CASSANOVA VICTIM

Ayu Monalisa's

Part 6's

"Ita, call your husband breakfast" Murni said as the three of them were at the dinner table.

"Still asleep" answered Masyitah ketus

"This boy, wake up and bring him here." Purely starting to get upset, Masyitah is indeed difficult to manage.

"Itaa, mama count to three!!"

"Eh, indeed I am a son of Kindergarten can be threatened," Masyitah grumbled inwardly.

"Yes, huuf." He got up from the chair and stepped into his room.

"How is that child?" Pure continued to babble beside her husband, Haji Burhan just silently did not want to comment because this is the view every morning that he saw in his house.

In the room, Masyitah just stood staring at her husband sleeping with no intention of waking him up.

"Enak ya, sleep at home people wake up bad luck. Basic did not know herself," Novia blabbed yet she did not realize the man lying in front of her was smiling thinly hiding his face behind a pillow.

"Awas you naughty girl, hehe," Fadli chuckled inwardly and suddenly pulled Masyita's leg, just reflexively holding onto the dressing table beside her.

"Aaauuuh, you crazy!!!" his yell.

"Sssst, don't yell later people get suspicious." Fadli placed his index finger on his lips.

"Haahh, stupid masaa!!" masyitah twisted his body and slammed his feet on the floor and then stepped away leaving Fadli in the room.

"Hahaha, you little boy." Fadli chuckled at his wife's reaction and then he woke up and went into the bathroom.

Masyitah was already in the dining room, her face looked irritated she pulled her seat sitting down and stuffed the food onto her plate.

Purely stared in wonder, "where is your husband?"

"Mama, I'm hungry don't talk about anything" Masyitah said and chewed on her food.

"Call your son-in-law mah." Haji Burhan opened his voice, Pure got up from the chair then walked to the Masyitah room.

Arriving in front of the room, Pure knocked on the door.

Gts ... Gts ... Tok

"Fadli, let's have breakfast first" said Pure behind the door.

"Yes, mah." Fadli stepped towards the door and opened it. Her mother-in-law was standing there waiting for her to come out.

"Come, come with me." Purely walked towards the dining room following Fadli behind him.

Arriving at the dining room, Fadli was still standing where he was confused sitting where.

"Sit there Fad." Purely pointed at the empty seat beside Masyitah.

Masyitah rolled her eyes lazily, staying focused with her dinner plate.

"Come, sit instead stand still," urged Pure.

"E ... Uh yeah, mah." Fadli came forward and pulled the chair beside his wife and sat down.

"It's, take food for your husband" said Murni.

"It's big, you can take it yourself. Yeah, isn't it Fadli?" Masyitah turned to her husband with a mocking face.

Fadli only nodded while glancing at Masyitah, his hand had just been raised but prevented by his Mother-in-law.

"Here's your plate, let me get it." Purely took the plate from her daughter-in-law's hand then filled it with food and handed it back to Fadli.

Breakfast this morning was full of drama, finished eating Masyitah got up and left her husband and parents at the dinner table.

Purely looked at his son-in-law and replied with a faint smile from Fadli, there was a sense of compassion tucked into his heart seeing Masyitah's treatment of Fadli.

"Eat a lot of Fad, you'll get sick."

"Eh, you've only been married for two days" said Murni, a bit panicked, afraid that her daughter-in-law would run away.

"meaning?" Fadli squinted in puzzlement at the words of his in-laws.

"You're gonna run away and go home to your parents, right?" pure Cecar.

"Geez, it turns out that Masyitah's ridiculous nature is down from her mother." Fadli lowered his head for a moment holding back his laughter.

"I didn't run away mah, just picked up something left there" Fadli explained.

"Oohw,"

Purely rounded her lips to form the letter O, so worried that she looked foolish in front of her daughter-in-law.

Finished their breakfast leaving the dining room, Fadli returned to the room. Wanting to say goodbye to his wife but he doubted it seemed that Masyitah would not care either.

Fadli took the purse out of his bag, while Masyitah pretended to sleep and turned her back to her husband.

After getting what he was looking for, Fadli stepped out of the room leaving his wife. Reducing interaction and conversation may be able to maintain the condition of his heart Fadli thought.

The words that were thrown from Masyita's lips often made the ears hurt, therefore, today Fadli chose to go home to his parents to calm the heart and mind there.

After Fadli's death, Masyitah got up and looked around the room, "what is he looking for? Looks like I opened the bag."

Masyitah got down from the bed, opened the window of the room standing pecking in front of the window.

"How long will this marriage last? I don't love her, God, but I can't hurt her either." The inner Masyitah began to fight, as a man of course he also had a conscience.

He pondered for a long time, but found no answer whether to fight or give up with taqdir. For him, Fadli was also the same victim as himself.

It feels unfair, if he hurts and vents anger at Fadli.

Masyitah got on his bed, lying staring at the ceiling of the room. Desperate, maybe that's what he felt did not feel clear circles flowing on his cheeks disappointed by the circumstances.

Masyitah dissolves in his feelings, until finally falling asleep.

Fadli was already at his parents' house, the house looked deserted he stepped up the stairs towards his room on the second floor.

"I miss this room." Fadli opened the door and walked in closer to his bed.

Fadli stared around the room, his eyes catching a frame on the table looking a picture of a girl smiling sweetly.

Fadli stepped slowly, took the frame on the table and lay on the bed hugging the frame.

"Where are you and what are you doing now? Forgive me for hurting you, maybe I'm too weak to resist my parents' wishes and sacrifice our relationship."

The word regret slid off the lips of Fadli, memories for 5 years of their relationship can not be forgotten just like that.

Fadli loved Ayu, the girl he had been dating since college, but that feeling had to be buried for the sake of the parents' wishes, selfish and cruel.

As Fadli was deep in thought, Ridha suddenly entered and snatched the frame in Fadli's arms.

Fadli was surprised, almost pushing his mother but his consciousness returned and rubbed his face rough.

"Return that frame mah," pinta Fadli.

"No, mama will throw it away this woman is just the past so there is no need to keep her picture," replied Ridha cynically.

"Please mah, don't throw away the photo is the only thing stored" Fadli said, holding his mother's hand.

"Remember!! You're married and you have a wife, don't try to play with fire. Your wife is so much prettier than she is." Ridha turned and was about to leave Fadli, but swiftly Fadli withdrew his mother's hand.

"Mamah, please return it or mama will regret it later," threatened Fadli and his efforts succeeded, Ridha handed the frame to her son.

"Trust me, I won't play with fire unless Masyitah asks to remember that!!" Fadli pressed every word that came out gave his mother an affirmation.

"I have complied with your wishes, Ayu is not guilty of anything to this family she is a good girl mah, ou, it was I who had hurt him by giving false hopes and making his time wasted." Fadli's voice vibrated.

"Alright, mama appreciates your sacrifice but mama asks not to hurt Masyitah." Rida quits the debate and leaves Fadli's room.