Tears of Sholehah's Wife

Episode 5's.

Sayup-sayup heard the sound of dawn reverberating, making Jihan jerked and woke up from her sleep. Last night he was so exhausted that he slept so soundly, he even missed the prayer he used to do in the third night.

“Astagfirullah, I overslept!” Crying Jihan who immediately rose from the bed.

“Okay, Jihan .. What kind of wife are you? Instead of waiting for your husband to come home, you're getting good sleep.” Jihan scolded herself.

The woman berparas ayu with a pointed nose and tiny lips was up and immediately ran to the bathroom for ablution, after which she was a movement of morning prayers.

After the dawn prayer, Jihan rushed out of the room but had just opened the door of her room, she had already seen the figure of Ammar walking past her with a haggard and sleepy face.

“Mas just got home? Can I make something?” Ask Jihan softly.

Ammar did not criticize him, the man was too lazy to serve his wife. He went into the room without caring about Jihan who was still waiting for her answer.

Jihan was only able to sigh, sad it felt unconcerned but she did not want to be carried away. Jihan came down and stepped into the kitchen, she wanted to make breakfast for Ammar and hoped that this time the husband would touch the food he made.

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Jihan's breakfast was on the table, she waited for Ammar to come down so they could have breakfast together, but the man did not reveal his nose.

“Why hasn't he dropped yet, huh?” Jihan constantly looked at the stairs.

“He must have overslept.” Guess Jihan.

Suddenly a beautiful and scantily dressed woman who was none other than Miranda slammed in without greeting. His eyes were round when he saw Jihan.

“Jihan? She was Ammar's wife. Can this department.” Inner Miranda.

“Sorry, Whose mom is this?” Jihan asked confusedly.

“I'm Miranda, her lover Ammar.” Miranda Sahut. “Where is he?”

Jihan's heart suddenly like a big stone, tightness and pain. But Jihan tried to stay strong.

“She is sleeping.” Answer the turned jihan.

“Then I'll wake him up. Where's the room?”

“Sorry, yes. Aren't you ashamed to still tease a married man?” Syndicated Jihan.

Miranda suddenly glared and walked closer to Jihan. “Hee! County woman! You were married to Ammar, but you were not considered. So don't pretend. Self-aware, dong!”

“Simplified or not, I remain his legal wife. I'm the one most entitled to him, not you. You better get out of here!”Jihan replied, then drove Miranda away.

“Enough!” Snapped Ammar who was already standing on the stairs with a sharp look.

“Mas?” Jihan gasps.

Miranda immediately put on a sad face and ran towards Ammar.

“Honey, he insulted me and kicked me out. He even acted rudely to me.” Whimper Miranda while struggling spoiled on Ammar's arm.

Jihan was astonished, she did not expect the woman named Miranda would slander her.“But I just ...”

“Shut up!” Tukas Ammar made Jihan close her mouth.

Ammar stepped closer to Jihan still with the same gaze, making the woman gulp down repeatedly.

“Who do you think you are? How dare you insult and expel my lover from my own home!” Ammar Hardik.

“Mas, we're married. I'm your wife, please appreciate my feelings.” Lirih Jihan with a trembling voice tried to hold back the cry.

Ammar laughed mockingly. “You forgot what I said? Or do I need to repeat again?”

Jihan was down, trying to hide her eyes that began to be bathed in clear liquid. He certainly knew what Ammar had said before.

“I don't consider you a wife at all!”Ammar said firmly.

Jihan looked up at Ammar's face with teary eyes, these words she had heard before but why was it so painful when her husband repeated them in front of another woman?

“I assume you understand. So from now on don't try to harass us and be aware that you dare to complain to our parents! You'll be sorry.” Ammar continued in a threatening tone. Miranda smiled triumphantly.

“Already, Baby. Waste of time serving him, I don't want to be late coming at my friend's wedding.” Said Miranda while pulling Ammar's arm.

“Ya already, yuk!”

Ammar and Miranda leave behind Jihan who is still fixated with millions of feelings of sadness and pain.

“Astaghfirullahalladzim.” Jihan could no longer speak, other than chanting istigfar, trying to calm her hurt feelings, letting her tears continue to fall down her smooth cheeks.

Her heart really felt sore being treated like this by the husband she loved, but she had no choice but to be patient and sincere.

Finally again Jihan had to eat by herself and give the food she cooked to Mang Jaja, the middle-aged man was concerned to Jihan. But he could do nothing, even to complain to Joseph. Not because he was afraid of Ammar's threats, but he did not want the father and son to fight again, because he knew Joseph had a history of heart disease.

“Please Neng Jihan. Den Ammar is absolutely outrageous." Said Mang Jaja when he saw Jihan.

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