The New Honey Catastrophe

petaka afternoon

Today I thoughtlessly Mas Haris came to pick me up at my workplace in the laundry,not only came alone but he also brought my children who when they met me they were very happy and immediately embraced as if they had not seen each other for a long time.

"Kok tumben, did Mas come get me?"

 "Pengen a invite you," he replied.

"Yes but the distance from here to the house is close, is it not more?"

"Get me my own wife anyway?" He laughed again while shaking his head.

"Our mama wants to go for a walk" Nayla said excitedly.

"Yes, we're going to the playground" exclaimed Naina in applause and half-jumped.

"But mama still hasn't had a bath that hasn't changed her clothes yet" I said hesitantly.

"Anything, after all, other people will not pay attention to your appearance, who pay attention to you is certainly only me," said Mas haris as he rolled his eyes.

"Mas ... What the hell are you doing? wouldn't Adel be jealous if you were like this?"

"I've spent 3 weeks on my honeymoon with her, you're also my wife and I'm entitled to my time" she replied.

"Does that mean you're tired of Adelia?"

"No, I'm just trying to be fair to you" he replied.

"Do you think this is a fair definition?"

"Not yet, I'm trying" she replied.

"Let's dong Mommy Daddy later the playground is closed," take my two children.

"Come," cried the Papa and we immediately set off.

Is this a good start for me I don't know could this be the turning point of our relationship that a few days ago felt bland? I don't know, it's been so hard the days after my marriage, my loneliness, the attitude of his family members, and the scorn of others when I got out of the house.

"Look at her husband getting married again" said a discordant tone.

"Surely she did not properly serve her husband until combined, and collected in one house," said another.

This heart feels sad to hear it but what power is only able to extinguish the eyes while holding hands hoping for a patience to grow and strengthen in the chest.

Now that he picked me up and took us to the amusement park, was he sincere or just a mode to trick my feelings? I couldn't guess it myself.

"So, are you quiet, honey?" Mas Haris asked as the car slowly rolled down the afternoon road.

"There's no Mas" I replied gently.

"I feel that you doubt me" he said with a smile.

"Yes to be honest, how not Mas, yesterday you still ignore me and make out with your wife, how can I accept that easily," I said slowly.

"I'm sorry" he said, holding my hand.

"Your second marriage is not something I can take for granted, every time I try to endure with sadness and tears,you can imagine if the person you love has to share his love with another heart, it hurts."

"I'm sorry for my insensitivity" he whispered.

"I should sue for divorce, but what power will both children be victims." I glanced at the reflection of my son from the windshield.

"Don't do it, Laila," she asked.

"I haven't done it yet, have I?" I laughed bitterly.

"I have a big responsibility to take care of you and he, not wanting to hurt you, I'll try my best to make you happy" he said, turning the wheel.

"Ever day is a bitterness, has Mas ever felt empty and lost hope."

"I'm sorry if I made you feel that way" she said with a guilty look.

My son played cheerfully and happily in the playground, they were so enjoying being with his parents, as if nothing had happened, they did not realize that from now on everything was different.

And if Adelia has children, everything changes.

**

We returned home, having been content on the playground to entertain the children.

Just arrived in front of my black gate seen standing with a look of dislike.

"Eh, Adelia, are you here?" ask Mas Haris when getting out of his car.

"Where's the gas?"

"From the children's children playing" Mas Haris replied with a smile.

"Oh," he answered briefly, but he could not hide his frown.

"Let's go in the kids," Mas Haris and my two children who were carrying balloons and toys in their hands were happy.

"Where were you all day, just tonight?" ask Mother.

"Take the kids to play, Mom."

"You know, if we're having a hard time waiting for you."

Huh, anxious? since when? is Mas Haris a child worth worrying about? is it because he's with me so they're worried? but Mas Haris my husband, can't he? freaky!

"And you, since this morning did not come home, apparently directly the same Haris," my mother accused me.

"Lho, why, Mom, sometimes I can go out with my husband and children," I asked.

"Yes, you can, but not gini either, no news, the house is abandoned and everything is in a mess."

"Mother, am I a daughter-in-law or a maid? If Adelia and I were equal why didn't you like me and Mas Haris so much together?"

"Eh, don't be careless, you dare to compare yourself, if I'm not blessed you have children!" loud shouting.

"Mother ... I know I'm poor, please, I don't ask for anything, at least once, to give me a chance to breathe" I said, holding back tears.

"You don't look in front of Haris!"

"For what, Mom, my life has been very bitter, I have to give up my husband with a chest, even they both make out in front of me, I hold him, I hold him back, but can mom or mommy's son feel my position?"

"Have a son," he said.

"Mother is not willing, neither am I" I said with a word of divorce.

"For you, Adelia cannot be picked up and is late to go home" he shouted.

"Why not take an online taxi, all this time I was not escorted to pick up where by mas Haris," I replied.

"You're really fighting back, get the hell out of here, son-in-law!"

"Oh, well, if you throw me out, no problem, I'll go" I said as I walked into my room and packed my things.

I came out with emotions and dragged suitcases and objects belonging to children.

"Who can you take my granddaughter with you?!"

"I'm entitled because I'm willing to bet my life to bring them into the world, I want to prevent it please, but kill me first" I shouted.

"Laila calm yourself down" said the Father-in-law, who arose from the musallah.

"No dad, I'm tired, I'm tired I'm leaving" I said.

confronting me.

"You have no right, too, my dear! Like you can't be prevented from marrying again, I can't be prevented from leaving either. I will fight for my life and my son's worth, all of you can prevent."

"Duh, Sister Laila calm down first," said Rika Mas Haris sister he tried to attract both my children.

But fortunately Naila and Naina immediately refused and turned to my back.

"Mama .. don't wantuu ...."

"Let's go, son," take me with my son's hand.

"Wait for you, how presumptuous of you," said the mother who pulled my shoulder and tried to hit me.

I quickly parried his wrist.

"Enough! I'm not your son-in-law or your slave anymore, not anymore" I shouted as I slammed the hand.

"You mother dare to prevent or harass me I will not remain silent, put you rich families and many connections, but I will not be weak" I shouted with a face heated by anger.

Neighbors came out all from their homes, watching this quite embarrassing scene, he said,

Ah, I don't care.

"What's up, this?"

"I say goodbye, Mom, I'm tired of being a maid" I replied as I passed.

"How dare you be a female demon, get rid of you! Go, demon plinth!" But I don't get dizzy. Wherever I go now, I don't want to connect anymore.

"Laila wait ...." Mas Haris is after me.

"Let me think, give me a pause, go and go back home or you won't see us again" I said with a cold look.

I turned my body and left and my husband couldn't say anything but flinching in his place.

I'm tired, and to the top of all this, I'm sick of all of them!

"Don't Laila," said Mas Haris trying