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Declaring War



Shania loses one of her powers, while her attempt to heal her husband's memory still has to continue until the man's memory is completely recovered.


Today Pradipta does not come to his house, Shania feels lost. Usually every morning someone comes to his house or knocks on his window. Today was really quiet.


The woman came down from the second floor of her house. On the stairs she saw her mother passing by carrying a polybag, "Mother, didn't anyone come?"


"Who?" Ask mother.


"..." - ".Shania shakes.


"You mean Pradipta, your husband?" Ask her mother in a seductive tone.


Shania blinked her eyes many times, she felt ashamed that her mother knew her intentions asking for her husband's arrival.


"Are you starting to miss him now, son?" Ask mother.


"Mom, where is it possible?" Shania is still evasive, she does not want to forget the pain of her heart that is still impregnated.


"Where could I miss him?" Said to himself. However, he still stepped away, drove his car and headed somewhere.


Although he actually did not know where to go, but the car he was driving stopped in the courtyard of his father-in-law's house.


His emotions peaked as he parked the car in a large courtyard and was greeted with an unsightly sight.


Amanda, the woman was sitting on a park bench and playing with a pair of pigeons with a man who was none other than her husband.


How Shania's heart was not ignited, today she is looking forward to the arrival of the man in her house. Afraid that something might be disturbing because of a minor conflict yesterday, he was playing birds with another woman.


"Truly I came here" Shania said furiously. He hit the steering wheel.


"It turns out you chose to compete instead, huh?" Shania who was furious pressed the horn of her car.


The long, shrill honking sounds shocked them and the pair of pigeons flew away.


"Shania?" The man, who realized who was in the car, walked closer.


Pradipta knocked on Shania's car window, the woman lowered her window.


"How are you, Mum? Amanda's here?" Shania asked with an ordinary face.


"Yes, she stayed overnight" the husband replied honestly.


Stay on? Why could he stay over? Has he played that far?


"Mas, can we talk?" Ask Shania.


"Where? Let's go into the house" Pradipta died.


There, Mama Meida was talking to Amanda with a smile and a laugh. Then Amanda yelled, "Created, come on, Mama's taking us to lunch together" Amanda said from a distance.


"Come on, Shania, are we eating together?" Bring Pradipta.


At that moment, Shania wanted to cry. His eyes were hot and had been covered in tears that were ready to drip.


You no longer call me 'Shan-Shan', that fast you forget about me, Mas? You're not even the old you.


Shania complied with the man's invitation, she went down and sat in the dining room of her in-laws' house.


Pradipta is being flanked by Amanda and Mama Meida, while Shania is sitting across from them all by herself.


Shania quiet. The more the woman was silent, the more the sight in front of her made her not clamor. Amanda laughed more because Mama Meida and Pradipta played with the baby in Amanda's stomach that already had movement like a faint kick.


Even Shania felt devastated when her husband Pradipta– stuck his ear in Amanda's stomach. The attention that Shania never got when she was pregnant first and when Pradipta was healthy first.


You're very cunning, Amanda. Even in her unsound state, you can still take her heart. Snake woman!


No one cared about his existence, the clinking of the sound of spoons and forks that he intentionally caused had no effect on them.


"Ekhem!" Shania berdehem's.


"Oh, yeah, why Shania? Slow down if you eat," said Pradipta who was worried and poured water and gave it to Shania.


"I'm done eating, I want to go home" said Shania weakly.


"Going home? That fast?" Tanya Pradipta scrunched her forehead.


"Hust, let it be, maybe Shania has other interests," said Mama Meida stroked her son's shoulder to return to her seat.


"Yes, I'll go home first, Mom, Mama?" Pamit Shania's.


He wanted to get out of the house immediately, walk quickly out and get in the car. In the car, he was crying.


Tok to tok.


"Sir Shania, Sister Shania?" A woman knocks on Shania's windowpanes.


"Sister, please open the window" said the woman. She's Hasna, Shania's sister-in-law.


Shania rolled down her car window, "Sister, I trust you, Sister Shania. I'll stay on Brother's side. Amanda, that woman is not a good woman for Kak Dipta, only her sister," Hasna said as if replacing my spirit that had been lost.


"Sister, keep the spirit for healing Kak Dipta ya sak. I'm pretty sure only my brother can give it all back" Hasna said.


Shania nodded, the woman holding her sister-in-law's arm, "can we talk, Na?" Take Shania, who has been adopted by Hasna.


At the cafe near Shania's in-laws' house, the woman explained everything in her heart.


"It's not that I wish Mas Dipta back to me or that I want to rule his life, is it, Na. I just want him to remember what he's done to me and his future son."


"I want him to remember completely because I want him to know how hurt it is that I lost my son and that includes him. But why should Amanda be in his memory? Maybe it's okay if she doesn't remember Amanda or if she doesn't remember me at all, it's better and easier for me to leave her. As long as what he remembers about me is not just part of it, it's a responsibility" Shania explained.


It is difficult for Shania, who cannot leave Pradipta with only part of her memory, because the man remembers the old Shania, the one who loves her dead is not Shania who has been hurt and loved. Shania couldn't leave the responsibility behind.


"Then, did Amanda take this opportunity, sister?"


"I think so" replied Shania.


"Then, come on, let's declare competing with him?!" Bring Hasna to bed.


"Ma?"


"For me, my brother-in-law is just you. It's just you and there's no replacement or nothing, okay?!" Hasn't said while cupping Shania's face deep into her two palms.


"OKAY!" Shania exclaims.


Struggle begins!