Husband Who Is Always Humiliated

Part 8's. Loving Because of Sincerity

"So soon, Neng," replied Bang Riswan, as I wanted to take him home.

"But, Bang."

"Already, Neng, just ignore it."

The lights of the entire hall were turned off. All the big lights then panned onto the magnificent stage.

Several men dressed in black safari uniforms lined up from the side door of the hall to the side of the stage. The host invited all the guests present to stand. It seemed, the long-awaited grand guest was already present at that place.

Like a big show, the floodlights just shine towards the stage. The cellphone light that is lit by invited guests is like thousands of fireflies flying at night.

Me, and Bang Riswan were just silent watching. My two children looked around with admiration.

"Only people in the forest, in this day and age who do not have a mobile phone."

Even though it was dark, I knew that it was Ela's voice, and it must have been insinuating for me and Bang Riswan.

"Pity me, I. It's hard to be angry." Samsiah's voice laughing. And that was also to insinuate the two of us.

Suddenly surprisingly, there was the sound of drumming music throughout this large hall. The welcoming ceremony is really made and planned as grand as possible by the committee.

The floodlight continued to point towards the center of the large stage. Not long after, a tall, well-built man dressed in black tuxedo strode towards the stage escorted by four people dressed the same as the ones lined up under the stage. All eyes were on him. So does the entire floodlight.

"Important person, surely if there are many bodyguards accompanying. Not a kind of gembel, play slonong only," said Mr. Ketus, still had time he insinuated Bang Riswan. My husband was silent and did not respond.

"Acquaintance, Sir. Already poor treasure, poor also ethics," said Kang Amran.

Me and Bang Riswan continued to ignore. While my two daughters are still amazed to look around with the many lights of mobile phones that light up simultaneously swaying.

The man dressed expensively approached the microphone that had been prepared. His personal bodyguards lined up slightly behind him. The atmosphere that had been bustling was suddenly silent, as the man was about to start his speech.

"Before, I thank you for the invited guests who are willing to attend this event. This event is not only to welcome the owner of the largest tea factory in the province, but also to introduce to all invited guests, the main heir of the Niskala Corporation, which oversees dozens of large-scale businesses across the country and even overseas."

The atmosphere inside the hall building was still quiet. Thousands of pairs of eyes like compact speechless.

"Gagah well, Kang, heir to the throne of Niskala Group successor to Mr. Muchtar," said me slowly, near the ear of Bang Riswan. Husband smile.

"Yes, Neng, dashing well," said Bang Riswan.

Silence for a moment the handsome man dressed expensively, then continued his speech again.

"Maybe you think. I, Julius Antareja as the heir to the throne Mr. Muchtar Kusumateja.

"You're all wrong.

"I'm just one of his honorable men."

The atmosphere feels tense. All the rooms were waiting, who was the big man who was waiting for his presence.

"Now I introduce you! The main heir of the late Mr. Muchtar Kusumateja, his only son, a reliable businessman who had disappeared.

"CHAIRISWAN KUSUMATEJA ....!"

The floodlight turned quickly towards where we were standing. The big tall men who had been lined up under the side of the stage were running towards us.

I'm confused, what's going on? So did all my family. Now, all the eyes that were inside this hall building were staring at us.

One of the few big-bodied people approached us, bowed for a while and said, "Please, Mr. Chairiswan Kusumateja to come on stage" he said with great respect to my husband. Bang Riswan's.

"Ba-bang, what's up, Bang?" I was a little trembling. From the tail of my eyes, I saw the faces of my Father and other brothers as stunned. Their eyes and mouth were wide open.

Bang Riswan turned his head and smiled at me, then kissed my forehead and my two eyes, also kissed his daughters cheeks again.

"This is my brother's past, Neng," he said softly.

"Ja-so, Bang, Riswan's brother is actually?"

"Yes, Neng. His full name is Chairiswan Kusumateja. Muchtar Kusumateja is my father-in-law, Eneng," said my husband gently, then clasped my fingers tightly.

"Ba-bang, I'm scared, Bang," I said, still trembling. Never thought it would happen like this. Bang Riswan brought his face to my ear.

"Eneng need not be afraid anymore. Now, those who are in fear. Prepare yourself Eneng to be ready to behave heartily," he whispered, reminding.

Bang Riswan then held my hand gently, leading to the stage with my two children. Left and right we were full of dashing men in black safari uniforms, bodyguards Bang Riswan.

The corner of my eye looked at the crying Mother, as she continued to look at me with great novelty. My brothers tried to smile as sweetly as possible. While Father, still silent.

The sound of welcoming applause began to be heard in the room of this hall. Everyone is still standing, only the Father who seems to be sitting down limp.

All welcome the arrival of the heir to the business empire Muchtar Kusumateja, namely Chairiswan Kusumateja, Bang Riswan. My beloved husband, who was always humiliated and considered a loser.

All eyes stared in astonishment. No one would have thought, if a man dressed shabby with flip-flops as the base is the heir to the fifth largest business empire in the country.

My tears flow non-stop. The patient husband, who is always silent when insulted and denigrated, is able to keep his true identity very neat and unknown to anyone.

Bang Riswan, my man. Where all my love and loyalty docked, holding my hand up the stage with full charisma. Her shabby clothes seemed to vanish unseen, hindered by her charm.

Everyone we passed lowered their heads. The large high-bodied bodyguard stared intently at him with great vigilance. The sound of applause continued to be heard, interspersed with cries of admiration. Hopefully later all business businesses that are under its power will be more developed and rapidly.

I've been standing on this grand stage. My body felt shaky, groggy and scared.

Do I deserve to accompany a conglomerate heir to this giant group?

Will I, this village woman, put my husband to shame? I'm really scared.

Bang Riswan seemed to understand my concern. Grasping my hands tighter. Then start approaching the microphone.

"Assalamualaikum warahmatullahi wabarakatuh."

The whole room returned his greetings, without exception, including from the mouths of my Father and brothers.

"Sorry before. Before I introduce myself, allow me to introduce my companion.

"A woman who loves me because of sincerity. Defending desperately her husband's humiliated self-esteem. The woman who awakened me to the true power of love.

"He was willing to live a poor and difficult life. I never complained, and I loved her. Meet my beloved wife."

"RISMA WULANDARI."

I cried sobbing on this big stage. Witnessed by thousands of pairs of eyes throughout this large hall.

I cry because I am moved. I was so beautiful in my husband's eyes. I'm just a country lady, who has no abilities let alone a school of personality. All I have is one, the sincerity of love.

Bang Riswan invited me to come forward to the microphone. It was clear from where I stood, only Mom who dared to look at me with a teary face. The Father, and the rest of my brothers, all bowed in shame, stealing glances in secret.

"Speak, Neng," whispered softly Bang Riswan. I no longer tremble. Bang Riswan's love made me more confident, and I have to keep his authority now.

"My name is Risma Wulandari. An ordinary village woman. Education only until middle school.

"I love my husband because of sincerity, and not because of who he is.

"I am strong to live all insults and insults because I believe, my husband is my soul mate forever. Not only in the world, he is also the one I ask for in every prayer, so that only he will be my companion in the hereafter. No human being would be able to separate us both."

I took a breath for a moment, this vast and whole room was silent. My eyes stared intently at the faces that had been humiliating and demeaning both of us, who were now just silently bowed without a sound.

"I, Risma Wulandari. Will preserve the dignity and dignity of my beloved husband. Chairiswan Kusumateja, either in his poor days, or even in his prime."

I quickly backed out of the microphone, and went back to my husband and children. Then embrace them with joy and happiness.

No more voices of ridicule. No more voices of reproach. All that was heard was the sound of praise and applause that rumbled, continuing to connect non-stop.

"Don't be ashamed to have a village woman's wife like a wooch, yeah, Bang," I whispered softly. Bang Riswan looked at me inside. The love light is there. Speak slowly with full seriousness.

"Abang willing to lose everything, as long as you don't lose Eneng."