Crazy Woman's

Astuti Secrets

Maybe you think I'm Astuti Pujiningrum is a cruel mother because of the career of the Ustad Ahmad, so right, I also judge you as a colossal, authoritarian parent, right.

Whatever you think of me, one thing you know, I did this out of love for my son Sunandar.

Love, love what makes a mother willing to plunge her son on a rotten MLM led by Ahmad. What kind of mother would undermine her own child's household. What kind of mother....

Shut up, you have no right to judge me, you've never felt what it's like to lose a child. I still remember how Sunandar's grandmother Sumirah issued a harsh word every time she brought up the same thing during the holidays

Not only that, the old woman even had the heart to match her son with Zainab, the only child of the hajj Romli.

Which woman is not hurt to see her husband in a friendly scene with other women. Answer son, answer. And you know what Sumirah answered when I said my heartache.

"Bah wadon join the tour kere koyok kemu kuwi what do you know the weight, bibit, bebet kanggone family scare Suwadipa, heh"

Lord of the heavens and the earth, I give if your servant is a son of the offspring to clothe the mouth of this bastard woman.

Praise God, one month later a baby boy was born whom I named Sunandar. Kaurawat and I keep the diamond gem diamonds.

Time goes by quickly, the child grows up. Until one day.....

"Mom, I'll learn UI, can ya ma'am"

I, who was embroidery dolls at the time, was stunned for a moment. But what is the meaning of a farewell, is not where the happiness of children is happiness number one right, so I should not cry for the departure of my son.

I should be proud that my son is the only young man who was chosen for the scholarship, especially when he came to bring a beautiful princess into our humble hut.

I admit that she is beautiful, smart to cook, smart, and has a myriad of advantages. But dear minus ahklak.

Perhaps for you young people, seeing a woman resting at the feet of a husband is a setback. Maybe for you to see a woman serving food for her beloved husband is a symbol of slavery. But not for us easterners.

We eastern nations consider women as madrasas for generations to come, we eastern nations consider women as the sustainer of male survival. It is the stake that sustains the house, it is the roof where children shelter from the cruel world as well as a place to draw knowledge from the universe.

And you know what she said when I advised her on the subject of housekeeping.

"Say father, Islam is moderate, the woman has the right to pursue a career as long as she can not take care of her husband, all this time mas Sunandar is fine kok bu, she is healthy only"

"Said the father, the woman was entitled to go out of the house at night, provided she was accompanied by her brother"

"Say father...."

Says the father - said the father, what a father, mentang mentang your father a wedana, then I am just a commoner so you consider me not as level as that.

This heartache of hearing the woman's ravings, it hurt even more when I saw my son Sunandar who preferred his wife over me. I know a child should put his wife first to his mother. But that doesn't mean I don't have rights that you have to fulfill.

I'm trying to understand your different world. I tried listening to jazz that your wife used to play, even though it made me sleepy I kept trying. But unfortunately it did not work, we more often b harbored misunderstandings in silence until finally there is a barrier that is getting thicker and thicker

Is this a sign that your marriage is not approved by my son's god.

At a time like that appeared Mukhlis with all his innocence,

amazed, haru, happy that's how I feel when he tells me the twists and turns of his life. How not, from childhood he has been doing adult work. Hijacking the fields, herding goats has become his routine.

Are her parents gone. This must be due to poverty.

Fortunately, God was very fair, shortly thereafter there was a merchant who raised him as a child.

The merchant grew weaker, before he returned to the divine presence. The white-haired old man told him to marry his daughter.

In the first year of their marriage he often bickered with his wife, the problem was also the same. Minus customs on husband. If advised always angry angry and say

"Bang, so that person does not have to be a colot deh, now is the time of emancipation, understand"

It turns out I'm not alone.

The turning point in his home life began when he got to know MLM XYZ. Eagerly the man told the potential of the MLM business, complete with his 'wah' seminar'

Maybe up to here you think I'm stuck by the seduction of the man named Mukhlis, no, I've never been interested in such a business, even since then I've never been in contact with him again.

But the decision did not last long. I'm an NGO activist who takes care of street children often appear as the main source, you know it's son. One audience member asked if a child hated her mother who threw her away on the street when she was three.

The question threw me into the dark room. Shadow will have grandchildren I must remove because I realize your wife is not ready with the presence of children in your marriage.

Exactly when alienated and not3 needed by this world. Mukhlis came with an MLM XYZ seminar.

I initially refused, but with the man forcing me to join. Especially at that time he said there was a lightning boarding school program that could turn women into sholihah wives.

Listen son, don't try to close the conversation, at first I don't believe it, I'm even skeptical about it.

Where is there a seminar that can change people's behavior in just a month, my inner self.

But the man continued to insist, he said it was okay to participate, after all Vanya's father also became the manager of the company.

Again I say I'm not a typical irresponsible mother and son-in-law. Everything I give Sunandar my son must be of high quality.

Psychic torture in the form of giving guilt to the participants, the provision of illegal drugs from LSD, marijuana and marijuana is also plural done, until psychological terror becomes the food of the participants, so that psychological terror becomes the food of the participants, it was all done until they thought being the wife of the Wahhabi version of Islam was the ultimate truth.

You know what the reason Ahmad did all this.

"I did this to bring heaven to earth. Are you going to deny that a sholihah wife is one of the jewels of this world"

His words penetrated my heart, blunting my logic, there was no other choice but to follow the path of evil that he laid out on me.

Son, when I die later, bury this defense letter in my tomb, hopefully can reduce the pain when in the grave later.

After writing such a will, the old woman contacted someone through a smart phone.

"Sir Hadi, I wanted to ask if I could invite my sister along"

"Oh it's okay mom"