The Heart Of The Wife On Honey

Chapter 4 Survive or retreat

The pain I felt last night, I tried to hide even though it was heavy. As usual I prepared rasapan for mas Vandu.

I tried to endure my pain by assuming that there was no Vika in this house. But, in fact, I can't help but consider it to exist. Because Vika does exist and she now looks at me horror.

"Surge! "

"Where are you going, tub. Every day, like, out of the house when Vandu's gone?"

Prevent me from staying silent blocking my honeymoon steps that dress up menor always out of the house when mas Vandu is not there. I don't know what Vika's doing out there and she'll be back before Vandu's back.

"Hey, barren woman. Don't try to get in my way! "

"I'll keep getting in the way if you say where you're going?"

"It's none of your business! "

"But ...,"

"Surge, you shitty shit. You're here a wife not to be considered, so don't interfere with my business. Remember that! do not complain to Mas Vandu otherwise I do not hesitate to destroy your life. "

I fell silent with a rumbling chest, not that I was afraid because of the threat. However, I did not expect it because of his attitude and nature.

This is the woman who always mas Vandu proud, it turns out no more than an animal.

Vika dared to step both feet out without permission from the Vandu mas. Isn't that 'Nusuj' sin. God and the angels will do it every step of the way.

Isn't that good for me, reporting to Mas Vandu that his young wife's behavior is nothing more than a disgusting woman. But why am I silent as if nothing happened and let Mas Vandu continue to hurt me.

Stupid no! and indeed I was too stupid to be able to fight in the pain that Vandu gave.

Want me to be angry at Vika has captured the heart and attention of Vandu what else to call me barren. It was very painful and made my soul rebel.

Mandul, that's not my wish. Doesn't every woman want to be like that. Vika always trample on my pride I kept quiet. But Vika has stepped on the pride of my husband, mas Vandu. It makes me sick and hurt.

Is not between husband and wife is clothing. Which cover up each other's shortcomings.

I should have been happy, Vika sinned but my heart said it wanted to prevent it.

Wh why?

This situation is not entirely wrong Vika everything is wrong mas Vandu. He as a man should be responsible and fair. Shouldn't men protect a wife and keep her from being sad.

But, in fact, Vandu did not do it. He hurt me and he was not strict with Vika either. So here I deserve to judge Vika alone when the beginning of this destruction is not the coming of Vika but because of the lust of Vandu that can not be tolerated.

I was sick as the first wife, but I also could not blame everything on Vika because actually here is a mas Vandu who can not be firmly the head of the household.

I am not a woman who is polygamous. But why do I survive in a cage of injustice. If only mas Vandu could be fair in dividing time, attitude and others for his wives. Maybe I'll accept a little other woman at my wedding. But, in fact, Vandu did not do it.

So should I give up on everything. Why defend something if it makes us obey God.

I do have pain to endure but I am more sick if I have to pretend to be sincere.

Yes rohman what should I do to have to endure or retreat, my inner screams confused. There's so much I think about that I can't make this tough decision.

I kept pacing back and forth in the living room, it was late afternoon but Vika had not come yet. How come that mas Vandu has come home and asked Vika. But Vika is not home.

Isn't that nice?

Good of it that there I will be slandered as if I drove Vika away. Three months I tried to accept the presence of Vika and the behavior of mas Vandu a little so I know how the attitude of Vika who will always reverse the pact and in fact I myself who will become angry mas Vandu.

Tid ...

The sound of the car horn was heard making me instantly open the door in a hurry. I breathed a little relief because Vika was home, otherwise I don't know how to explain to Mas Vandu.

"Who brought you home? "

My words firmly made Vika stop her steps. I want to feel like I'm yelling and yelling again I can't.

"That's none of your business! "

"Vika!!! you've gone too far. Narrated ...,"

"Enough!!! i'm cape. Soon mas Vandu come home, be careful not to mess if you do not want me to ask mas Vandu to divorce you. The barren woman, "

Crick...

I grit my teeth holding back my anger, what a mistake I got here. I can't accept saying barren, why Vika always says I'm barren and madul. Enough for me all this time to be quiet, maybe I will be patient to face the attitude of Vika as she pleases but I am not strong if I have to say barren woman.

Who is the woman in this world who wants to be barren, everything does not exist and will not accept if it is said so.

"You, man,... "

Plaque ...

After my patience this time, I am silent does not mean I can not fight but I do not want to speed and this time I show who I am.

Vika looked at me sharply with her hand holding her cheek which I slapped, I don't care. Shouldn't it be from the beginning like this.

"You, slap me. Basic disabled woman,"

Grep ...

Vika wanted to slap me back, but unfortunately I managed to grip her arm. Vika doesn't know who I really am and she's dealing with me wrongly.

"Take off, my hand ...,"

"No! before you tell me who drove you."

"Hey, what's your business."

"There! it's my business because you're coming home to my husband's house."

"He's my friend, "

"Bed buddy? "

I saw Vika as surprised by what I said. But he quickly changed his face inexplicably.

"You hurt me,"

"I'll hurt you more, kare ... "

"Brake!!! "

Deg ...

I was surprised to hear the bass sound that I so memorized, from his voice I could guess that I was in danger.

"Ma ... "

Plaque ...

One slap floating on my cheek made the corner of my lips torn. I stared at the vandu mas who was looking at me sharply full of hatred and disgust.

"Hiks, um. Bak Laila hurt me again, "

I guessed it.

"Bak Laila slapped me too. Look at this mas, my cheeks are flushed hix ...,"

I was stunned backwards to see the gaze of Mas Vandu who seemed to pounce on me alive and I saw Vika smiling thinly mocking me making me clench my hands.

"Ma. mas can be La ... "

Plaque ...

"How dare you hurt my wife. Basic barren woman , disabled ... "

"Ma ... "

" You must be taught a lesson, here .. "

"Sickness ... "

My moaning where I was dragged into the bathroom.

Plaque...

"Basic doesn't know himself. "

"It's a good thing I'm still holding you, disabled woman, madul. You can't even give me a son, but you dare hurt my wife with your dirty hands. "

I could only scream when Mas Vandu slapped me and even hit my head against the tube.

The pain of slaps and jambukan seemed to be swallowed with the pain of humiliation and humiliation mas Vandu. Maybe I can still hold back if it's Vika who said it. But, this is my husband, the man I love and love, he could throw me into the deepest abyss of pain with his words.

Pain from Robbi ...

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