TEARS OF DIAH

TWO PAINFUL THINGS

Making a sweet tea, Diah who initially smiled at the mother-in-law, shuffled just like that.

"You need to drink sweet, expensive sugar. What are they all buying? barren, make it difficult for the husband to drag the windfall again. If you think, you're the wife of a windfall carrier loh Diah." said the mother-in-law, making Diah swallow saliva bitter.

"Insyallah who is patient, ma'am, but Fariz also bertaar again want to interview, hopefully accepted." soft Diah.

"All right, gently how. People ask for money every day work, you are also here the burden of mama's eyes, move aside! let Fariz find another woman, who can love children for the mother's son, usually he will be smooth if he changes wives." oceh mother-in-law, to be invisible.

Istighfar Diah!!

Diah, be patient in the room crying, until a few hours later when Fariz came home. Diah approached him.

"Have you come home? what mas accepted work, if accepted we contract yuk mas. Even though it's a patch."

"Ih .. You're new also come, have been digressing continue."

"Mas, mother always wronged me continue as usual, even though the plot is small. We can comfortably stay mas, I beg mas."

"Diah, I'm leaving again. After all, living here is good, don't pay all the fees. Just think of the wind and ok! mas pamit."

Diah stared at her husband, really driving him crazy for longer.

Until where he tidied some of his blue sheet money slipping into a bag, trailing Fariz's interview place.

'I love the spirit of Fariz aja deh.' Inner Diah.

Diah was pleased with her mother-in-law, until where she asked the base taxi, following her husband's taxi away.

'Bih mas Fariz, not ngirit even take a taxi?' gerutu Diah, allowing ojek helmet.

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"Mas, add! I still want more!"

"Hey! baby we've done it five times, aren't you tired?"

"Mas, he said we want something for the new generation. After birth, Diah was treated. You promised me, caesar continues to be born!"

"Of course it's dear."

Diah was like being struck by lightning, his body stiffly missed, like gouging sharp objects. Dull stabbing in the heart. Diah broke down the door. So shocked by what he saw at this moment, the husband he loved was covered in a spoiled blanket with half a cloth cover.

Heh! why are you here? Fariz fell silent, covering part of Mira's body.

"Mas, have you! why are you doing all this?" shouts Diah, his eyes can no longer stem tears and disappointment.

Fariz just relaxed, picked up the shirt. Then wear the bottom cover ended with a waist adhesive, with his leisure he walked closer to Diah.

"Don't go near! your scent is too foul!"

"Diah! remember I'm your husband. You should be following me. Mira and I have a contract marriage. Mira promised to give us offspring. But I'll be fair until everything works out. For my mother's sake, too, let's not just go on nagging at you."

Fariz lightly spit in front of Diah's face, in the style of petenteng both hands to the waist. And pointed at Diah's face.

"You forgot? eight years, you haven't given me anything yet, the cry of Diah's son!My family has asked me a lot! tired, I even get tired of everyone and family asking. Sure, if you're not in trouble?"

"I mean, me?"

"Well! obviously you're barren Diah."

"So this is the way?"

"Yes! you should thank me. After Mira gets pregnant and gives birth. We can be together, you can focus on our son."

Mas!

Diah did not believe, he was tired of family catering all day, often overtime, rarely at home. Now it must be faced with her husband's immature mindset. Frankly, it is Diah who has been taking care of all the needs of life.

Even Diah's mother-in-law, she knows if the monthly money of eight million to support and educate her husband's sister, from her son's efforts so far. Though Diah is everything, even the water, electricity and gas bills that often explode every month. Not to mention in that house he lived, with in-laws and sister-in-law who were ten meters away on the boundary of the towering wall.

Diah is often tired, for the joint venture of the entire bill at her mother-in-law's house, although a little sometimes often changed. Still, the mother-in-law's treatment always blamed Diah.

"Enough mas! you guys just continue. I'm tired, I need to decide everything." sobs Diah, go.

At Home.

Diah still can not think of things, after catering daily. He didn't want to eat, just because he remembered Fariz. But once he got home, the food he bought, just stale and tasteless. Especially when Fariz came home, brought the woman and clearly introduced her mother-in-law.

"This is what you said Fariz, take it to the guest room!" Ratna.

"Is this the payoff for me. I am dedicated and trying to be the best wife. Is that less?" she closed the ear because ******** that was clearly heard next to her room.

So Diah recalled the memory of himself with Fariz first meeting.

Nine years ago, Diah herself had no idea who the man who helped her at the cafe was. He could only sob in pain, bitterness in the environment. Because at that time Diah first broke up in love, in live teaching to the country sebrang, in a long time.

His lover was a son of a wholesale iron collector. He received a scholarship to a neighboring country. Until then he broke his relationship with Diah, in order to realize his biggest dream is success.

Diah himself did not expect to be fooled by the actions of Fariz who helped him. Over time that feeling changed and accepted Fariz's lack of a husband, when Fariz proposed to her in awe, and simply.

One year married, then Diah knew the true nature of Fariz's behavior is increasingly real. So that he has to keep working. Not to mention spoiled, when every problem he had to complain to his mother. Her mother-in-law.

Diah was immediately asleep, as a result of the mixed cries of sadness.

But when the next morning, Diah was surprised when her eyes tried to open, her husband was taking some clothes hanging shirt.

"Mas, where are you going, bring a suitcase?" ask Diah, who got up from the bed.

TBC.