BEFORE 12PM
NANIA'S REUNITE WITH HER MOTHER-IN-LAW
Shortly after Alex left for work at the hospital. I heard from Nania's room someone slammed the door so hard. Nania is tidying her clothes in the closet. Immediately surprised by the sound that was heard.
He came out of his room. Look at the person who slammed the door so hard. The room was quite far away with the entrance. Nania could not see clearly the person who entered the house.
Nania just remembered, maybe the person who entered it was the mother of Alex. Who else is the occupant of this house. The house is large, but part of the corner of the room is filled by invisible creatures. Maybe that's what Nania had in mind. Given the sunyinya condition of her in-laws' house.
Nania who was getting curious, finally came down from the top floor. Clearly, he wanted to see the person who slammed the door earlier. Is it true that this man is his father-in-law. But why did he slam the door so hard. Is he angry? Nania thought in her heart.
It turns out that was true of Nania's guess. The one who slammed the door was his father-in-law. He looked quite exhausted leaning on his couch. His face looks pretty upset. With a mouth that doesn't stop blabbering at someone's name.
Maybe her mother-in-law is thirsty, after coming home from a get-together with her social genes. It's a good time for Nania to be a little more familiar with her mother-in-law. Offering a fresh drink, it looks like it will go well. Remembering her mother-in-law is certainly thirsty. So what he needs right now is a glass of water to eradicate the thirst.
Nania's heart was beating pretty fast. Little by little the voice began to sound in Nania's ear. The voice that began to sound also into the ears of his mother-in-law, when in front of him.
Nania's mother-in-law was a little surprised by the arrival from Nania which was much earlier than her prediction. His eyes grew even more glaring, his irritation peaking. Moreover, he heard the sound of Nania's heartbeat that sounded so great.
"Would you approach me?" Ask Nania's mother-in-law that way.
"Sa-sa-I just wanted to offer you a drink for mom." Tawar Nania's.
"I'm not thirsty! So don't try to seduce me." Reply to Nania's in-laws with such a sewot.
Nania who hopes there will be another conversation, between herself and her mother-in-law. Standing in front of her mother-in-law. He slightly looked at his in-laws face which looked still holding some annoyance.
"Why are you still here? I'm tired of seeing your face. So I hope you get out of here!" Tell her mother-in-law firmly.
"Mom didn't want me to bring you food, or drink. I'm ready to bring you lunch." Tawar Nania is getting friendly.
"No! I don't need any of that. I think you have to realize you are a woman who does not deserve to be appreciated. Yourselves despicable, I do not want to eat the food of a despicable woman like you. That Beatrice didn't tell you to help me. Maybe I will refuse you here. Luckily Beatrice asked me to make you. That's why I want to catch you." Hina Nania's mother-in-law so rudely.
Sharp speech, as sharp as a dagger that tore into flesh. Enough to make Nania's tears fall. How not, her mother-in-law said as if there was no screening at all. Everything just goes by. Without any screening done by him. This was quite painful for Nania to accept. But this is a risk that must be borne by Nania. Given the consequences Nania must have, having broken the agreement of Beatrice.
Nania who never left in front of her mother-in-law. Instantly pushed rough by his mother-in-law. As if he had no feelings at all, he pushed Nania so violently.
"I told you to get out of here. Why are you still here. I'm sick of where you are." Her mother-in-law said back so harshly.
Nania walked over with teardrops that started to wet her face. The pain he received, he could not bear. Crying becomes the last way to relieve all the pain he gets.
In the room, the tears were hard to contain. The tears were dripping from both of his eyes. Especially when Nania recalled the words from her in-laws who were so rude. Really sliced his heart.
The ringing from his phone rang. The sound of a phone call from someone made Nania immediately take her cellphone which she put in her pants pocket. As soon as she saw Julien's name on her phone screen. Nania tries to stop her crying, before picking up a phone call from Julien's.
When Nania felt no more crying heard. Only Nania picked up the phone call from Julien's.
"Yes dear." Nania started the conversation with a soft tone.
Julien's who heard something strange with Nania's voice. Directly switch that phone call, into a video call. Julien's worried something's going on with Nania.
Just like on the phone call, Nania also wiped first the tears that soaked her face. He doesn't want Julien's looking sad. Something that certainly can't happen. Given Julien's would be worried if he saw Nania sad.
There were no tears that washed his face. Nania immediately raised the video call from Julien's. His face smiled so forcedly. It was probably the smile Nania forced the most for Julien's.
Without seeing the fake smile of a Nania. Nania's eyes, too, are enough to let Julien's know. If Nania had just cried so much. Nania's eyes turned red, as well as a few tears that were still wetting Nania's eyelashes. More and more makes Julien's able to see if Nania has just cried great.
"Why are you crying, baby?" Julien's asked so frantically.
"No. My eyes are just a glint." Nania cleaned her eyes.
"Oh baby, don't lie like that. I can feel the sadness you feel. So you can't lie like that." Obviously Julien's so emphatically.
"No dear. I seriously. Everything's fine. So you don't have to worry like that. Everything's fine. So there's nothing you should worry about." Pinta Nania so firmly.
"But you sure are fine. I don't want you there in diabolin or anything. I don't want that to happen, baby." Julien's getting freaked out.
"No, everything's fine. Ok baby." Nania.
Nania had to hang up the phone call. For the reason of wanting to provide lunch for Julien's mother. Nania managed to end the video call. Until Julien's didn't ask Nania.
