A Reply to My Husband

New Life

"What are you going to do with them?" rania asked after Widia and Hanna's departure.

"Content ... "

"Rightly what Widia said, we don't have to prolong the affair with Barra."

"Why? You don't have any heart for him?" search Malik.

"No! I just don't want to deal with them anymore. That's enough, I don't want anything to do with them anymore. I want to enjoy my life with you without any shadow of my past between us."

"So you think I should let them go?"

"As for you .. It's just, I want to get here enough we'll deal with them. You understand what I mean, right?"

Malik nodded.

"Just leave Barra like that, there's no need to sue him anymore. He has got a reply from you. Pity also Widia if Barra had to languish in prison again. You see for yourself, it looks like he's sick."

"You sure you only feel sorry for Widia, not for that guy?"

"Are you jealous, Mr Hammani?"

"How could I be jealous of a man far below me! At least he should be as rich as I was I'm just jealous!"

"Wuih .. snob ... I know you're jealous."

Malik threw his face away because Rania kept on luring him.

"What that means is I have to find another sultan for you to be jealous."

"Hey...!!! Don't try Madame Hammani!!"

* * *

Back to Barra's room being treated...

Barra heard the door open. He looked to see who was coming. Widia who saw Barra was already aware looked very happy.

"Marra ... You're conscious, son?" Widia approached assisted by Hanna.

"Air .. I want a drink" Barra said almost inaudibly.

Hanna rushed to get a glass of water on the table and helped Barra drink. After she finished drinking, Hanna put the glass back on the table.

Instead of thanking Hanna for helping her, Barra looked at Hanna with a hateful look.

"You ...!! You deceitful woman!!!" Directly Barra berated Hanna even though she was still in a weak condition.

"You talk Barra!" Widia reminded. "He's the one who takes care of me as long as you're unconscious! Don't be rude to her!"

Barra threw his face away. He did not want to see the woman who had ruined his life.

"That's it, I'd better go home to see Alicia!" Hanna was annoyed at Barra's attitude and passed leaving the two of them behind.

"Don't act like that to her anymore. Now he's the one who can help us" Widia said after Hanna's departure.

"Help what?! His parents have nothing, even his father is in prison now. What can he do for us?"

"Who would have taken care of your mother during your illness if not her? I'm so dependent on her."

"It's just a trivial thing!"

"Don't think someone is useful or not only if he has a treasure. Not like that Barra! She's your wife anyway."

"Where's mom from?" tanya Barra switched the conversation.

"Hanna and I just met Mr. Malik and Rania."

"What??? Why did you meet them???" Even in his weak condition Barra could still raise his voice.

"Mom apologized to them."

"Are you out of your mind?!! Why are you apologizing? Look what that damned man did to me! I am this because of them!!! I can apologize to them!!! They are the ones who should apologize to me as well as mom!!!" Barra looked very riled up but she could bear to remember her condition.

If he could currently move his body, he might have already slammed everything around him.

"Barra. You're like this because of yourself!"

"Does mom defend them now? After I don't have anything mom won't defend me?!"

"Don't misunderstand me. That's the truth, you started it all. I ask Mr. Malik not to prolong your troubles with him. We can only hope he doesn't put you back in jail!"

"Why are you afraid? He hurt me like this. I should have sued him!"

Widia breathed a long breath. It was hard to understand the mind of his son. Since then he tried to patiently face the attitude of Barra who still could not understand his position. He turned his wheelchair about to leave Barra.

"Where are you going?"

"Better mom go! Maybe if you're alone you can think about your mistakes and regret them!"

"Mom... Don'tgo. I need a mother here .." Pinta Barra who Widia ignored.

* * *

A month has passed. Barra has started her new life. Now Barra and her family, including her mother-in-law Herra, live in her remaining rented house.

Barra who was enjoying coffee suddenly hit the table with annoyance at hearing Alicia cry.

"Hey ... !!! Stop crying!!! So noisy!!!" shouted Barra from the living room which was also the family room.

Hanna who heard Barra's yell rushed to calm Alicia down, afraid that Barra would go berserk. Barra became very temperament after being discharged from the hospital. The slightest mistake could make Barra angry and slam anything around him. Not infrequently Hanna got a blow to vent her frustration.

So did Barra's treatment of Alicia, not like it used to be. She looked at Alicia more often with a hateful gaze just as she looked at Hanna. Although sometimes in his heart he wanted to hold and kiss her like before, but his hatred beat the love that was once very abundant for Alicia.

"You can be rude to me but not to Alicia!" snapper Hanna. "Cup .. cup ... dear ... " Hanna carried Alicia away from Barra.

Before long Widia walked with the help of road aids approaching Barra. This rented house is not so big. It consists of three bedrooms, one bathroom and a kitchen. While the living room and family room were merged into one so Barra's shout could be heard all over the corner of the house.

"Until when will you continue like this?" Widia opened the conversation, while Barra ignored her.

"You can't keep going like this. Find work. Costly money will not be enough to support all of us" continued Widia.

"Why don't you tell the con woman and her mother to work?! They're just in this house!"

"Don't talk like that Barra! They are now your family. And either way they've saved my mother from the bars."

"Then you're the one looking for work!" reply Barra lightly.

Barra's words were like slapping Widia's face. He had no idea how Barra could say that to him.

"Mom doesn't know how you raised you to be like this! I'm obviously sorry I miseducated you!!!"

With great difficulty Widia walked away from Barra. The disappointment was clearly visible on his face. Nothing could be expected of his beloved son.