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TALAQ

Povs. Ayuna Maharani

"We hereby declare that the brother of Bagus Prasetyo received a four-year prison sentence and a fine of one hundred million rupiahs,"

The judge has knocked Palu three times, deciding the punishment to be received for the Mas Bagus case.

I saw, Mas Bagus just bowed lethargic by sitting on his wrong chair. Handcuffed, orange shirt, she looks so pathetic.

There were no other words that Mas Bagus said. The only thing that's going on right now is my mother-in-law. I don't know when he came, I didn't even tell him about Mas Bagus and Dinda.

Understandably, ever since I married his son, he didn't want to admit me as his son-in-law. In fact, he once said, had crossed the name of Mas Bagus from his family card, on our wedding day. From there, I no longer dared to deal with him. Mas Bagus also asked me to no longer contact his mother or other family in Surabaya.

I looked at how hysterical my mother-in-law was. As a mother, maybe this time her heart was hurt to see her son get punished. However, that is not what a good mother does if she knows where her child's fault lies.

Honestly, I'm so sad. The hammer of the judge made my tears fall. I also thought about how my fate would be when Mas Bagus left. Will my home survive? There was a lot of confusion going on between us.

I won't know if I haven't, but I will try to be more patient. Being a failed mother has been painful for me, I don't want to be a failed wife for my husband. I want to fix it. May God give way to my good intentions.

"Mom," I said with my famous in-laws this judes.

"You? What are you coming here for? You're happy to see my son get a four-year sentence? You satisfied???"

My heart intention is clean, want to repair and wait for Mas Bagus to get out of prison even though it is still four years away. However, just now that I showed my face in front of him and my mother-in-law, I was judged to be untrue.

"Mom, I'm not here ..."

"Ayuna, your heart is rotten! You must be laughing at Good Fates right??"

Again, I was accused of a no-no by my mother-in-law. Unreasonable accusations, which I did not make at all. He didn't give me a chance to talk.

"No, Mom. I'd like to say it's good."

It's free, because talking to my mother-in-law will only prolong the problem. His heart was already blazing with black flames. So that every time I see me, there is only hatred in his eyes.

"Mas," I greeted my husband who had been silent since.

"Mas, I know this is heavy for you. Same, it's hard for me to walk. But, in any case this is a punishment that you must accept for your own actions, I ..."

"It turns out, yes, my mother said, you were happy when you saw me punished like this,"

Not yet finished, my words have been broken by Mas Bagus.

"Mas, I'm not happy. Instead I feel suffering because of you," I said as it is.

"Good, don't beat him! Why don't you tell that useless wife!"

Astaghfirullah, I can only be as much as I can in my heart while rubbing my chest that feels this tight due to the insults that my mother-in-law keeps throwing.

"Mom, I don't have the right to say that. It's a household matter I'm the same Mas Bagus. So please give me a chance to talk to both of you,"

"God! I'm his mother, I know more about my son. You're just a girl who ruined a good future. From the beginning I never liked you, and see now? You can't take a good trip to the real road. It's proved!!"

So, I'm still the most guilty person here. If my husband made a mistake without my knowledge, would it still be my fault? Do I have to admit something that is not my fault? Nah!

"Mas, I want us to fix everything. I want you to realize your mistake and repent. I'm here to wait for you, Mom,"

I didn't listen to my mother-in-law's words. Although it actually hurts my heart to accept it. If I hadn't remembered Mas Bagus, it wouldn't have been impossible for me to have fought him from earlier.

As much as possible I respect my mother-in-law, because I consider her my mother too.

"Mas, we can start again everything. We can fix everything that is broken in our household. I want us to be sorry for each other, let alone lose our son, Dinda."

"Good, he can only talk. Don't trust him, where are you?? After all, Mother who always cemenin and look at you here, even though I came all the way from Surabaya."

The poison my mother-in-law made has spread to every corner of my husband's brain. To the great extent Mas Bagus threw my hand firmly. Is this how a husband treats his wife? Should she obey every word of her mother?

"Get off my hands, Ayuna,"

"Mas, should you be horrified by Mother's continued speech? Try to beat me up,"

"You still want to defend our household, you should get me out of here now. Not just giving me the lure to wait for me four more years!"

The impact of Good Mas made my heart shake, it hurt so much. To the point that some policemen were staring at the three of us. I still endured this heartache, because my intention was to fix everything. I still understand Mas Bagus and all forms of emotions.

"Mas, I'm also trying to free you. But you know for yourself, I don't have that kind of money for your nebus,"

"Tuh, right. You can value yourself. What about your hypocritical wife, Gus,"

"Mom, can you not interfere with my problems with Mas Bagus?"

I've started to get emotional. I just kept quiet and held back this anger. However, it turns out that patience is not as easy as turning the palm of the hand.

"Look, how defiant this woman is. Talk to my parents," said my mother-in-law with her full name Ningsih Asmihayati.

"Mas, I'll find a way to get you free, you're patient, yeah."

I have softened my voice, softly. I asked for a lot of understanding from Mas Bagus. But again Mother-in-law always interfered with my conversation.

"Good, I can get you out as soon as possible. But you have to fuck him up!"

The deggg!!

Who exactly married me? Good or His Mother? Why does the one who keeps saying divorce is always his mother?

"Ayuna, you're horrified, aren't you? You can free me," said Mas Bagus with an angry look. His sharp eyes, his tight jaws, all of them were emanating clearly.

"Certainly? Do you want to give me a run, Mom?"

"Sure, because I don't want to live rotting here. After all, you didn't show me any effort at all to free me,"

"MAS, I said I'm another attempt. You know my condition, while saving our money, Dinda's insurance has you abisin make that illegal stuff!!!"

My frustration had already peaked, I really could not be the patient woman I had intended to be at the beginning. I can't.

"Geeh! You talk again! Well, Mom says, I shouldn't have married a dissident woman like you,"

"Mass? Be careful what you say, it can be ..."

"I'm your talak! I'm tired, Ayuna!"

My heart is no longer beating. I feel dead lice in front of Mas Bagus and also my mother-in-law. The tears that I have shed are now back. It's exploding!

"I'm your talaq!!!"

Mas Bagus' voice sounded vibrating. With my hands pointing towards my face, my mother-in-law's gaze looked happy accompanied by a smile that riveted from her thin lips. Almost everyone who was here heard Mas Bagus' talaq say to me.

I'm ashamed, everyone is pointing at me. Staring at me as if I were such a low and despicable woman.

Immediately exhausted, I couldn't say anything more. My body sat on a cold tile, my tears spilled as well as being a witness to the mental violence that Mas Bagus gave.

If so, is my status officially a widow??