My Love That's Not In Restui

Chapters. 68. Contrition

After Giman managed to open the door of his house. He headed to his room, where his wife was sitting pensively.

"You are satisfied now ma'am, you have succeeded and managed to put your own son in prison"

Miss Tarni who gasped in shock stared fiercely at her husband.

"Why do you blame your mother, Sitah went to jail for her carelessness"

Bu Tarni also told about the stupidity of Sitah in carrying out the Strategy they had designed.

"You fool, you taught him to obey your ambitions, but you don't feel guilty at all. You bastard, sorry I married you, my hard work all this time"

Mr. Giman threw his fist at the mirror until it broke into pieces. At the age of their marriage, only this time Mr. Giman was furious, his emotions peaked, feeling failed as a husband and as a parent.

"You think you're angry, you're angry too sir. If only Sitah had been smarter when she kidnapped Gilang, it wouldn't have happened like this. I'm ashamed to have a son in prison"

Ms. Tini kept shouting, she cried as she pleased, remembering the words of the neighbors who always cornered her.

"That's all your fault, you stupid mother, you can't educate a child,"

Mr. Giman approached Ms. Tarni with both hands blocking the shoulders of Tarni's mother.

"So you don't feel guilty at all..."

"Mommy just wants the mother's child to live happily, unlike her mother who is always miserable because of the wrong choice of husband. I want Sitah to marry a rich man so that his life is enough, where's the harm in trying?"

Ms. Tarni vented out all her heart she had been craving all this time. Married to Mr. Giman, all clothing, food and board are fulfilled. But Tarni's dream is not only that. He wants to always care for expensive candidates to always look beautiful and eye-catching. He also wants to be able to walk every day to the mall. Sopping, riding a luxury car, living in a magnificent house. All that could not be realized because the husband was only a farmer.

"Oh so, all this time you think that the benchmark of one's happiness is not far from money and property"

Mr. Giman let go of his check on his wife's shoulder. His body felt limp. staring at the face of the woman who had accompanied him for decades.

"Of course"

Briefly, Tarni replied, her nether eyes returned her husband's gaze with a sharp eye.

"Then...I am not the husband you want?" asked Mr. Giman in a trembling voice.

"lhaa... That's real," said Tini

"Listen carefully, I'm talking about you, from now on you're not my wife anymore"

Vibrating but still sounding very clear, Mr. Giman uttered a talaq sentence. Ms. Tarni was flabbergasted to hear the sentence that had just been spoken from the person who had married her decades ago. He sat limp, droplets of clear liquid flowing from both corners of his eyes. The woman did not expect that her husband would divorce her right when she was down.

After saying the talaq sentence, Mr. Giman immediately packed all his belongings. Holding a backpack and pulling a suitcase, Mr. Giman approached Ms. Tarni who was looking at him with a view of Shock.

Mr. Giman left Bu Tarni with a million pains, considering that his decades of hard work were never appreciated by his wife.

Giman has now left Tarni's mother for a month. The money in the wallet is starting to run out. Ms. Tarni started to get confused about how she could meet all her needs. The days he spent alone. He was looking for work in the houses of the people of Cipaganti and surrounding areas, who knew that there was a need for his energy.

All the houses of the citizens of Cipaganti and surrounding areas he had visited, but no one wanted to hire him. They are on average afraid that Ms. Tarni is making trouble in her household.

When in a confused condition, it appears in his mind the idea to garden, as usually pak Giman ex-husband did. Incidentally a plot of land and equipment for gardening her husband Giman's legacy is still complete.

In the scorching heat, Ms. Tarni began to descend into the garden to spray the land with contact herbicides to kill the weeds that grew in the garden. He still remembered how the stages of gardening were often taught by Giman when they were newlyweds, at that time, their relationship was still very sweet. So that Mr. Tarni still often down to the garden just to accompany Mr. Giman to work.

The next day the weeds died. He cleaned it up to then hoe it. The plan is to plant vegetable crops that harvest quickly. Like spinach, kale or mustard greens, because the way of planting is relatively easy and the harvest is faster, which is less than a month.

Sweat continued to pour on his tired face. But Tarni continued to swing his hoe to manually inflame the ground, a little bit, because he could not afford to rent a tractor.

Now the middle-aged mother felt how tired her husband used to make a living. There began to be a speck of regret that increasingly stifling the chest. If he had never had the ambition to want Sitah to be married to a rich man. Maybe at this time she is still living relaxed to enjoy the results of her husband's work.

As a result of his actions that intend to damage the happiness of others, it is his happiness that is broken into pieces. Her husband divorced her and her son went to prison.

After a week, Tarni worked on his garden, finally all the seeds he bought in the agricultural store were planted already. It was in his mind to meet Gilang to apologize and plead for Sitah to be released. If she was free she would not be lonely they could garden together. It was so beautiful, this time he did not want to finish marrying his daughter to a rich man.

It seems to be true in the opinion of some. Happiness is not just about money. Being with a loved one and having enough health is also a priceless happiness. It's a pity that he realized.

Using his meticulous vehicle, the mother of Sitah drove her meticulous vehicle towards Gilang's house. His heart was determined to apologize and plead for the freedom of the princess.

"there's Miss Tarni, please come in and sit down"

Sekar who had just opened the door, greeted him kindly. His face looked bright white and well-groomed. Her body which when pregnant looks fertile has now slim back.

He realized just how stupid he was. There's no way Mr. Gilang is interested in his daughter. If his wife alone looks graceful and beautiful stunning.

"A cup of hot chocolate was served by an assistant to him.

"Please drink ma'am, happened to be this morning Brother Gilang asked to make hot chocolate. So I have an assistant make it for mom"

Sekar sat in front of Ms. Tarni with eyes scanning the entire body of Tarni who looked thin, blackened. Tousled and unkempt.

"You again where my dear wife is"

Mr. Gilang appeared from behind the door, held his handsome son and called his wife with a loving call.

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