The Rise of the Insulted Man

White paper wound carrier

Tok......

There was the sound of the door being knocked very loudly, and,

A.buk...

Because it was not opened by the owner, Ningsih's mother further tightened the door blow, causing a voice that invited the neighbors of the house Ikram, to stare at her, to look at her,

"Did you see look huh...., I have no business with all of you..? " his words are angry

And those who got the spray from Ibu Ningsih also, began to go from the front of the house of Ikram, but still peeking from a distance..

"Hey.... open the door of the poor man...? "the screams of Ningsih's mother are angry

And Ikram who fell asleep on the floor of his room, began to awake from his sleep, he sat down to collect his consciousness after sleeping on the floor at exactly 04:00 am

Because it was very disturbed by the sound that hit the door of his house, Ikram immediately rose towards the door..

Cklek....

"Heh.., you son of a bitch, you deserve your life is always poor, surely it's because of your habits that like to wake up late, lazy basics, unemployment, useless..? " said Mother Ningsih angry

Ikram who heard the insults, began to stare at Ningsih's mother, with full awareness..

"Oh.. It's still early in the morning, please don't make a fuss in my house..? "

"Heh... I don't care about that, just let people know what you really are...? "

When he heard the answer from his mother-in-law, Ikram began to remember about his Wulan Wife..

"bus...., where did mom take Wulan.., I'm sure, mom must have taken my wife away right..? " ask for emotion

"Haha.... it turns out that you just realized yes, if your wife was gone from this house.., listen to what I said Good yes, my son Wulan, my son, no longer want to live with you, he himself called me to pick him up to Jakarta.., do you think I came here without any important reason...? not yesterday have I told you, if I have taken my very valuable possession.., it turns out your way of thinking is very slow huh... ckk. ckk. "mom laughed mockingly.

"Enough buk...., enough have you insulted me continuously, now quickly say, where did you hide my wife.., quickly return her to me.., "cry Ikram angry.

"Cream,, Ikram, it turns out that talking to you is so bad, yes, it is, I do not want to waste my time in this slum..., I came just to surprise you. Accept, if you want, you can come, the date and time, as written in the letter, if you can't even attend, it doesn't matter, because it won't have the slightest effect" she said, giving the envelope a light brown color..

"What do you really mean..? "

"You'll understand when you open the letter, I hope you can accept it freely, and remember one thing, don't ever look for my son again, because at any time, you will, he will not return to your shabby house again." he said to leave Ikram

And Ikram who heard the words of his mother-in-law also, began to be inflamed because of emotions..

"Stop Ningsih's mother, quickly you tell me where my wife is...,? don't you have the slightest heart, what kind of mother are you, who could have separated her own child with her husband and her little daughter... " call Ikram screaming with great anger

Make everyone start to come to his house, including Aisyah's mother, who ran while carrying Love...

A desperate creed was immediately broken on the ground because his words were not in the slightest by his mother-in-law, he continued to walk away, until no longer visible from the reach of Ikram.

"Dickhead.., asshole.., you're really in-laws of Ningsih.., I hate you so much.I'm gonna kill you fucking Ningsih." Frustrated kicker punching the ground

"Oh Allah, my dear.., calm yourselves, Ikram.., remember Allah, son.., remember Allah, Ikram, do not follow your emotions.., there is the love of your son that you must take care of.., mother please, do not make things that harm your future.., let's go in son.." invite mother Aisyah to help Ikram stand up.

"Dad." call Love sad.

Ikram who listened to the voice of his little daughter now began to wake up and looked into the little girl's eyes with regret..

"Love...., sorry father son.., sorry for scaring you.." Ikram hugged sorry.

"Dad don't get angry anymore huh.., later if the grandmother comes again, let Love just drive her away yah., Love dare to kok same grandmother."

"Yes son.., you are the daughter of a brave father, sorry father yes dear" said Ikram kissed his son's head

He also tried to calm himself, because he did not want to make Love traumatized and down, if must see his anger and emotions, if,

Shortly after, Aisyah's mother returned with a glass of water in her hand..

"Here.., have a drink, son, so that you can be calm "

"Thank you buk." said Ikram while drinking the water

"Son, please calm yourself down, if there is a problem, let's finish well, you still have a very small daughter, lest your emotions ruin your future.. " said Aisyah's mother reminded

"Yes.., I'm really khilaf buk, I'm sorry now "

"Yes, don't repeat, oya that's an envelope, son..? "

"This.., I also don't know ma'am, I haven't opened it yet, my in-laws gave it to me.."

"Yes, try to open it, how do you know it is important." cried Aisyah's mother

"Yes ma'am, I'll open it now" Ikram replied as he opened the envelope

When it was open, he began to hold the contents inside his white sheet of paper, out of curiosity Ikram immediately unfolded his and immediately read his..

Deggs.........

His heart felt racing, after reading the writing at the very top..

And he began to read the next article..

Like being struck by lightning in broad daylight, Ikram had unconsciously shed tears, pain, that's what he felt at this time, like being stabbed by a knife right in his chest, he said, I think he almost lost his breath..

Especially when he saw the signature on behalf of his beloved wife, which was already engraved beautifully in the white paper, as a sign if he agreed with all the points written in the paper, as a sign if he agreed with all points written in the paper, even with the heart, his wife also accused him with a very burdensome reason, making him more crowded and feel half-dead shock...

"Oh my God..., what my fault is.., "said Ikram very poignantly.

Aisyah's mother who saw the behavior of Ikram who had cried sadly, immediately picked up the white paper

And when she read the contents, Aisyah's mother immediately began to shed her tears while covering her mouth with one hand, it's unfortunate your fate Ikram....

Honestly, I'm crying this chapter.. 😭😭😭

Very painful taste, my chest feels the asphyxiation😭😭