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

SESSION 2 WAS STILL FUSSING OVER THE MATTER AGAIN

First day, with Papa and Mama Kartika. Herdilan was truly happy. Served wife and appreciated in-laws.

Papa Mama Kartika considers her like their own child. Even treating Delan beyond their own biological daughter.

"Well, it's eleven o'clock! Your husband didn't make coffee? You're cooking is done yet? Don't let your husband eat lunch late. Must be a wife who can take care of a husband!"

So they rebuked and advised Kartika.

"Yes, Ma! Relax, Pa! Herdilan's brother is not a complicated person in the matter of food. Hehe..."

"It is precisely because your husband is a good man that does not mean that you are relaxed and do not pay attention to obligations!"

"Yes, Pa, yes!"

Living with parents does have plus points.

Plusnya, we are indirectly educated to discipline and continue to remember the duties and obligations of each because certainly will always get a reprimand from parents.

Minus, parents so know the secrets of our kitchen because 24 hours live with us.

"Tik, you guys.. haven't done that yet?" ask Mama in a whispering voice.

"What the hell, Ma?"

"Ituu... ish, masa' yes? Don't you love Herdilan?"

"What the hell? Mama, koq I was the impression of being the defendant you know!? Hihihi..."

"Yes, it's a husband and wife duty, dear Tika!"

"Mama! Tika doesn't want to talk about that. Shame...!!!"

Kartika felt skinned with the question of the Mama who kepo maximum.

"Your husband doesn't dare to make it? Or are you too shy to offer yourself up first?"

"Mamaa...!"

Herdilan and Papa who just entered the house after being busy fiddling with Pak Fajar's motorbike so asked.

"What's up, Ma, Tika?"

"Why, Yang?"

"Engga'!" tika and Mama answered compactly.

The two women of different generations just throw laughter at each other.

At twelve o'clock in the afternoon, Adzan Dzuhur reverberated. Papa and Herdilan went to the mosque in front of the housing complex. Kartika and Mama prepare lunch.

They both also performed five hours of worship in their respective rooms after arranging the lunch menu at the table.

Herdilan and Mr. Fajar went home, and they had lunch together after their wives had finished praying.

What a beautiful and peaceful day.

Making Dawn flounder want to try to win the heart of the son-in-law, in order to still choose to live together like this.

"Happy feeling. Moreover, if we can continue to be together every day like this!"

"Ma, please...! Don't make Son Herdilan think again. Don't spoil the good atmosphere!" the husband reminded her.

Herdilan always feel bad if you remember the desire of Dawn which is actually a reasonableness only.

But how could he leave the job he just started.

A lot of money has been given by his brother, namely Fika and husband.

He did not want to disappoint everyone. After so many sacrifices his brother has given to the good of his life now.

Kartika prefers silence. She tends to be passive when responding to her Mama's aggressive attitude, asking Herdilan to stay in the Capital and settle down with them.

"Ma...! Can Herdilan tell you something?"

Herdilan was eager to give her mother-in-law some understanding.

"Please, Son! Mama would be happy to hear it!"

"Our family was not like this. We're not familiar with each other. In fact, not knowing each other. However, because of the miracle of Allah Ta'ala, we can now walk together. Support each other and support each other!"

"Alhamdulillah, huh?!"

"That's it, Ma!... I was the most beautiful child of his life. In addition to being too stubborn, to make many mistakes in my youth. That is, helping to build a small workshop in Singapore."

"Why build it in Singapore? Not in Indonesia? And if it's just a small workshop, can you just move to the city of Jakarta, son?"

"Mr...! Not a small workshop like Mama imagined!" Kartika was getting upset.

But Herdilan immediately calmed her down with a language codenamed blink of an eye for Kartika to be patient.

"My brother and her husband provided capital assistance for my new venture. For that, I can't afford to break the cooperation between us, Ma! Except, I can return the initial capital and move the business to Jakarta."

"Hm..., shame, Ma! I owe them big! Hehe..."

"Yes, how many kids?"

"Two million Singapore dollars."

Mr. Fajar and Kartika instantly pale his face.

"Two million? Business capital?"

"Dollars, Mom! Two million Singapore dollars. One dollar is ten thousand dollars more!"

Bu Fajar looked up. Surprised to hear the princess.

"The workshop business, 20 billion?"

Herdilan could only laugh a little.

"Mural workshop, Ma!" he said it was short.

"Ma... Can we not discuss this issue first? Please..." Kartika is trying to explain.

"Ma! Herdilan please support Mama, Papa and Miss Kartika. This effort has only been running for a few months. In addition to being in the development stage, I am also lobbying many business partners. Please pray for the smooth running of Herdilan, Ma Pa! Kartika will not I take to Singapore, if Mama Papa does not allow. I will try hard to make a living and serve my duties as a husband. I promise, every two months I'll come back here to see my wife. I'm asking for a year to two years, Ma Pa! May I ask Mama's heartfelt prayers for my efforts?"

Kartika put her tablespoon.

His face was stiff and his lips were slightly trembling.

"Can you let Tika be happy for a day without having to talk about things that make Tika sad?"

Kartika is out of control. He stood looking at his mother's face. Then he went into his room with a cry.

"Kartika!!!" peekik the Mama.

"Mama anyway! Khan Papa said, don't talk about that sensitive matter first! Our daughter's wedding is just one day!"

Herdilan bowed, feeling guilty.

"Kartika is just soy sauce, Ma Pa! So his actions were a little impulsive like that. It will also improve koq! Herdilan will give him understanding!"

He stepped off the dining table towards the room to persuade Kartika.

Tok tok tok tok

"Miss! Can you come in?"

No answer.

"Abang will not enter if there is no permission from Miss!"

Kartika opened the door to her room. He immediately pulled Herdilan's hand so that the husband's body went into the room.

Instantly the body was hugged tightly with the face slumped in Herdilan, wet with tears.

"Sorry Mama, Bang! Hik hicks...! My mom was like that. It's hard and hard to understand! Hik..."

Herdilan gently stroked Kartika's back. He just kept quiet and said nothing. Deliberately giving Kartika a chance to calm down.

He had enough to take lessons from his brothers' experience in dealing with their wives while sulking.

"It's quiet now, miss?"

Kartika who felt better because she had pulled out her tears and her eyes nodded slowly.

Herdilan led his wife. They sat side by side on the bedside of the bedroom. Herdilan fingers still rub gently on the back and now go up to the head of Kartika which is covered with pasmina.

"Darling!... It is not good to say rude things like that to parents. Not solving the problem, but it makes more trouble. Promise, let's hold back our anger with patience. Yea?"

"But Mama has gone too far! Papa himself was overwhelmed. Did you see yourself, Khan?"

"Remove you too. Emotion and often out of control. But now my brother is sorry. Especially after Mama's gone. Hhh... I can only regret it at the end of the story."

Kartika. Herdilan held both cheeks of his wife.

"Please help me, honey! If you could just be that emotional Mama, how could I explain more patiently later... Without your support support, Yang?"

Another tear fell on Kartika's cheek.

He shook his head.

"I don't want to be separated from my brother! I. I will always follow Brother, wherever you go. Brother should be able to accept me, good bad me. And I will always be by my brother's side at any time! Hicks..."

Both hugged tightly. With Kartika who was crying, all her feelings were in love with her husband.

The problem came back up again. About the place they will choose. Always be the mind of Dawn in her calm days.

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