TEARS OF DIAH

THE IN-LAWS

"Diah, why silence?"

"What ga, the ad shoot is done. I finally got a vacation. I just don't think so, against one group management. Found me with Fariz and his honey."

"Seriously, he said what. I give you a warning about that girl."

"Sin, it's all my fault too. I'm too crazy to work, not used to living without busyness. If Fariz was normal he married Mira. I'm sincere! anyway, if Fariz stops being as honey. What could I possibly accept again, a husband who married again without our knowledge. Not to mention that I still love, it would be toxic if I and Fariz were together again. When my son was born! I will continue to wonder how I and Fariz will continue to raise problems. So I broke up asking for a divorce, what?"

"True, I understand what you're rasain." Sinta. At that time Sinta and Diah separated, their respective work.

While behind the scenes, Fariz meets Diah begging for forgiveness. He already knows what happened. Not to mention that he was increasingly unable to compromise where his relationship with Mira would be taken. Fariz felt guilty and confused to return to Diah, but one thing Fariz was looking for evidence for when he came back to see Diah.

'Forgive me! Diah, I'm guilty of you. All because I'm stupid, I can't be assertive. I realized, but I was bound to something that I had to be with him. I promise I'll work hard, as long as you stop working.'

'Enough mas! Thank you for the eight years we were married, we are also waiting for children, and growing beautiful moments together. Thank you for the sweet moments we have had. Don't look for me! even if you're done with Mira. That is enough to prove, the love and sacrifice of every couple in my eyes. We are not old fools. Or we just think about each other thinking about what's best.'

'Mira, she has a history of heart disease! if I sue him now. Then I'll be in trouble with the law, he'll stop breathing and all because of me. Mas is looking for witnesses to defend, so that the mas sued him. So please, Diah! wait mas! don't divorce, I want Mira's position to be on mas.'

Deg. So cruel, Fariz explained.

Diah still remembers her chat with Fariz. He is now beginning to think of ways, how he can survive and be happy later. Without a shadow of the pain and wounds inflicted on Fariz. Eight years of marriage, enough to make a beautiful moment that Fariz did. And that's enough to decide.

"I won't back down to give you a chance." he murmured.

Fariz sat in silence. He smiled, then looked at his phone ringing from Mira. Before long he continued to step back, until he opened the doorknob of his car to open.

Fariz sat down and turned on the engine, eager to do the accelerator speedily, passing the taxi on Diah. With a furious face and clenched sweat, there was a resentment that was fed up of looking at his current pura. He realized that he had failed to become the man who protected Diah, he had incised wounds that Diah had difficulty forgetting. Just because Diah works a decent salary, Fariz feels unfair to a husband, so being with Mira is his only bridge of vanity.

"You don't know me. Don't ever tell me who you are. You're just a confidant of my parents, how could you lecture me like that! while I'm a victim too."

Diah realized, she turned to look towards the right window. Then looked at Fariz's car, which passed by, passing him almost grazing.

"God. The rich don't know the rules! If only I had a heart. It's gonna do this shit." The cab driver shook his head. Staring at the rearview towards the silent Diah.

"What's wrong sir. I was also surprised, maybe the man was hunting. Good we're okay, right?" Diah slightly stroked and covered her face.

"Yes. Hunt, people today are just too busy. But endangering the lives of others. It's not worth emulating. If I had stopped and the car stopped, it would have continued, Non." she smiled.

"Iy sir, just continue slowly. I did not rush either." he asked, he leaned his sitting position.

ARRIVING AT THE OFFICE.

"introduce. I'm Desi, this is from Mr. Ray. If you need anything, I'm at the back corner table. But I am also new, so ignore the senior's gaze huh!"

"Oh. I see, all right. I'm Diah." smile shaking hands.

Diah continues his work. He stared at the message from the hospital. Diah read it with a sigh, he realized he had completely lost Fariz. Then he saw his bill a few days ago in the hospital, Diah did not have a lightening card when he was treated. Moreover, he may not have been Fariz's dependant. Where Diah always spent money with Fariz's name, he was the one who fought hard.

'Don't cry Diah. These hospital bills may still be on the installments. Don't give up, safety is the main thing. Ignore the problems that come. Everything will pass!' inner roar, encouraging himself.

When Diah smiled, he was happy because his work was about to end. Seconds he took leave, Diah had to work day to night, especially on the side of the advertising project.

"Please check this file, remember this time I am also waiting. Two hours, hurry up!" said Ray indifferently.

Diah grunts a long breath. He stared at the eight piles of black files. He looked up at the sky over the wall and the office lights above his head, stared at the room and looked at the other desk that had packed up to go home.

"Aakhs! it's time to get home from work, the day of my last day, why it's this bad. I'll be home at what time. You crazy Ray, how can you handle all this in two hours."

Nothing else, when everyone has gone home. Leave himself and the boss room lit up. Diah remains serious and ignores food orders from friends.

Arrived home, late. He unlocked the key, and then he turned on the light.

Cetrek.

"Well, wah .. What kind of daughter-in-law is this? come home at one night. Do you want to make your in-laws in the gunjing, right?" the mother-in-law shouted loudly, as if she wanted to wake up the neighbor.

"Mom, sorry. He had to go overtime again. Diah also wants to get clothes here, because Diah will contract. That way I don't have to wait for Diah either."

"Heh, that's delicious. Husband where you are, basic wife does not know the rules. Why don't you divorce Fariz, just like your rich bad girl."

"Mom, Diah works Wo. Where working hours are often impromptu overtime, why do you have to."

"Your rich son-in-law is ashamed. Go now! no need to wait for Fariz." expel the mother-in-law, where at that time there was a clothesline Diah, thrown into Diah's face about the forehead.

Pliers.

Diah was pushed to the exit, where Diah fell, and Diah's clothes were followed without a bag, at that time like his despicable Diah at this time.

TBC.