My Love is Blocked by the Holy Promise

Chapters. 103. Apologizing

(POV) Juice

"Male if it's drunk women are like that ma'am, can't distinguish which woman is good, which is not, which woman is sincere love and which one just wants the property," the other woman replied.

"Especially if the man has felt the caress of the woman what is her name..pelakor!.ya pelakor!.kusah loose, which is remembered only if the warm woman of the actor," this time the woman who spoke first chimed in. I kept walking I saw my mother-in-law sitting on a chair with tears in her eyes. My chest was really sore at the teardrops on my in-laws face.

"What's this you're looking for my wife Juita. Please speak carefully, do not shout and make trouble at our sacred event" said mas Edi.

"You sit down first we solve this problem with a Cold head," Mr. Dewanta took two chairs to sit the couple's husband and wife who caused the commotion earlier. Others took seats for me and my husband to sit down. Ms. Zahra came with two bottles of mineral water and handed them to the couple.

"Father, I drink first yes, solve your problems with a calm heart and clear mind in order to get the best solution and no one feels wronged," said Zahra while inviting the couple to drink.

"Actually what happened to the mother's household, so the mother came here angry at Juita who had just held a marriage contract.

"Look sir, I've been getting messages lately from someone. She confessed to my husband's affair and was going to marry my husband, I didn't become a wife. Because I am not good at taking care of myself so that my husband loves other women more than his wife, the woman claimed to be named juita. try to think how I feel not broken," the woman's cry broke.

"What is the truth that the father's wife said" asked Dewanta to the woman's husband who looked lethargic.

"I never had an affair with any woman sir, I did intend to divorce my wife, but not because I had another woman. I wanted to divorce my wife because I could not afford to give a living because she always demanded that I fulfill her desire to live a gelamor lifestyle and have fun with her fellow tourists. I only work as a palm oil pendodos. I do not want my money, my hard work is only used to buy expensive clothes, streets that are not useful. It is better that my money be saved for the education costs of my children later in life. Therefore, divorcing him and returning him to his parents is the best way, so that I can focus on working and taking care of my children" the woman's husband explained.

mr. Dewanta then looked at me and my husband.

"What is it true that this mother Juita said, if you have sent her a message about your relationship with her husband," asked her Godfather to me.

"We should just check the phone sir, if my number is entered into the mother's phone. This is my phone, can be checked if I only use one card and never send any message to him, how I want to send a message to him, his number alone I do not know," I said firmly. I saw several pairs of eyes looking at me, including my smiling husband.

"Father, Juita, did you know each other before" asked Mr. Dewanta, we also simultaneously replied no. Finally, Mr. Dewanta checked the phones of the mothers who made a scene earlier and also checked my phone.

"Look ma'am, if you see the number that entered the mother's order, who sent a message to the mother is not Juita, but maybe another woman who uses the name Juita to damage her reputation.

"Let me see, who knows I know the number," Santi immediately grabbed the phone that was being given to the troublemaker's mother, he immediately checked the incoming message.

"Yes right mom, the number is the same as Meri's number which says that she is Juita. Do you know Meri," asked Mr. Dewanta again after he sipped the warm tea that my mother had just served.

"That's my arisan friend, so insolent he is, has made me ashamed of people's marriages.

"Mbak Juita I'm sorry because I have humiliated mbak mbak marriage ceremony, forgive me yes," said the troublemaker's mother while greeting me and wanted to prostrate on my feet, but I immediately held him. There was no need for him to prostrate himself to get my forgiveness, because it was just a misunderstanding.

Then this problem is finished well, if your personal problems as a husband and wife please resolve yourself at home, maybe you can ask your family and relatives to get a decision that does not make you regret in the future.

Finally, the husband and wife were ready to go home and repeatedly apologized to all who were there for making the atmosphere uncomfortable.

My mother-in-law approached me and stroked my shoulders.

"To be a good person is a lot of trials, son, but never give up. Because the one bad deed we have done is sometimes better remembered than the dozens of good deeds we have done," said my mother-in-law. I nodded as well, smiling.

"Whatever obstacles stand in your way, never make you give up, stay in His way," Zahra enlightened me as she patted my shoulder.

"Thank you son, it turns out you still stick to your stance, mother's prayer is always with you, may you always be strong to undergo the test of life. Look yes, to be a good person there must be a test and a bad person always gets misfortune like you often experience. So if you think the same, just so the good person his heart is always comfortable and peaceful and you also now feel," said the mother. If I think that's true, then good or bad people are equally difficult. So if you have to choose yes mending be a good person because of the reward heaven.

Now that the event has finished, one by one the invitees have gone home.

"I will go back to the village of Mentereng and want to nyamperin the Meri. I want to hit him, what the hell does it mean to slander you on the mother earlier. I'm really upset if I remember the incident earlier," said Santi while greeting me and saying goodbye home.

"Already Santi, do not make trouble, later you can be ashamed of yourself in front of the villagers. We have received poor judgment from the community, so whatever we do the view of society against us remains ugly. We better shut up and fix ourselves.

What happened last afternoon, maybe it was my test, to get stronger through the rigors of life. And it happened to the woman that it was her fault, why she came in such a rage. If he came and asked well, everything would be fine.

"Yes, it's also you, if I think you're smarter now" Santi said as he ran towards his vehicle.

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