The Virgin Widow of the Solehah

Secret 2.

Hearing the words of the Princess made Mother Hanum stop her footsteps.

“Does Nak Reza still seem to be able to solve the problem with Adinda? If you force yourself then both of you will be equally tormented!” Mother Hanum patted slowly the daughter-in-law's shoulder.

“Wallahu ‘alam, Mother. I uh I feel this time Adinda already does not want to give me sorry,” tidily doubt.

‘Because I've been playing the woman at her doorstep. Sorry I disappointed your daughter,’ continued Reza in heart. The man did not dare to reveal the truth to his in-laws at all. Mother Hanum is seen taking a deep breath and smiling again.

“Then your wife and talk carefully about the problems that are happening. If the two of you can't find a solution, then take your mother as a mediator!” the middle-aged woman was so wise without wanting to interfere in the princess's household affairs before they both gave up and indeed the time was not right if she directly came to talk.

Moreover, Mother Hanum does not know the problems that occur in her child's household until both of them since getting off the car directly like a mortal enemy. Mother Hanum did not know at all if her daughter came home alone to the village without a Husband, either by chance or Reza had indeed been lurking the arrival of his wife so that Mother did not feel suspicious at all.

“Good, Mother. Reza, excuse me to talk to Dinda first,” saying Reza left the in-laws who were still standing near the terrace and then went to see the handyman who was still working.

The middle-aged woman took the initiative to buy a cendol that sells in front of the house as a fresh drink cooling the hot atmosphere in the head of the child and also his daughter-in-law.

‘May my son's household be fine until my grandparents, aamiin,’ the mother's prayer in the heart while stepping into the stall of the dawet ice seller. .

Meanwhile, Reza enters the house of the in-laws for the first time. The two legs of the man felt so foreign when stepping on him because it was indeed a house that was actually so small when compared to the large and magnificent Suryo family home in the city, but still why his heart felt cool when entering the living room.

'I hope that hopefully Adinda still gives me one more chance and I will prove that I can give her happiness even I swear I will never betray her again.' Reza hopes in his heart that the man is very unsure of what he has been praying for since the wife's departure.

"Dinda, is Mas allowed in your room?" Reza knocked on the door of the room that actually had a gap open so that his head could look inside, seeing his wife had just arranged clothes in her closet.

She turned her head for a moment and then turned her face back, "come in! Can't you do whatever you want!" said the woman with a tone so ketus even Adinda did not want to see the face of the man who is still her husband.

Reza went into his wife's room and accidentally closed the door without locking it because he did not want Adinda would think that it was not against him until she could have kicked him out.

"I'm .. I want to apologize for all the wrongs I've done to you. Please give me one more chance so that I can prove that a Reza Madani can change and deserves to stand beside you" she said with a low-pitched face that squeaked like a chick.

The sister was still silent with her hands still doing whatever work she could do in the room, in order to be able to eliminate the emotions that had begun to spread throughout her body to curse the husband.

"You can beat me and you have every right to do anything to me, just never leave my life, I beg you, Sister!" his door immediately dropped the body and bowed to his knees in front of the wife who was currently pretending to clean the window panes with a duster in her room.

"Sorry, Mas Reza, your chance is up even this is the best way for the two of us to part ways! Didn't you never love me from the beginning? Then why did Mas suddenly come to my house, as if you were the husband I expected the most! You are wrong, Mas Reza Madani, I can stand on my own feet without the help of your family! Isn't this the best path for both of us? You can be free to play women as you please and I am free to live my own life without having to bear the burden of a wife's obligation to her heartless husband!" answer Adinda in a flat tone.

“I beg you to give me one more chance to prove that I have the right to live with you. I don't want to lose you, Sister. Do you not feel sorry for your Mother until she finds out about her child's marriage which is only for a lifetime of corn?” asked Reza, who was still holding both ankles of her faithful wife, to stand facing the window with a duster in her hand and to her husband's back.

“Stand, Mas! I know better how my own mother nature because I was born from her womb, Mas do not have to threaten me by carrying the name of the mother of all. Am I not just a servant's son who is not worth you and I am not at all the wife you expected. So let's get divorced!”