Trying To Be Faithful

Wronged

After completing the administration, the infusion hose was removed, Hasna was getting ready to go home. She was so happy that she was finally able to meet her three daughters.

"Are you sure you don't want me anther?"

"No, Sir. He was more than good enough for me."

"What okay? Precisely because my mother went to the hospital and separated from the children."

"It's fate, sir."

Raden nodded faintly. "True, if not an accident, how could we possibly know each other."

"Yes." Yeah." Hasna smile.

The online taxi Raden ordered came. He helped Hasna carry the bag and put it in the car.

"May one day we meet again, ma'am."

"Aamiin's."

"Be careful on the road, if there's anything direct, give me the news."

Hasna frowned.

"Ah, yes. We haven't even exchanged mobile numbers. Emmm, can I .. that, that means that later the control can I accompany." Raden looked confused talking.

"There's a business card?"

"Name card?"

Hasna nodded.

"Oh, there's."

Raden immediately took his wallet. He gave Hasna his business card.

"Later call, sir. I'll say goodbye, and thank you for everything. Greetings to Bi Juria."

"I'll tell you."

Hasna waved at Raden before the car left. While Raden remained standing in the same place even though the taxi had disappeared from his eyes.

"Destiny. Yes, may fate bring us together again, Hasna. I want the heavy burden you carry, we share."

Raden smiled smirkingly at himself.

Along the way, Hasna had already imagined how she would meet her children. He misses them so much.

"Hello, I'll pause again. You take the kids home."

"Wokay. You're being ushered in the same one that hit it?"

"No, I took an online taxi. Kasian lah lahun until he has to anterin me too."

"Oh, yes, yes, yes. He's the one who hit you wrong."

"Yes, yeah. First of all, don't forget to bring the kids home. Bye."

There is always a word of gratitude in all circumstances. Although he seemed to live a kara life because it was far from family, but he had friends that exceeded sodara. It would be outrageous if Hasna wasn't grateful for that.

They arrived in front of Hasna's house. After paying, Hasna saw her in-laws shop with a buyer. There is also a sister-in-law and her sister-in-law, Ana. They saw Hasna coming but saw nothing.

"Oh Allah, Na. He said you were in an accident, are you well? This just came from the hospital, huh?" ask Asroh Hasna's neighbor.

"Yes, Ceu. I'm fine with just a minor injury."

"Thank God that's it. I just heard the news. Look, but there's no vehicle."

"Yes, Ceu. Thanks though. I am healthy now."

"Thank God that's it. Yes, you go in and rest."

Hasna opened the gate. He saw a broom lying on the porch of the house, right in front of the door. His position was still the same when Hasna left the house before the accident.

Once inside the house, the condition is still the same as before. A negligee shirt still on the chair. There is a tea glass that is still the same position.

The rice in magic com has turned yellow and hard because it has been plugged in for too long and not turned off.

What did I expect? Someone cleaned the house, did they?

Hasna who still felt dizzy, had to clean the house. While she was cleaning up, Mother-in-law and Ana came.

"Where, Na? healthy already? I'm sorry I didn't take the time to look."

"Yes, Mba. It's okay, I'm healthy."

"here, Na. Mom and mom you want to talk. Bring water, thirsty mother."

"Yes, Mom."

Hasna approached her mother and sister-in-law with a tray of water.

"This is it, I want to talk. Just let's not beat around the bush."

Hasna was quietly waiting for her mother-in-law to speak.

"Ana wants to move here, because in Bandung his business is not running. In addition, their living costs are also expensive. That's why I told him to go home and work in the village. Not bad, here no one has opened a hp service business and all*****benguenya."

"Oh, thank God dong then. Let's get together."

"Well, the problem is where to stay, Na. Ana doesn't have a home here yet."

"I'm listening to the house under me to contract, try to contract there, ma'am."

"Well, I'm contracted. Azam's house is big."

"I mean mother?"

"Ana just stay in this house. Yes, you know for yourself that here it is mandatory to have a house, yes, girls. Ana is a girl, while Azam is a boy. There is no Azam. This house was built on mother's land."

Hearing his father-in-law's words, Hasna knew where they were going.

"Mom remember when I woke up? I will ask in Majalengka. There is a land that my parents love. But at that time my mother was crying out for the same kind of prayer that we should stay here, build a house on this land."

"That's how it used to be, we're talking about the future to come, Na."

"Mom, I know you don't like me. But at least the mothers mind the children of Azam mas. They're also mother's grandchildren, mother's flesh blood."

"They were happy with Azam. What is it that even the mother of this year wants to give up for the sake of her children Azam."

Hasna clenched her hand holding back the anger.

"What do you want now?"

"Yes, I want you to accept Ana in this house. It's in front of the house there is a store that you have not occupied, yes it has been made aja make a business rather than mumbazir."

"The shop wants me to fill but the money is asked by my mother for Widia's school."

"You gouging? Na, Azam can work well because I school the high. You came just as you accepted so it's good, don't come with the cost, right?"

"Is there really, a wife who's been paying for her husband's school since childhood?"

"You are so insolent that you dare to speak out about Azam is not there."

Hasna felt her head getting sicker. He closed his eyes while continuing to be privileged. He did not want to argue at length and make a noise.

"If you want me out of this house, okay. I'll go bring the kids. Mba ana patient yes, I pack the goods first. Can you wait, right? Just an hour. There's not much we can bring."

Ana bowed her head from feeling guilty and uneasy towards Hasna.