sofa and still daydreaming about what Mas Heru did to me. Ma'am Surti stepped inside, I don't know what he was doing left me pensive here.

Moments later, Surti came with some warm tea and some sponge cake on the plate.

"Drink the Deck, calm down your heart and mind."

I followed and sipped the warm tea. My mind is a little calmer, but this chest still feels claustrophobic about the actions of Mas Heru.

"That means that the night that Madam Surti saw Mas Heru hooking up the goods, she had already sold the house."

"It looks so Beautiful Deck. Oh well, I really did not end up thinking the same Mr. Heru. Just this time I met a man who was so desperate to ask for forgiveness. Uh, sorry about the Lovely Deck."

"It's okay, Ma'am, he's not my husband anymore."

"Patience to the Lovely Deck..."

I nodded despite being very tired of facing Mas Heru and was often in a state of heart that was not okay.

I believe that Allah loves me so much that He gives me many trials and surely He knows that I am capable of living. God has arranged everything, according to his time. And until now I tried to accept the situation without hating reality.

I say goodbye to Mbak Surti heart and mind is quite calm and my energy began to recover. I returned to the boarding house to rearrange the future plan that had been damaged by Mas Heru.

***

Arriving at the boarding room I threw myself. Suddenly there was an unstoppable taste again, a heartache spread and tears began to melt on the cheeks. This chest is back to being claustrophobic about my own life story. From the plan to give a surprise to Mas Heru ended up finding him cheating with other women. In addition to the nature of Mas Heru who has been hidden tightly all this time, makes me lament my stupidity all this time.

Slandered, scorned and cursed especially not appreciated all I guess at the same time. What's my fault with them? Plain women who are blind to love even with smiling faces I always precede their interests. Blame me for now only wanting justice for my feelings that betrayed his love.

Whatever I give origin to Mas Heru does not wish me. But it turns out I was wrong, I was not aware that Mas Heru who was once loving and caring turned out to be a man who always lacked affection.

This feeling in the chest continued to erupt with tears that continued to flow without me being able to take it anymore. I'm willing to go to the divine no matter what.

Seriate...

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