
"I'm sorry you said? How many hundred times have you said that? What does apology mean to you, Nino? I really don't understand your head!" franda's whole body was shaking, his eyes were red, lucky he didn't have heart disease, because if he did, he would have ended up in the hospital.
"Darling..."
"What?! What are you gonna say? Not intentionally? Don't mean to cheat? Or are you gonna take her parents with you again as an excuse?" spray Franda before Nino can speak.
"It's not like that...." Nino was desperate.
"Then, how? How many times have you repeated it? Even with the same person! Is there any other way you can hurt me? Please, at least don't make me feel the same way many times. I've forgiven you before, but you did it again, you met him and used his parents as an excuse, and now it's happening again. I'm tired of forgiving you. I'm sick of having to deal with the same problem over and over again, can you be better at using your brain?" Franda pushes Nino, harder than ever, until her husband's body hits the bedroom door. His voice surprised even Papa and Mama who were still sitting in the living room.
"Pa, why them?" mama asked curiously, even though Papa Azka had been with him since, where maybe the old man knew what was happening.
Papa Azka raised her shoulders, "Looks like there's a problem, Ma. Let's go to the room, let them finish it." replied Papa Azka, grabbing his wife's hand and walking straight to their room.
"But, Pa..."
"Ma, they're grown-ups. We don't have to interfere!" papa Azka said firmly.
Mama Rossa lethargicly obeyed her husband, walking towards their room. While in the upper room Franda and Nino still continue to argue, Franda debated Nino.
"How many times have I said please don't repeat it, I've even begged you to remember Ben, there's Ben who will be the victim, not just me! I might be able to endure the pain of your depraved behavior, but not with Ben! Yeah, God!... Why does my son have to have a Daddy like you?" Franda retreated, sitting on the edge of the bed while massaging her temples, her head began to throb as a result of too much emotional restraint.
Nino squeezed, "Darling.." again Nino could not continue her words, her tongue was a mute.
Franda glanced at the photo scattered on the floor, "Huh, you even gave her a new apartment. Hahaha, it's laughable." Franda's laughter sounded more like mocking herself who kept being fooled by her husband. It turned out that the hard-earned trust he had placed in Nino meant nothing, in the end the betrayal he continued to gain in return.
Nino did not respond, choosing to stay leaned on the door leaf and heard all the ravings of his wife. He has resigned to whatever decision Franda will take this time. Defending yourself will not affect the bad situation caused by it.
Franda walks into Ben's room, picks up his phone left there with the black clutch bag he used. His fingers moved quickly, then put the phone with the logo of the bitten apple into his ear.
"Ed, please come to the house now, take Mom with you" said Franda, ruling subtly.
"What's wrong?" edward was confused.
"I'll explain it here, come now."
Franda looked at her son who was soundly asleep with teary eyes. He bowed his head at the edge of Ben's baby crib. Franda doesn't know what to do to get through this, Ben's presence makes it even harder. He did not want to live with Nino again as a husband and wife, enough pain he received from the 34-year-old man. But what about Ben, his son still needs a father figure, his age is too small if it should be affected by divorce.
Franda returned to her room, sat on the edge of the bed, lowered her head and looked at the photos again. His heart really hurt, his mind was so tormented seeing all that. Slowly Franda picked up all the photos and stacked them together.
"I can't deal with this myself, everyone has to know what's going on. Edward and Mom are on their way here, wait downstairs." said Franda softly, leaving Nino for the bathroom. He wanted to refresh himself for a while before talking to the whole family.
His determination was already unanimous, He did not have to rethink his decision this time. Farewell must happen, for the good of everyone.
***
"What's wrong?" edward opened the conversation. Franda asked them all to get together, there was definitely something important to discuss.
Franda slowly threw the photos he held onto the table without saying anything. Letting them see for themselves, not wanting to bother answering. His lips were too lazy to speak. She smiled cynically at Nino who was sitting down opposite her, disgusted at the attitude of her pretentious husband feeling guilty.
"Shoppers!" maki Edward, he immediately stood up to pull Nino and threw a hard blow on the face of his sister-in-law. Nino fell down, at the corner of her lips began to flow fresh blood.
"Dward!" everyone shouted, except Franda. The mother-of-one was silent, not wanting to break up, not even looking. Her heartache forced her to let her brother do that to Nino, at least Edward's punch would reactivate her dead husband's brain.
Mama Rossa and Mother help Nino stand up, keeping her out of the reach of Edward who is being held captive by Papa Azka. While Mia, just like Franda. The girl was happy to see Nino get a blow from Edward. He was so furious with the behavior of his brother-in-law who seemed to never repent, had been given a beautiful wife and adorable child like Ben alone was still not grateful, he said, still feeling less and looking for fun out there. Not know yourself!
"Ed, no violence. We can talk about it carefully" said Mother slowly.
"I want to kill him, Mom! This guy doesn't know he deserves to be beaten so he can't hurt my sister anymore! I used to shut up because Franda asked, but not this time. I'll make him pay for what he did!" edward said loudly, trying to rebel from the grip of Papa Azka. His grave threat made Mama Rossa afraid that Edward would actually kill her son.
"Please don't hit him, Nino must have had a reason to do that, at least let him say something" Mama Rossa said in defense of her son, She was very angry when she saw the photo Franda showed, nino is still his son. Seeing someone hit and threaten his son must have worried him.
Franda stood up, "I'm going to divorce her. Ma, persuade your son to divorce me. At least I still saved her remaining little self-esteem by letting her sue me!" Franda walked into Ben's room, not interested in hearing the explanation coming out of her husband's mouth.
Farewell is inevitable, the tolerance given Franda has reached the end, there is nothing more to be maintained in their marriage. Once betrayed, it will forever be, the nature has been attached and fused in the blood of Nino, will not be changed. Her husband is too good at lying, Franda doesn't want to be fooled again for the umpteenth time. Enough has been all his efforts in terms of Nino, no need to torture himself longer with the reason of the child.
Franda believes Ben will grow up to be a happy child if he is able to give his son full love. The child will develop according to parenting, and Franda must be able to nurture her son well, even without Nino beside her. Franda doesn't want to go crazy for maintaining a household without honesty, she needs to keep her sanity for Ben, her son. Taking care of and raising her son properly needs a healthy body and soul.