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Fatarani was at her parents' house in the village. For three days now, Fatarani had only been languishing in his bedroom.

Not remembering anything including his four children who were in Jakarta. Especially considering rafli, her husband, absolutely not. Even more remembering Rafli, the face of Rara, the actor was increasingly clearly imagined in the brain Fatarani.

Frustrating? Difficult clear. Which woman is not frustrated and traumatized if her husband blatantly says he loves and loves another woman? How Fatarani feels at the moment. Her soul was certainly shaken, it was not pain and pain anymore that was felt but excessive hatred for Rafli, her husband and this woman who had always been an actor in her household.

"I have a lot of flaws!! But, this is not what you should have done to me, Father!! Not only did you hurt my feelings, but you hurt my parents. You know, I haven't had a mother since I was a kid, when I found out Abah remarried another woman, I hated it!! I consider Abah unfaithful and unable to maintain the integrity of his household, until his children one by one leave the house. At that time I was just out of school, and Dad was ready to marry me, of course I was happy, even very happy with this all. But, marrying Dad is like marrying an artist because there are too many women who admire you, until at this point, I can't keep my heart and marry the woman I think is perfect," fatarani shouted hysterically.

The crying has not stopped since three days ago. The food and drink that was brought to his room was never touched. Fatarani is completely insane with his life. Can't accept all this.

"Connect me!! I don't want you hanging like this. I don't want any other love in Dad's heart!! I don't want to be first because I want to be the only one for Dad. But if it happens like this, divorce me!! Why would I survive and maintain this marriage, if you also want to seek perfection outside!!" the cry of Fatarani grew louder.

The sound of screaming was so heartbreaking to his parents and his brothers who were in the house. They did not dare to enter the Fatarani room except to send food and drink only.

The things in the room were already messy, some of his goods were thrown in any direction at will Fatarani whose mind was in turmoil and his heart was so crushed like glass that he continued to be beaten with a hammer, which was broken, until it becomes a powder and flakes that are easily exposed to the wind.

"What's on your mind Dad!! Why are you treating me like this!! Where did your promise once was, to remain faithful until death, live this marriage the afterlife!! Fucking men!!" shouted Fatarani while kicking his feet on the bed.

Several times the pillow and bolster and blanket were bitten with anxiety. Her hatred for Rafli, her husband, grew so much that the taste was lost.

Outside Fatarani's room, Abah Fatarani who had since heard the whining, shouting, screams, and cries of Fatarani also became unbearable. Several times the old man paced back and forth with his hands folded behind his back.

Abah thought hard to find the best solution for his youngest daughter. Without Fatarani telling stories, about his personal problems that are being faced.

Fatarani is not just this time facing the same problem. A few years ago, Fatarani also semapt sued Rafli, her husband because Fatarani felt Rafli, her sumami could not handle it well until Fatarani had another dream man, he said, he knew her through online social media and planned to continue his relationship to a more serious level.

"Change ... Just go to Fatar's room, maybe if Abah asks him to talk, Fatar wants to talk. Since three days ago, Fatar came to this house, Fatar was only in kamardan crying. Food is not on the touch, especially Fatar is pregnant and the age of the womb has stepped on seven months, of course very vulnerable if the Mother experienced trauma that resulted in depression. Or, we'll talk good with rafli. We call him to come here? rafli yesterday had asked the state of fatarani, and it seemed to panic, but the phone was quickly closed, the youngest was crying, and there was no more phone," said Tiri Tatarani softly advising Abah, her husband's.

Abah Fatar just nodded his head and confirmed all the words of his wife. Abah quickly picked up his phone and started dialing Rafli's phone number, his son-in-law. Honestly, Abah used to be less respectful of rafli and Fatarani relations because, Rafli came from Jakarta. According to him, the man is a jerk and likes to get drunk and is not responsible for supporting his wife well. But, as the time goes by and the age of his marriage, Rafli is able to prove what the Mertau said was wrong.

Rafli desperately works one day full time just to make his wife and son happy and just want to meet their needs without one less thing.

All he did tirelessly, without knowing the scorching heat and rainstorm.

The phone connection has been connected, but has not been picked up by the recipient.no lam, Rafli picked up the phone from the In-laws.

"Assynnnya ... Yes Bah. Fatar how's he doing?" rafli asked with curiosity.

"Valayevansalam ... Do you have no desire to come to the village and pick up your wife?" abah asked again without answering Rafli's question.

"Rafli has no money. It is also waiting for payday a few more days at the end of the month" said Rafli pela replied honestly.

"Well!! What kind of daughter-in-law are you!! Years of work and only until there is your salary, never increase. Buying a house is not possible!!" teasing the In-laws who really did not like there Rafli, his daughter-in-law.

Rafli only bsa sighed and held back his regret at being ridiculed by the In-Law like that. It feels like I have no self-respect.

"Minimal Rafli is still trying to provide for the happiness of Fatar, Abah," said Rafli defended himself to maintain his pride.

"If you try!! Try to get your wife!! Do not get in touch with the situation. Fatar has not eaten or drank for three days!! You're not worried?" teraik Abah who starts to get emotional with Rafli's attitude.

"Fatar didn't eat and drink for three days? Then how about the content. Alright, rafli will be home right now," replied Rafli then hung up quickly.

Rafli immediately exits his workplace to pursue Rara who may still be in the car park in front of the office where Rafli works. Seeing Rara's white car still parked in front, rafli approached but Rara was not there.

Rafli takes his eyes off and searches for Rara's whereabouts.

"Hey ... Why Pah? Like panic again? have you called Mother? How's things?" rara asked with her sweet smile which had always been an opium for Rafli.

"Mahs .... Can I ask for help?" rafli asked doubtfully. During getting to know Rara all the needs of Rafli's life are always subsidized by Rara if less. Therefore, Rafli is always not happy to continue to ask for help to Rara, his wife sir.

"What Pah? Just saying? Mamah will definitely help Papah. mamah out of buying pregnant milk," said Rara slowly while opening the milk packaging box and start sucking the box until it runs out.

Rafli smiled broadly at Rara who was so looking after her pregnancy.

"Papah wants to go to the village to pick up Mommy. For three days Mother did not want to eat and drink, Papah was worried about her condition and content. Papah wants to borrow money for the cost of going home," said Rafli slowly while looking down.

Hearing Rafli's words, Rara was shocked. Guilt that suddenly appeared let alone three days, Rafli and his four children already live in Rara's apartment which he rented for the next year.

Rara brought a baby sitter to take care of the four children Rafli and Abuya remain in personal care by Kak Aneng.

"What money do you need? Or do I just take Papah to the village?" ask Rarapelan and panic.