Arumi Sekar

go away

" I will use this opportunity as best I can, for a while I should be able to make Sekar off guard and return to make him can trust me again." whispered Bima in heart.

Bima again brought a suitcase containing her clothes into the room, but swiftly Sekar forbid.

" From now on our room is different. You better take the suitcase to the next room, in the guest room near the stairs." Sekar orders casually. I don't know the feeling of love in Sekar's heart as if evaporating for a man who is still legitimate to be her husband.

" don't be careless! I'm still your husband." snapped Bima did not accept, but in the least did not make the sekar afraid.

" It's up to you. That's if you still want to stay here." Sekar cuek reply doesn't even care at all.

" I'd rather go, than my pride you're stepping on here. Just look I'm gonna make you beg to ask me to come back to this house." Sahut Bima with a reddened face covered with emotions.

Just being silent does not look at it one bit. Letting her husband go was the best option for her at the moment. Because together there is no match, what else is the attitude of Bima who can never respect her mother, making Sekar steady if you have to part with the arrogant man.

With wide steps Bima dragged her suitcase out, riding her montor bike, Bima decided to go home to her parents.

"Strickers, what are you doing, son?" suddenly, Ms. Halimah appeared with her shady face, looking at her very dear daughter with a sad look.

" Mommy! forgive Sekar Bu. May you understand the decision that Sekar took."

" But does it have to be parting, son? if it can be repaired, you better fix it. Because divorce is so hated. Mother just reminded as a parent, for the next you have the right to determine which path you should choose. I'm sure the mother's child is an adult and wise enough to make a choice." Ms. Halimah hugged the slim body of Sekar full of affection.

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Brak!

Bima opened the door violently, throwing her body on the living room sofa in her parents' house. Seeing the arrival of his son with a lethargic face Bu Patmi was astonished.

" Such as to throw me out, Mom."

" What? he dares to throw you out? it's too much of him." Miss Patmi doesn't like it.

" Here you are, my dizzy."

"if you are kicked out, how will you pay a large amount of money, from where? can be ashamed of mother." murmured Miss Patmi worried.

"Haduh Bu, instead of helping to think how Bima can make Sekar Nurut again, this is even a busy mother mikir cisan. This dizzy milky."

" lha how to Bim. wong arisan mom in two days. You go home with your wife's suitcase, you don't have money, do you?."

Bima inhaled the rough air, his head grew dizzy to hear the babble of his mother, who always discussed money, money continues. Without wanting to take a dizzy with her mother's nagging, Bima covered her face with a sofa pillow, closed her eyes, hoping to sleep, but instead her mind continued to be fixed on the attitude of Sekar she judged changed.

" does Sekar have an affair huh, why did he turn so rude." Bima guessed the hell in her heart.

" let me check his sosmed account, maybe I can find a clue from there." Bima muttered to herself but could still be heard by her mother who was still sitting not far from her place to lay down.

" What's Bim? you wanna investigate your wife? Goody! mother is also suspicious, do not really the Sekar cheating, well you have to teach a lesson if it is true. My wife is so insolent." Patmi's mother increasingly muddy with her words filled with emotion.

Without answering her mother's words, Bima immediately surfed on her net. The first thing he did was open Sekar's Facebook account, scrool one by one uploads that are on Sekar's account.

Various comments on each upload can not be separated from the account called Raihan Pratama. And it looks like Sekar always responds in all his comments.

With a feeling full of anger, Bima opened an account called Raihan, it appears in his upload, Raihan is a handsome man who is well established, because in every photo he uploaded always displays the background of people who are well-dressed. ' But it seems I am no stranger to this man.' Inner Bima probed.