
At home, looks Yoga just came out of the bathroom, today he is not drunk anymore, he is not drunk anymore,
Although his brain still feels complicated, but at least he looks better at his current condition,
Yoga entered his room, and now appears to be staring at himself in front of a mirror, wearing a shirt, then wearing a neat jacket, and then,
He's been thinking about it all night, he's going to his in-laws' house today,
Maybe he will get a little angry, but it feels much better than he had to really lose his wife and child, he said,
Laras and Angga, they must be in the house of the parents of Laras, so it would not be wrong if Yoga went there now. That's what Yoga thinks,
Yoga then snatched his car keys,
The car that he had owned since long ago when he was a bachelor because it was bought by his late father, his father,
"Where are you going?"
Ask Mom who will go up to the second floor, where her bedroom is also there, too,
"To Laras' parents' house, ma'am,"
Answer Yoga,
It seemed to widen his eyes,
"What's? To Laras' parents' house? Wh-wh-what for? You mean you're gonna bring that woman back home?"
Ask Mom in a tone of voice that she obviously doesn't like,
Yoga looked at his mother,
Seeing how the radiance of hatred in his mother's eyes made Yoga as aware of the state of Laras which may be completely uncomfortable for him during his stay with his mother,
"She's my wife, Mom, and she's gone with my son, I'm gonna take them home no matter what,"
Answer Yoga,
Mom took a long breath, though,
"You've been left out, as which man is your pride? never mind, don't take care of it anymore, you better just divorce her, then work at your Uncle's office, you're still young, can find another better woman,"
Mother still continues to nag, but this time Yoga does not want to take a headache, but,
"Yoga go,"
Sayar Yoga left his mother who still continues his nagging event,
"Fuck what exactly stuck to me, had a son-in-law both are not real, one stopped, the other made her husband not strong enough to survive the marriage,"
Still had heard Mom's nagging when Yoga left, but Yoga tried not to pierce, but,
Yoga kept taking her steps away, getting out of the house and into her car in the garage,
At that time Husin, household assistant Temmi and his wife came by motorbike,
Husin, the young man was seen carrying two large and medium-sized suitcases of clothing,
Tanya Yoga to Husin, her sister's housekeeper,
Husin who was taking off his helmet came down from his motorbike, while Yoga was seen approaching the Husin motorbike to look at two suitcases that Husin carried,
"The suitcase belongs to Mr. Temmi, sir, he asked me to bring office clothes and also daily clothes here,"
Husin answered the Yoga question,
Hearing Husin's reply, Yoga looked to frown, too,
"What's the matter, did he bring this many clothes?"
Ask Yoga anyway,
Husin shook his head slowly,
"I don't know, sir, because I was just told to bring these clothes, Mrs Mariska was the same, had her clothes taken to her parents' house,"
Obviously Husin, though,
Yoga shook his head,
Why them?
A fight?
Aren't they the couple that you always say is perfect?
Mariska, the woman who has everything a woman needs, is beautiful, well, be courteous, a noble and honorable family descendant, has a good education, has a good career,
Yoga was almost bored if his mother praised his sister-in-law, who seemed to have no flaws at all,
But, now...
Yoga then so remember the scolding Mother earlier when they cross paths,
The mother who complained as if she was the unlucky mother who had two daughters-in-law, but none of them made her happy, he said,
"I brought these suitcases in yes Sir,"
Said Husin saying goodbye, who now took down one suitcase of clothes belonging to Temmi from his motorbike,
Yoga is also moving,
"Yes come in, there's Mom inside,"
The word Yoga,
Husin nodded, then hurriedly carried the suitcase of Temmi's clothes into the house,
Yoga himself walked back to his car,
As he intended, he would go to his father-in-law's house.
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