The In-Law Choices

Chapter 108 the quarrel between mother and child

"Want me help packing the goods, sir?".

Rehan turned his head and saw Maya standing in the doorway while staring at her pity. But that look was interpreted by Rehan as a scornful look, it is not what the woman is who every day comments on what she does and at this time she must also be included in people who laugh at her evil nasip.

"Don't get your attention! We're glad to see that I've been humiliated like this, it's the result of your comments every day". Rehan said restraining indignation.

Rehan rubbed his shoulders with the cardboard he was holding until the former secretary grimaced in pain. Instead of apologizing, Rehan was instead indifferent and left her grimacing in pain by her actions.

"Every day you comment not because I do not like you but because I consider you as my own family so I am encouraged to rebuke you so that your mind is not in line with the logic that occurs, too hopeful to make banish every moment". Maya murmured at Rehan disappearing from her sight.

Someone who has never opened a voice that vilifies you even tends to praise often not necessarily he likes and is amazed by you. Someone who always comments and rebukes your attitude even he is the understanding of you even though sometimes the way of delivery is rude to hear. Do not judge a person only from voices - discordant voices that are not the same as what they have in mind.

Along his legs, Rehan often heard scorn from his former employees, not a few who were concerned about his nationality but at the end of them all still said everything he received was the result of his own actions. Given a chance before this day arrives instead he used to dispel and plan something that does not make sense. He thought Aisyah was a stupid woman, he forgot that he always praised the intelligence possessed by the woman.

"Pity yes Mr. Rehan must leave the position that has raised his name so far".

"Then don't play what if you don't want to burn, he must feel the most stupid now".

"Fool for throwing diamonds just for the sake of gravel that scattered a lot in the hands of the road".

"Listen - listen, all of his assets have now switched names to the name of his new wife without remaining even the car he drives now is no longer in his name, Iris right".

"Eh, if his wife knew he was fired and so unemployment could be that he was left for no longer useful and when that happened then Mr. Rehan would be a homeless man without a penny. Uh, really shuddering his life".

"That's the result of his own actions, what he planted that he reaped really not the proverb that I use? He used to hurt his wife's feelings now it's his turn to be hurt, I CRY..... Ha hahhh".

Those discordant voices made Rehan turn his back to cast a sharp glare at all of them who dared to step aside as he could still hear the scathing speech.

'If you still don't want to be silent then blame me if your lives are lost'. That is what is meant by Rehan's sharp gaze to make them shut up and down staring at the floor.

All the way home, Rehan's hands continued to tremble holding back the emotions that made his head almost break. When he entered the house, all the goods in his room did not escape from getting a tantrum from him.

"You why Rehan?". Ask Wahida's worried. His son's face now looked like a monster, Red was extinguished, his eyes were staring hatefully and hard to understand, the dewy eyes added a sinister impression on his wok.

Rehan approached his mother with bloodied hands after pounding the glass of his wife's dressing table.

"It's all mom's fault! If you had approved of my marriage with Aisyah then she would still be my wife!". Rehan snapped at his mother. His index finger drifted towards Bu wahida with heightened emotions.

"What's wrong with you, son? Why are you even talking about your ex-wife, remember your son is now no longer the husband of Aisyah, your wife is now Desi". Wahida's reply reminded.

"Mom knows because the dream of mother beating Desi is now my life is ruined ma'am! I don't have any property now, all the assets now belong to Desi while I'm now unemployed, I was fired by my own ex-wife". Rehan said removing his tits.

"What, you got fired? It's not like last night you told mom that you'd be referring to Aisyah and would tag the bag of names for the office where you work in your own name. Why are you saying something that's inversely proportional to what you said last night?". Confused Bu Wahida.

"There is no reference between us, she just made me wish her gaze and her good response had made me feel ashamed to think she still held a taste for me but it turned out that she held a grudge and waited for the right time to knock me down - the fall. He played with my feelings mom!". Lirih Rehan was disappointed.

The man is difficult to appreciate his current emotions, he is angry and disappointed at one time, he wants to vent but also wants to shed tears.

"What does this have to do with my mother? Why do you even blame mother for your destruction, the presence of Desi in your marriage and Aisyah did not start from mother, you yourself brought her in for the first time after a long separation...". Bu Wahida defended himself.

"Yes, I brought him in. But all this can not be separated from the mistakes of the mother as well, every day the mother looks for the figure of Desi and compares - compare her with Aisyah, I who always heard her praise again raises the seeds of love in my heart, who used to turn hate back into love, it's all mom's fault". Cut Reham won't lose.

"Keep what now? Regretted? It's too late, you should still be nice to Desi so we don't get dumped and become homeless". Advice from Wahida.

Hearing the advice of his mother who asked to remain kind to Desi made his emotions re-peaked. It does not deny that Desi was the mastermind of all the problems he faced, if not for the presence of the woman Rehan's current life would still be calm and peaceful with Aisha and her son. Even now he may have been bestowed with wealth that is so incalculable in value.

Rehan hit the wall with his bloodied hand, "Aaaackkhh". His screams were full of annoyance. He then stepped away leaving his own mother in his room.

"Where are you going, Rehan? Treat that wound on your hand first!". Shouted Wahida's mother preventing her son from leaving.

Rehan did not heed his mother's call, he continued to step out of the house looking for the outlet of his frustration outside, he was afraid if he continued to be at home even his mother who would bear the consequences of his frustration.