FIRST WIFE REVENGE (I Don'T Love You Anymore)

FIRST WIFE REVENGE (I Don'T Love You Anymore)
SESSION 2 HORRIBLE THUMP



"This is what I was so afraid of from the beginning!"


Everyone looked at Christian's gloomy face. His face was shabby, his heart crumpled dimly.


The journey of the late father is back in the spotlight. In fact.. now it sounds more painful because the story becomes very creepy in the lips of many people.


"Basic netizens are absolutely right!" rutuk Fika.


"No. But only Allah is the All-Ruthful!" ralat Christian made his little sister just grunt.


"Hhh...!"


Viona was deathly pale, she now truly felt her life was back to trouble five years ago. When he was very upset and excited to choose to start his household with Roger.


Fate brought him always in the vortex of the Bambang Suherman clan. Making it now seems very cornered by his decision to become the wife of Roger Gibran Suherman.


Viona completely collapsed mentally. Being cornered here and there, bibahkan as a woman who does not have a heart.


Even people accuse her of being a lazy woman who is very easy to fall in love until remarried to the half-sister of an ex-husband.


It was an accusation that put Viona down.


Although he himself when addressing himself as an outsider who can only see from the view alone, would also think like that.


But this.., he was the main character until the occurrence of the shambles of his life now.


Is this purely his own fault in determining a life partner and soulmate?


Is it wrong if he turns out to get another match that is very extraordinary while the status of the husband is now the half-sister of his former husband?


Viona could only cry in silence. His voice now even disappeared, even if only to discuss with the husband's extended family.


"It's all my fault! It's all my fault, brother! Suppose I don't accept Mas Roger's love, and would rather marry someone else!"


All surprised. Finally Viona took out all the uneg-uneg but with a huge feeling of guilt.


Roger tried to calm the psychological wife who is rather vulnerable. Moreover, Viona is currently pregnant with her prospective child.


"Yes! Istighfar, Who!" whispered Roger after being able to hold tightly the body of the wife. His tears trickled. It flowed slowly as he also felt great guilt.


"I.., I'm also a selfless man! I love you with all my heart. I have never seen your origins nor your past! I am the most guilty. Not you!"


Roger tried to stare at the gloom of Viona's eyeballs full of anxiety.


"Me! I'm the more guilty, Mom! I'm like a cheap woman! I have no feelings! Not thinking about the future that finally became what it is today! Hik hik hik!"


"I am the most guilty! If I hadn't been hooked on a savage actor named Lady Navisha, my little family wouldn't have fallen apart!!!"


Everyone turned towards Herdilan. His face was red, his lips were shaking. He felt all this was his fatal mistake.


"Stoooop!!!"


Christian shouted loudly.


His face was tense and looked very like a hungry lion.


The atmosphere in the pendopo violates the Suryalaya pesantren where the extended family of the deceased Bambang gathered in silence.


Only the details of tears that fell on each individual were present in the roar.


"Have you finished playing your mistake?" ask Chris then.


The atmosphere still seemed quiet. No one dared to answer their elder brother's question.


"Should we also blame the late Papa who is now calm in the afterlife? Should?... Should we re-scruttle the steps of his past that we consider a disgrace that will continue to follow our identity and status wherever we go? Should we unload Papa's grave and judge him once more because this is like karma being a hereditary curse?"


All quiet.


"This has all happened! This has all become the life story of all of us!!! And if I could choose, I would not want to be the eldest son of Papa Bambang Suherman! I don't want to be your sister either! The only one who usually just cries and complains about life!!!"


Everyone is getting deeper.


Teared tears.


With a hand shrinks the clear granules and the melts that come down wet the nose.


Everyone can't say anything. Even their hearts could only be silent. Dare not to comment.


"I've been very happy, having you guys as sisters. I am very grateful to God, who finally strengthened our relationship with each other. So that we can exist in stages like now. The stage that should further tighten the rope of our brotherhood that never existed!"


"Yes..."


"I'm so happy, it turns out God gave us so many trials and we can go through them all. All of us have got his blessing. But should we go back to the past, a time when everyone blamed each other, slumped and went on the run until the rope that had been strengthening slowly came loose and disappeared?"


"Care the people! Care the spicy mouth of the people out there who yearnya blasphemy and blasphemy! What luck? It just makes us weak and away from our gratitude to God!!!"


Chris lowered his head.


Now he feels very tight. The burden is heavy.


His sisters were all in a state of crashing and falling because of the condemnation and talk of people outside there.


They are descendants of immoral people. They are an abnormal family.


Even people regard them as people of low faith. Playing with life. Uncivilized despite having education and possessions.


Very depressing.


Once people judge their families out there.


Electronic media bombards them physically and mentally. Being a very guilty and very sad person. There is even an institution in the name of morality that also tickles them to open their voices and perform a nasuha ordeal and attack their extended family in the mass media.


Christian barely survives the onslaught.


In addition to the psychiatric condition of all members of his family who are down, also the actions of the community shower them with words and hurtful treatment. Making all family members feel isolated.


Grateful there are still other families who are willing to accommodate and give place to them.


The secluded little pesantren became their temporary escape.


Herdilan joined Fika in Singapore. Luckily Fika is not too in the spotlight because now he is domiciled in the Lion country. So Chris orders Herdilan to temporarily evacuate to where Fika lives.


He and Mutia, as well as Roger and Chris are also children, while living in Suryalaya.


A quiet, peaceful place and away from the crowds of the capital. There is not even a television or internet signal that is the introduction to the news that hurts their eyes, ears and hearts.


Verrel, Velli and Dzakki are temporarily off from school. They are now further propagating religious knowledge with prayers and tadarus in pesantren that the younger sister of Mutia is inhabited now.


The pesantren is not as big as other pesantren scattered in the corners of Suryalaya.


Just a little boarding school with a dozen students. Most of them are orphans who deliberately take refuge and depend on Abah and Nyai the owner of the boarding school.


Abah has a large field. That's why the santri and ustad who are there are enough to cultivate their rice fields so that the results can be for food and daily living costs are full of limitations.


Christian has been a regular donor to the pesantren since Wildan became one of its students a dozen years ago.


Now they mingle together in places far from the buildings and luxury vehicles that pass on the highway.


Only a small hamlet with a population of less than a hundred souls. But they live quietly and peacefully.


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