My husband, my brother-in-law

the Mbok Tun

"Is it because I'm healthier??". Dita shook her head, she hugged her youngest child tightly.

" From childhood you have always loved Dea more. Do I have to give up now?? Give Abi to her?? Say it!". Diandra's voice was already hoarse holding back the cry.

"Ah.I forgot. The man even belonged to Dea. So why should you bother asking me to give it to you". As if sliced into pieces, the hearts of both people knew Diandra as if slashed by thousands of knives hearing how disappointed his son was.

"Dear.mama never thought like that". Dita increasingly roared, she never imagined if her Diandra would think like that. His affection for his two daughters was just as great. Indeed, he did not deny if Diandra more succumbed because the brother has a congenital disease since birth. But really, Dita never differentiates her affection. He did not expect that what he did and the husband would make Diandra feel excluded.

" How long have you been deceiving me?? A year? Two years?? Or was it years ago?". Everyone was silent on Diandra's question.

Diandra again rubbed the rough tears that finally shed that too. He looked back at his brother and the man whose status was still even his lover. Abi never broke the relationship between the two. A hurtful and hateful look he gave to two people who had inflicted such deep wounds on him. He will never forget all this.

"Even your cowardly son-in-law never broke up with me". Sinis Naya made Abi look at her at a glance and then back down.

Slowly she let go of her mother's embrace. Walked back one step and looked at everyone standing before him now. People he loved so much and trusted. But also the one who had killed him, killed his heart so that he could no longer feel all the other feelings besides disappointment and anger.

"Congratulations. Congratulations on your success destroying me. May your lives be happy". Diandra turned around, grabbed her suitcase and walked out.

" Diandra.sad don't go son". Dita continued to cry roaring until a while later her voice was no longer heard.

" Yamaa!!!". The brother's shout made him not even intend to turn around again.

"Oh Allah.mother". That voice, that voice was what finally made Diandra undo her intentions. He turned around, staring at the flat body rolled Dita who is now in Herman's arms.

Diandra just stared flatly at the drama in front of him, after what they did, Diandra could no longer distinguish between honest and pretend.

He sees Dea crying because Herman forbids her from going to the hospital. The look of disgust he gave when he saw Abi hugging and calming the brother.

" You're at home.Your condition is not good". Herman was ready in the car.

"Listen to papa Dea.later we'll catch up". Abi advised her very patiently.

While the old woman who made Diandra survive was walking towards her.

" Non In.." Mbok Tun, the old woman who has been taking care of him since childhood, looks still the same according to Diandra.

"Mbok Tun, healthy?". Asked Diandra with a forced smile. How can he smile sincerely if his heart is being torn and hurt deeply.

" Good non..Non Di??". Mbok Tun asked back, Diandra can see clearly if in the eyes of eanita was also harboring deep regret.

"Sehat.i say goodbye mbok. Take care health". Apparently the sense of disappointment was too deep, so that not as long as Diandra worried about the condition of the mother. Or rather, he tried not to care. He no longer wanted to get hurt when he cared about those people.

" No.." Mbok Tun can't help his employer's son step away.

"Sir.please don't go. Cassian mom.." Deanita holds Diandra's arm.

"He's your mom, not mine". Reply Diandra fierce to make Deanita's heart melt.

No more gazes of admiration in the eyes of his sister, a gaze that was usually full of admiration and affection that he could no longer see. What was in his sister's eyes was now only a disappointed and hateful look. Deanita was devastated to see it, but he realized that the pain was not comparable to what his sister felt for the mistakes he had made.

" No deck.mama love you". Deanita shook her head strongly making Diandra return with a cynical smile.

"Oh yeah? What about giving a loved one to another child? That mean?". Diandra's sting makes Deanita cry hysterically.

" Keep your hand off me". Diandra brushed off her brother's hand and looked at him sharply.

"You don't have to go like this!!". Snapped Abi who saw Diandra brushed off the hand of the woman who was pregnant with her child.

Diandra smiled again, a smile full of bitterness. Even now the man who had always been gentle with her was yelling at her just to protect Dea? Complete is not his suffering.

" You want me to behave how Mr Abimana is??". Diandra asked by affirming Abi's name.

" It's not you Di.." Lirih Abi who still embraces Deanita's shoulder.

Diandra took a step forward until the distance between himself and his brother and sister-in-law was only one step away.

"Diandra is dead!! And you're the killer!!". Strictly Diandra makes Deanita cry hysterically.

" I'm sorry brother dek.maaf". Deanita even rested on her sister who was not the least touched by what her brother did.

"Wake up Dea. You don't have to be like this". Deanita remained adamant on Diandra's feet even though Abi tried to make him rise.

" Hear what your husband says, brother. Live happily while you still can, I pray that God does not curse you".

"In.don't go brother please". Deanita pleads.

" At least wait until mommy wakes up. Mama will be sad when she wakes up and doesn't find you". Diandra stopped his steps without turning around.

"She's not my mama since she conspired with you to cover up this truth". Diandra stepped back on his feet.

" I'll talk to him". Abi helps Deanita sit down then chases after Diandra.

"In..!!" Abi blocked Diandra's hand which was directly thrown violently by Diandra.

"Why are you like this. This isn't the Diandra I know.." The gaze of those eyes was still the same, it could always weaken Diandra. But not this time.

"Then?? What do you want me to be like??". Ask Diandra sarcas.

Abi's heart piqued to find the cheerful girl's sharp gaze. He really doesn't know his Diandra anymore. Ah, even it seems that he is no longer worthy to mention Diandra as his own.

It's his fault, he's too cowardly to end his relationship with Diandra and tell her the truth if he's already married the girl's sister. Had he been honest, maybe things wouldn't have been this complicated.

" I beg you to stay.mama will be sad later". Abi Pinta. Diandra just stared flatly at the face of the man who was pleading with her. His wounds had already sealed all his love all along.

"Sister promises not to show up in front of you. But please stay a while. Just until mommy wakes up". Apparently Deanita immediately followed out. He was afraid that Abi could not persuade Diandra.

" I hope you guys really won't show up in front of me!!". Diandra pulled his suitcase back into the house, took it to his room which he had been living in for a year. Everything still looks the same, only now the situation will never be the same again.

Not for the mother herself to hang in there. But his body was too tired after his long journey. He also has to think carefully about what steps he will take after this.

"Non..mbok can come in?". Diandra stared at the door, where Tun's voice was behind the door.

" Into mbok.not locked".

The old face smiled sadly looking at Diandra who was sitting on her bed. He walked by carrying a tray that contained Diandra's favorite fried noodles.

"Feed it first, non.." The mbok Tun.

"I'm not a mbok laper.." Diandra Lirih. His decisiveness and firmness when in front of the people who betrayed him was gone already, now only Diandra appears to be wounded fragile.

"Mbok sure non can.non good people". Mbok Tun hugged Diandra affectionately, until finally Diandra cried as much as she could in the arms of her caregiver.

" They are evil mbok.why do they have heart?". Mbok Tun stroked the back of his master's son.

"God is testing the non to raise the degree of the non, mbok sure the non will be happy someday. No matter where you live, no one is happy". Diandra spilled all the bitterness of his life in the deck mbok Tun.

" Now eat yes.pubok already make non favorite noodles". Mbok Tun slowly let go of his embrace.

"But bribe ya mbok.." Pinta Diandra makes Tun smile and nods his head.

"Eating a lot yes non.move ndak want non In sick". Patently, the old woman fed the girl she had cared for since childhood. In his heart he prayed sincerely for the cheerful girl's happiness.