I'm taking you off, Mas!

Tumben Once He Wants to Pick Up

The day passed so quickly. Mira's forced pickup at her in-laws' house became the last day on which Mira became a daughter-in-law. The parents of Agung, Mira's husband, only allowed Mira to be brought after Afkar agreed to the agreement that Mira had to agree.

Under some conditions, Mira can be released from her in-laws' house. Even with the new status, a widow from the Great. Mira in Talak Agung by phone. If not by such a covenant. The Grand Office and the good name of his family will be destroyed.

Afkar chose to approve. Because at this time there is a lot of burden that Afkar thinks. The man wanted to get out of there.

A week has passed. Mira was brought from there. Mira now lives with Afkar and Syafa.

"Eat first, son!" Said Bu Nuri while bringing a plate of food to Mira's room. Room once occupied by Yara.

There was no response from Mira. His daughter kept silent. Mira instead cried while hugging her bent legs.

"Why would the Great be like me, Mom? He would rather be with that woman in Bandung with me. Why am I not pregnant too? If I'm pregnant, then Great Mas will come back to me, right?" Mira spoke while grabbing Bu Nuri's hand and rocking her.

Bu Nuri could not hold the plate in her hand. The plate fell to the floor.

Prong ...

the plate in Bu Nuri's hand fell and broke. Make food fall out.

Mira looked towards the plate. He looked at Bu Nuri.

"This mother can work well no, the plate holding period alone is not perfect.many mother what the hell," Shouted Mira, her attitude immediately changed from sad to rude like that. He laughed to himself, then grabbed the food on the floor.

"That's dirty, son!" prevent Bu Nuri from putting the food in her mouth. Bu Nuri held Mira's hand and threw away the food that was in her palm.

"Stop, Mom! Now don't try to ban me again. This is my life, right or not I will live it. I have no right to rule my life anymore!" Sentak Mira to Bu Nuri.

Mira's change of attitude happened so quickly.

"O Allah, Wise, why are you like this, Ndo!" lirih Bu Nuri who could not bear to see Mira.

Her daughter looked like she was depressed.

Dhiya who is usually close to Mira is afraid of her ever-changing attitude change. Sometimes crying, laughing and screaming called her husband's name.

Syafa accidentally invites a doctor to check on Mira. Doctors strongly recommended that her sister-in-law be admitted to a mental hospital. Because his mental state is not okay.

And according to the joint decision today Mira was taken to the mental hospital in Cilendek, Jakarta. At first Mira complies but after finding out she's locked up. Mira screams and asks for mercy.

"Again, Ma. Mira promises to comply. Mira promised to approve Mas Agung's marriage to the woman. But don't lock Mira up here! Mother ... Mr ... Help me!" shout Mira.

Bu Nuri was so sick to hear Mira's words. With a heavy heart they left Mira in that place, all for Mira's own good in order to get the best care. Because if you stay at home, it will endanger Syafa who is pregnant and Dhiya. Because every look at a child and a pregnant woman. Mira always yells and throws the items at her side towards Syafa and Dhiya.

"Mother ...." Dhiya said softly, the boy missed Yara.

Almost two weeks did not meet the mother. Currently, Syafa and Dhiya are in the car waiting for Afkar and Bu Nuri who are still inside.

"You miss your mother?" Ask Syafa to Dhiya.

the little boy did not answer.he could only shut up. Dhiya looks like a pressure material.

"If you miss your mother, Mamih will take you to meet her. You want?"

"Nr ...." Reply Dhiya in a soft voice out of fear?"

Dhiya nodded in return.

Somewhere else. Yara is getting better at adapting to her work.

Bu Haryani directs Yara to hone her talent.

Bu Handayani's workspace became a favorite place for Yara in addition to the kitchen. There are many clothing designs that Yara has made. Occasionally Yara also contacts Kak Ima to inform him of his whereabouts. Yara decides to stay with Bu Haryani. Yara did not want Afkar trying to meet her.

"Once in a while go out, don't stay at home" said Ms. Handayani as she walked into the study.

"Yes, Mom, you're running away soon! I'll come out, later." Yara replied as she placed the pencil she was holding.

Ms. Haryani smiled. "I have an appointment with a close friend of mine at the cafe, not far from here. You I'm coming?" Take Mrs Handayani.

Yara shook her head slowly. "I'm at home, Mom" she replied.

"Then I say goodbye, maybe tomorrow or the day after tomorrow my best friend. He will also visit here.Want you help mom cook for him huh?" pinta Bu Handayani's.

The nod from Yara made Bu Handayani feel happy. The woman quickly went to her promise place with her friend.

After the departure of Bu Haryani. It was time for Yara to take a break from her activities all day. He wants to rest for a moment. But stopping work and relaxing instead made Yara re-remember with Dhiya. That's why Yara won't shut up. Whatever he did at the house of Mrs Handayani to divert his longing towards Dhiya. In addition to drawing clothing designs, Yara often fills activities with cooking. Bu Haryani is even addicted to Yara's cooking. That's why he invited his best friend to visit his house. In return will invite good food at his home.

At cafe.

It had been half an hour over two aged women chatting casually at the Blackwhite cafe.

"I'm going to your house but promise to give me a dress design for my future daughter-in-law!" mama Anggi.

"Emang, is your son a married child?" Cats Bu Haryani.

Hearing that, Mama Anggi bent her face with the question of Bu Handayani. He realized that his son did not even have a wife

"Just pray for immediate effect." "Aamiin," replied Mrs Handayani briefly.

And the meeting ended when the two friends together had a light conversation about their lives.

Mama Anggi also confided about her eldest son who never wanted to get married. Even though his age is ripe. With the various efforts he has been doing all this time.

"It seems like it's getting late. I say yes, Nggi!" Said Ms. Haryani. "Would you like to come home with me?" Mrs Handayani offered me a ride.

"G .. Not necessary. I'll go home with Erza," refused Mama Anggi.

"Tumben once Erza wants to pick up," Bu Haryani was surprised to hear.

"My son is heartbroken like that, Har. For almost two weeks, he always comes home." Mama Anggi felt sorry for Erza.

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