The Cry of a Wife

reminiscences

time passed so quickly

tampa feels a year has died his henardawan, rizwan and mia continue to search for the truth sandara. and the person who made mia lose her husband tuk during his and the syntax that so he was sad, and the man who made mia, have gone away, if their goal wants to make her suffer then it can be in any case their goal has succeeded

for the past year

mia was so devastated by the departure of almost simultaneously homedawan and sintia

fortunately, the child is always there for her

mia is back

to a big house,

riski's in college

and little by little can already forget the sadness that befell the family

in office

good morning, greet all the office staff

as a good leader Rizwan also returned his friendly smile

"haris.., come to my room immediately."

"yes sir "

in the office of hariis and rizwan never mix a stir like those who are still close family

haris still considers her superior

in the office

so is the back of it

tok tok tok" goes "

"what's wrong with all the files you asked for for a meeting later I'm ready"

"i'm not calling you for a job

but there's something else

I want you to ask people

your trust to investigate sandara once again I beg you

find them soon"

"good sir "

it was afternoon time

go home

ivan has arrived home

for a year after

go home from work first thing

all he did was look for his mother's whereabouts

and as usual mia pensive looking at photos of sintia and hendarawan

"why the hell ,

you left

me, not satisfied that you hurt me, yet,

then why did you leave me for so long

am I not worthy of you, mas,"

again the tears flowing mia tampa can be dammed again

and you know what mama doesn't mean to you so you go tampa mama's approval where you now love if it's possible to go home baby mama misses you

"tok tok"

the sound of knocking on the door just a few seconds makes mia think it's syntia and the sound of the mother's call from anisa in suppose sintia calls her, she calls him,

mama,"tia have you returned dear "

"mother..., this is anisa "

"oh. sorry, nisa's mom

but I miss her so much, son"

"mother.., no need to explain her anisa ngerti ko buk, no need to explain,

hurry back to us again

"did you let her go back nisa?

"of course mom, why can you think that I'm going to crack a sintia buk , buk ,

I think of her like my own sister buk

"thank you nisa

if Sentia comes back and Riski doesn't allow him to stay here then mom will come back

to the apartment that used to be "

"yes already do not think again yes as good as his mother istrahat first ,

after Anisa was sure her mother had rested, she came out of her mother's room

"where is mellysa riski?

"there's a in his room "

"i'm going to see her first, brother"

in riski's room

tok tok tok riski who was busy learning suddenly heard the sound of knocking on the door

"tumben no one dares knock on the door who ya "inner his "can aunty enter "

after he heard the voice of aunty Anisa he immediately opened the door

"can ko aunty, why not"

"thank you dear"

what is aunt tumben so great

there must be something important

yes, dear aunt just want to know, but before that promise me that you will not be angry.

with this aunt's question

make a promise

"ok riski promise not to get angry "

do you still hate syntax??

"I never hated her aunt just because I was so angry why she had to lie to me when I was so sure that she was fadila friend and my auntie"

if one day he comes back here, will you drive him out

nya??

"of course not aunt"

"now you prove

if you're the goddess's child, thank you, dear

"do what aunt thanks"

"yes to all of them "

now replace the riski who wants to ask aunt

"you ask what, dear

if you want to ask about love aunty does not understand, "

"i wanted to ask you about my aunt's mother goddess

riski always asked

what kind of woman is my mother so that no one wants to tell me anything else papa"

honey is not aunty does not want to tell a story but aunt time is not much dear next time

yes, just ,

but until when are you

booing me

nisa is heard a middle-aged woman from behind an unlocked door

it's time for her to know what kind of woman her mother is

oma let oma tell me