Married 14 Times

Chapter 8

Hufh Yana was much smaller than I thought all this time, but all this time we were fine, even for a fight there was hardly any time.

In my yard, Yana gave me a week to think about answers for her.

Yana began not to care about her obligations as a school guard, the child broke up the class she also broke up with her favorite motorcycle, of course to the clown's house.

I went to my in-laws and cried I was there, my in-laws supported me because my in-laws knew very well my sacrifice to their children.

My in-laws took me to some smart people, he said, yes a rowdy shaman might make his son want to stay away from the woman. From condition A to Z in-laws supporting him.

One week had passed, Yana brought the woman back before me, I was trying hard in the middle of the tidal wave, my heart was swaying in the direction of the destination. I refuse to be in honey really don't want me in two right.

Yana was angry, yelled angry angry at me even berate me in front of the clown does not know himself, everything on the slings at that time and they also disappeared somewhere.

It turns out they came to Yana's mother, brought by her mother Yana, I don't know what they gave, but they came to Yana's mother's house more often and always brought food.

One day my intention of coming to his mother Yana wanted to ask about their arrival, what business until they passed me?

But the answer is beyond my reasoning, his mother supports them, what? The world is dark this heart.

" eh Jul barin ajah Yana marry again, so that she can have children," said the mother-in-law with a cynical face.

"But mah is not gituh mah, I'm not a moment to accompany the mamah child," I said while holding back tears so as not to spill.

"Emang you are not kasian with Yana who really wants to have children, the lifetime is only visited by your sister, Yana also wants to or in her old age at her biological children." The in-laws grumbled.

Weak already this soul, where are the in-laws who have always supported me?

Sunday was a quiet day because school was off, I called my sister to come, I wanted to confide in what happened.

My sister told me to leave because Yana is not a good man.

"Mamah think ajah dong, already PHK, nganggur cm play PS, bontang banting wife make a living to eat her family but now reply rich gini," the eyes of the sister bulged with emotion.

My brother told me to pray, he said to calm down, ask God for guidance on this matter.

Two months drifting, I decided to split up. With the help of my sister, I got a rented plot after I sold the refrigerator my sister gave me.

Starting to organize life in a direction that is still dark, apparently sister could not bear to see me like this, oh yes sister has separated from her husband at that time, if we are the same status as widows.

My sister always accompanied me, took me for a walk, ate a meal, but I couldn't enjoy it yet, my heart was still attached to Yana.

After I was calm and mastered the situation, my sister asked permission to migrate to Singapore, because my sister wanted to find experience, of course I allow because all this time my younger brother worked just so do might be saturated.

Sometimes I think, is this a hereditary factor until I get married to 12x, yes Yana my 12th husband. Father (alm) married until 17x, mother married 7x before splitting with me at that time, either mother married again or live alone wallahu allam.

My neighbor's name is Yuyun introduced me to a man who is quite old, I do not want to be married, quite like this. He's kind, polite, and obviously he doesn't talk much about this ear is not tired. Since it was Dad's meal and rent, I called him Dad.

One year Dad has financed me, I always confided with my father about the twists and turns of my life, my father has always been a loyal listener of all my complaints. He assured me he wouldn't hurt me.

True to the saying, sick because the medicine man is a man again, I also decided to take care of my divorce with Yana, it turns out Yana was married to the clown. How can it be? But it's my business to just get a widow's letter.

It turns out not so complicated because I have acquaintances of the village, all helped him to come out the widow's letter.

Getting married again the 13th time is not easy it turns out, even though it has been 1 year to know each other tp still feels stiff. I also learned again to build a household not to fail again.

Every time my father never took a step, just delivering food and shopping money, sometimes just taking a nap between work hours.