#FALM
episode 7's
this morning the cool aroma pierced the smell of nadia, drizzle still enveloped the atmosphere, the rest of the rain last night was clearly visible on the road in front of the house that still looks so wet.
" is she ready?" tanya radit surprised Nadia who was still busy watching the drizzle.
" in a moment, ", he replied, leaving a drizzle that almost blushed in shame because it was seen by Nadia who was so gracefully charming.
Nadia immediately went back. See what she wants to prepare for her husband's breakfast.
" why... Breakfast is ready. Let's eat"
" well" replied Radit. Soon Radit was sitting in a dining chair facing his wife .
" today I will be home late" Radit said
" there's overtime in the office?" nadia asked a little worriedly
" there is a little business "Radit replied briefly as if hanging the meaning of the sentence
" if it's an office business where I can ban it.. But if the business that is not so important mending straight home. Quite energy-saving" said Nadia a little hesitant because the answer she could have been the seeds of a quarrel.
" it's important that I take my time. Regardless of whether it was an office affair or not" her answer started to get a little high.
" it is, it is, it is already .. Don't ask too many questions. I'm sure I'll be home late"
" if that's your will I just hope you're always heart_heart. Take care of health, especially take care of the heart" said Nadia as she passed leaving the husband who began to put on a tangled face.
After the death of Nadia's husband back grim. As usual, there was no clarity between her and her husband. Now her husband will be home late without knowing where to go first. Yesterday - yesterday he let Nadia go home from her in-laws home without knowing what she was doing with Luna.
" hhhhh it feels like I cape with this feeling. Like someone's gouging in my heart. Radit always hangs up every question. What a hard thing he was honestly going to go to after work. The reason why I have to go home late. Did you know... In this house I was tortured alone. Facing your attitude... Facing the harsh reality of my life... Had it...if it were ..hukhukhukhukhuk.." cried Nadia's heart as she cried as she pleased.
" if I had a baby... Maybe I don't feel lonely like this... If there is a child beside me maybe I can divert the disappointment because of the attitude of mas radit... Yes Alloh... What sin I have committed up to this day has been so torturing to me". He cried - so. Lamenting the misfortune he faced. All these wounds eroded every patience he had built up so far.
tit.tit...... The sound of the house bell rang several times. As if the guest is not patient to immediately meet the host. Nadia seemed surprised to hear it. He immediately rose.... Glancing at the wall clock that has been a witness to her cries this afternoon.
" it's 11 o'clock" he whispered to himself. Then he went straight to the bathroom washing his face removing the tear scratches that still imprint on his graceful face. He glanced at the mirror, before facing the guest he must be sure first whether his face is ready to meet someone or he pura - pura no.
" my eyes are still red" she almost cried again.
Tit.tiiiiiit.... Again the bell rang that was a loud knock on the front door. Nadia immediately went to the living room when she was ready to accept the ready to be her guest.
" MUUU." said when he opened the living room door. He found the figure of his mother-in-law who had put on a grumbling face because Nadia was late to open the door.
