
In her room, Chintya cried so much that her shoulders were shaken, she could no longer hold back her sadness even though Marcell was in front of her.
Marcell walked over to Chintya and sat down beside her!
"Tell me honestly, has Mama always been acting like you?" marcell asked in a soft voice.
Chintya did not answer, she continued to cry and cry.
"Why didn't you ever tell me my mom was like this to you? Why did you let this unfold by accident? It's a good thing that Aya came here otherwise, until whenever I wouldn't know my Mama's true nature as you."
"Mas, I don't want you to fuss with your Mama and again the duty of a wife is to serve her husband and take care of the entire house. Making sure the house is clean and food is available when meal time is indeed the duty of a wife," said Chintya who did not want Marcell increasingly angry at Merlyne.
"But my mother shouldn't have made you a maid in this house. You're my wife not a maid."
"Here you go, I'm willing to go through all of this. Don't overstate it."
Chintya wiped her tears and smiled at her husband.
"If that's what you think then why are you crying hmm?"
"I'm crying because I'm not sincere Your mother told other women to approach you while Mama already knew that you were mine."
"Chintya, though there were a thousand girls and thousands of widows who approached me. I will never turn away from you because in my eyes, you are a special woman that no one will ever match you."
"Thank you for your love for me."
"I'm lucky to have a wife like you. After this incident I became very, very much in love with you and was convinced that you were the angel of my life."
Chintya looked at her husband with her tears still on her cheeks.
"The race is starting to come out" Chintya said.
"I'm not a slut, baby. Don't be sad anymore, did you hear what Papa said?"
Chintya nodded slowly.
"Mas, stop. Forget everything that's happened."
Marcell smiled then stroked the hair up to Chintya's cheek gently.
"I don't know what your heart is made of, after all what my mother did to you so easily you can tell me that."
"Mas, Allah always forgives his servant. I as a creature of his creation, when I cannot forgive others. Mama and I are both God's creatures."
"OKa-okay. Now we sleep yuk, I'm sleepy."
"Just sleep first."
"But I'm going to sleep with my wife and kids."
Chintya gave a small laugh while covering her mouth with her palm.
"I laugh, is there anything funny?" Marcell laughed as he looked at Chintya.
"Huggle which child? His son is not born yet and my stomach is not yet distended. Not seen or felt even hugged."
"Yes but I know but the important thing is that our son is in your stomach even though his stomach is still flat."
Chintya smiled and laid her body on her bed!
"Let's go to sleep."
Without lingering, Marcell immediately laid his body and immediately hugged Chintya!
They began to fall asleep and began to wade through dreamland.
Seriate.