I'm your wife, not your maid

bad reality

Sari was already feeling better after these three days of completely shutting herself in the room.

he was guarding the shop this morning, "wah mbak Sari, where have you been these days invisible?"

"Bu RW, yes Ma'am I am sick, the body is carefree all maybe because of fatigue," replied Sari

"uh mbak mentang young, all want to be sold, or what if the husband's nyari only, let anyone find a living?" asked Bu RW while smiling meaningfully.

"ha-ha-ha mom could have, but sorry I haven't been able to" replied Sari who was suddenly sad.

"yes, I'm also joking, but really want to have a daughter-in-law of this mbak Sari," said the woman.

but forgetting everything was very difficult, especially what he experienced during the marriage was very bad.

in a house, a man was doing the bookkeeping, "this is the coffee mas," Azila said

"thank you dear, hello son father.." said Nanang rubbed Azila's stomach.

"mas that mother is not tied so, fearing that the neighbors will be disturbed when the mother revolted," said Azila.

"already Azila, I did it for my own mother, you know what she did, instead of her in prison, better let her on the left g like this," said Nanang who now looked wiser.

"yes, I didn't think that you could do that to Adelia and the family" Azila said spoiledly.

"yes dear," replied Nanang who was happy to have a wife like Azila.

"but not only mother, maybe I can also kill you if I dare to betray myself" Azila said.

"of course not, how can I leave a woman who is willing to sacrifice everything for my sake is injured," said Nanang rubbed the hair of the woman he had been married for a month.

he remembered very well after running off with his mother, Nanang took as much as he could from the ATM.

but it can't last forever, "tortoise has to go ma'am, but where?" ask Nanang.

"we hid in a secret place that belonged to my mother, and we must think of a way to move on, because I'm sure your father will continue to seek our revenge," said Bu Wiwit.

"well ma'am, and I know who can help us" Nanang said.

they also went to a village on the outskirts of the city that was quite far away.even it was a row of teak forests along the way.

the two of them went down a path, Bu Wiwit also invited Nanang into the forest.

it turns out there is a pretty good hut, Nanang saw his mother.

"Mom, won't this be a problem? moreover, this hut might belong to someone," Nanang said worriedly.

"calm down, this is mom's shack, you don't need to be confused, let's go in" said Bu Wiwit.

it did not feel like they lived in the hut for a week, and Nanang could not stand it anymore.

what's more he needs money, "just enough Mom, I can't survive like this idiot, now I'm gonna go back there and make some money."

"you don't go crazy Nanang, you want your father to kill you, after all," Bu Wiwit said fearfully.

"but I'm sick of mom, I'm going to leave now" said Nanang who recklessly came out from his hiding place.

Nanang also mingled with everyone watching the show, he accidentally collided with Sari who was seen inviting Yuni who looked so sad.

Nanang felt sorry to see his sister, but he chose to leave and not greet her.

Nanang reaches his house and Sari first, he searches for the money he hid in a secret place.

unexpectedly suddenly the lights lit up, he was shocked and turned his head and saw the figure of the Wawan manager in front of him.

"dad..."

"why are you like a thief, if only you wanted to come I could give you money to run, but of course all is not free" said the man.

"i won't hand over my mother to you, you betrayed her and now you're the one who got hurt" Nanang said

"yes you're right, I'm the one who got hurt and it's good that you don't call me father anymore, because we don't have blood ties, you don't have to give up your mother, you don't have to, it's enough for him not to meet people or hurt anyone again, and if you kill him yourself, that's better" said the Wawan photographer who put a bag of money on the table.

and a car key, "you can take all this away, but under the terms I said before,"

"but how will you know if I kill my mother or not" Nanang said.

the man changed the look on his face, "of course you know who I am not, actually I know where you live, I just want to see what your movements are, if it's dangerous, if it's dangerous, maybe I will kill you both from a long time ago" said the Wawan spokesman.

Nanang really can not say anything, because he knows very well how the character of the man in front of him.

"now I will wait for your decision, think carefully, of course you do not want to disappoint me anymore, no, after the events of Sari and Adelia, I could have killed you at this time, but however you are still the child I raised with my own hands, so now the choice is in your hands," said the Wawan photographer who sat in the chair enjoying his cigarette.

"alright I will follow all your words," said Nanang who went to take the money bag and the car away.

Nanang then left the house, and the Wawan manager would certainly not let go of the man just like that.

"you take it, then you girls become people who obey all my words if not, of course you will see who I really am" murmured the Wawan.

nanang's car accidentally passed in front of Azila's house, and in the house had just dispersed many people who were dressed as people who were sagging.

"what's up? it seems like I should see what happens," he muttered waiting for everyone to leave and the atmosphere was quiet.

at eleven o'clock in the evening, Azila's house seemed to be deserted, Nanang went up through the back door of the house.

he also knew the woman's room, he immediately entered and saw Azila who was curled up in the bed.

Nanang turned on the room lights, "what is this Azila?"

hearing the voice, Azila sat down and looked for the source of the sound, she ran towards Nanang and hugged him.

"where have you been, I was pregnant and when you left, I made my husband die of a heart attack" Azila said.

"what? so you want to be with me?" ask Nanang.

Azila nodded, and Nanang hugged her lover again, "then we leave this place, you want to?" tawang Nanang's.

Azila nodded and took away all the treasures left behind by her husband, even the house would be sold as soon as possible, and did not care about her husband's children.

after all Azila already has a letter stating that all the property belongs to him for the transfer of ownership.