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Villia tried to get up from the slump. Villia looked at the reflection of her face in the rearview mirror of the car, her face was very messy, her eyes were swollen and her soul was silent. Villia took a deep breath saying to herself and tried to harden a chaotic soul.
"This cry cannot pay for the mouth of those who have dropped you Villia. You have to be able to get up, you have to be optimistic, you have to be able to be yourself, you have to be able to stand on your own two feet, you have to be what you want to be, not what they want to be. The spirit!! Throw away the things that make you this way, relax let your life flow like the flow, God's plan is better."
Villia wiped the tears that had washed her face, then smiled looking at herself.
"Thank you to everyone who has died for me, thank you for practicing my mentality and patience, so that I can become a strong person. No matter how bad you say about me, I will make it a form of support from you so that I can rise and be more than what you think." Villia said in her heart.
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Villia knew that her husband wanted to talk, but Villia seemed to not want to hear anything from him for now. Villia went to her in-laws because Villia knew the longer she was there was the same as embarrassing herself.
Upon arrival at home, Villia immediately entered the room.
"Villia, my mom, your mom, too." Mas Varo entered the room and closed the door.
"Mama is old, while Sameya is still a child and thinks she is still unstable you should be able to understand her, right?"
"Sleep Mas. Enough of your mama and your dick that drove me crazy today."
"You speak" said Mas Varo.
"Talk like an educated person."
It felt like Villia wanted to spit when her husband said that.
"That's why I said sleep, yes sleep Mas." Villia rode the basket after previously changing clothes and cleaning her face.
"Try you think, almost all your problems are just like Mama and Sameya is money. Right?"
"So, would you like to talk?"
The look on Mas Varo's face was quite relaxed and calm. "Between you, Mama and Sameya, not tired of the fuss, misunderstanding and fighting all the time?"
"Ask your Mom and Grandpa. I don't think daughters-in-law around the world would accept having Mama-in-law and Adek-in-law like them."
"She's my Mama. Villia." - Villia." Varo always remembers.
"Maybe I should choose not to have Mama and Adek if it should be like them."
"Villi."
"Here you go, I'm tired."
The inner war because of Mama-in-law and sister-in-law is not just in this week. But from the first day Villia set foot in their family. What's more since Mas Varo took office they seem to be more and more crazy.
"Let's talk about us."
"My goal is not to get married to deal with this kind of problem. I want to get married because I hope Mas can keep and protect me, in fact Mas still take care of the Mas family without caring how I feel."
"That's your feeling. I love you."
"Households need not only love. Acid, bitter, and sweet in the household does exist, but not just in one container to accommodate it. It would be better if the solution is sought together, not always in favor and defend the wrong."
Villia paused for a moment, sighing deeply, "I'm a wife. The woman who will give you offspring. If you can appreciate Mama, then you should also be able to appreciate me as your wife."
Mas Varo was silent, and his gaze was still straight towards the wife.
"If you are not ready to be a good priest for me, please leave me. I'm ready for a divorce instead of me always being hurt by Mama and Sameya."
"So, what do you want now?"
"You asked what I want? Are you kidding me? Mama and your brother made a mistake, always asking for this and that too much, you bought Sameya a piece of land without my knowledge and now you ask me what do you want? Who am I to you?" villia's tears were increasingly shed profusely expressed all his anger that raged in the heart.
Villia could not take it anymore, she was about to leave the room while carrying a pillow, bolster and blanket. Villia plans tonight to sleep in the guest room.
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"I'll smile like nothing's wrong.
...Pretend - pretend everything is fine, act as if everything is perfect, even though it is in it very tormented and painful."...
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