
Arumi walked out of the room after seeing Gibran calm down a bit. He's wearing a hijab because there's going to be a lecture tonight.
Gibran had forbidden Arumi to buy food for studies, but his wife still did.
Just like when the hospital payment, Gibran wanted to replace the hospital fee that Arumi paid but the woman did not want to accept it.
Alana sat in the corner of the room, still crying. Arumi approached and hugged her.
As the study was about to begin, it seemed Joana was coming. He entered the house with definite steps. Gibran had just finished dressing and immediately joined the other mourners.
Joanna sat among the other mothers. Alana looked at Joana's arrival with a sharp look.
After all the mourners came home, Joana was still sitting in her original place.
Alana stood up from her seat and approached Joana. The girl pulled the veil that covered Joana's head and pulled her hair.
"Basic women ja*la*ng. All this happened because of you" said Alana pulling Joana's hair hard.
"Peel, Alana, Pain ..." said Joana.
Arumi came over and so did Gibran. Arumi pulls Alana's hand that holds Joana's hair.
"Alana, release the Deck. Can't be gini!"
"This woman's father died, Ma'am," said Alana.
"All fate, you must remember that."
"naval ... Don't play violence. Release, Deck!" Gibran.
"Mas and women are perfect! Both losers and traitors!" yell Alana.
Mother who since the return of the mourners directly entered the room, came out to hear the noise. He saw Alana who was angry with Joana. Mother approached her daughter.
"Alana, stop it, son. There is no point in getting angry and regretting everything that happened. I can't ignore you."
"I hate this woman, I hate it too!" alana shouted and after that went into the room. Arumi follows Alana.
After Alana went into the room, mother also went back into her room. Only Manda still serves the remaining mourners. All that was left was the closest family to the distant family.
When dating first, Gibran often invites Joana if there is a family meeting.
"Go home! Don't ever come again!" Gibran.
"Why? What's wrong if I come to the service?"
"Wrong! Because your presence was never expected."
"I am the mother-to-be of your son. Is it wrong that I came to worship when my future-in-law died?"
"Wrong! I told you from earlier. Before Brother Manda comes to see you and there is a commotion, please go home. You know how Manda'kan is"
"Okay, I'm home. But you have to promise me tomorrow I'll go to the apartment."
"I'm grieving Joana. Where could I leave the house."
"I don't want to know.I want you to come."
"Tomorrow I'll try. Now you go home!" gibran's orders again. After Joana leaves, Gibran enters.
Just as his feet stepped in came the voice of Kak Manda.
"Have gone your stash," said brother Manda.
"Don't say that, Brother."
"So what is the proper name for a woman who is the lover of a man's husband?"
"Sister, we're grieving. I don't wanna fight. I'm sorry if everything happened because of my fault."
"Are you aware of your mistake?"
"Sorry, Brother. I was wrong. Brother deserves to be angry.But at this time I ask Brother Manda to hold back his anger first. Anything you can do to me later."
Gibran went into the room and left all the remaining family. In Gibran's room, he was crying alone.
Seriate.