
Some will argue that it is okay if parents interfere in the household affairs of their children, as long as it is in terms of kindness.
But often the good intentions of an in-law, can not always be taken for granted. Especially if it has crossed the line, and even create a split between children or daughters-in-law.
It is true that a boy must be more devoted to his mother, but that does not mean a boy is negligent towards his wife.
Fair attitude plays an important role in this, do not let jealousy between Mother and wife.
Do not let the involvement of parents, be the reason the household of the child is destroyed.
***
Dion sat in the corner of the room, his gaze so empty. He was devastated, and there was nothing he could bring back to life.
Dion drowned his face, hugging his knees while sobbing bitterly.
"I'm sorry, Mel. I regret..."
The whimper was repeatedly uttered by Dion, all started as a result of he hurt his first wife.
"If I don't follow what you want, maybe Melati and I are still together right now."
For some reason, Melati's figure was so domineering in her heart at this moment.
"I have to fight for one of them! Gotta be," Dion's determined.
From the doorway, Anna's mother watched her son's slumped attitude. Slowly he approached his son.
Anna's mother crouched down, aligned herself with Dion.
Now that the pair of eyes of the mother and child met, there was clearly sadness from both.
"I'm sorry, Mother..." Anna's mother's words were so full of regret.
Dion simply fell silent, staring at the face of such a precious woman before him.
"It's all Mom's fault! If you weren't selfish, you probably wouldn't have been destroyed like this. Forgive Mommy..."
Anna's mother nearly lowered herself in front of the child, but Dion quickly supported her mother's fragile body.
"Mom... Don't be like this. It's not Mom's fault" Dion tried to calm her mother. No matter how bad our parents are, we have to respect them.
Sometimes, parents are not always the most correct. What they think is good, is not necessarily good for the child. Vice versa.
"Mom, for this time, let me make my choice. Let me fight for my love, my future" Dion asked.
Anna's mother fell silent, without rejection she immediately nodded her head in approval of the child's wishes.
That night was a very dark night for Dion. As if there was no hope for him to meet the light again, his days were now shrouded in a dense black fog.
***
For some reason, it feels like Doctor Radit would love to see Rissa.
Before that, he intended to contact Rissa first.
"Hello, Sa. Do you have time?" Ask Dr. Radit without any trite talk to Rissa.
"Emm what's up, Doc?" Ask Rissa across the street.
"No, I just wanted to meet. Are you home?" Ask Dr. Radit.
Silence, no answer. Get Doctor Radit back to call Rissa.
"Sa," he said.
"Oh, yes sorry, Doc. L'm... I no longer live in Mas Dion's house" replied Rissa.
Doctor Radit was surprised, he then asked the whereabouts of Rissa at that time.
"Where are you now?" Ask Dr. Radit.
"I... Back to the parlor," answered Rissa.
After finding out the address of the parlor given by Rissa, Doctor Radit immediately rushed to see Rissa.
***
It didn't take long, Doctor Radit had arrived at the orphanage where Rissa lived.
Doctor Radit's smile expanded, when he saw Rissa sweeping the courtyard of the parlour.
"Sa," call Dr. Radit.
Rissa stopped her activities, looking at Doctor Radit who was half-running closer towards her.
"Doctor Radit."
Rissa frowned, "ha-hay, Doc. What's the matter Doctor here?" Ask Rissa.
Doctor Radit sighed, he also looked awkwardly answering a question from Rissa.
"Emm, I miss you."
Doctor Radit this time trying to express his feelings to Rissa, he no longer wants to cover everything.
Rissa was silent, she did not feel good to hear what Doctor Radit said at the time.
"I-I mean Doctor? Why is the doctor talking like that?" Ask Rissa.
Doctor Radit was serious, "I'm not holding back anymore, Sa. I love you" said Dr. Radit.
Rissa was stupefied, her feelings indescribable.
"But I'm..."
"Sa, I don't care who you are, your status, or anything about your past. All I know is, I love you. I want to always be there for you" Dr. Radit said.
Even Rissa was shocked, when Doctor Radit suddenly hugged her.
"Dok, loose!"
Rissa thrashed, she tried to take off Doctor Radit's embrace.
Again, Rissa was made even more surprised when someone caught her in the arms of Doctor Radit.
"Oh, so this is what you're doing? So this is the real you. Cih, I didn't expect, Sa."
Dion, suddenly, is between Doctor Radit and Rissa.
Doctor Radit took off his embrace, looking at Dion who was clenching his hands.
Dion walks over to Rissa as well as Doctor Radit.
"It's not like what you see, Mom!" Rissa tried to explain what really happened.
"No need to dodge! I already know everything. Turns out this is your reason,"
Dion had assumed with his own thoughts.
"What do you mean?" Ask Rissa.
Dion smiled wryly, now he was on his back in front of Rissa.
"I know why you asked for a divorce. All because of this guy, right?"
Rissa shook her head, Dion had misjudged it.
"It's not because of anyone, Mom. How many times do I have to say?"
"Huh, stop. You are nothing more than a cheap woman! And I'm sorry I married a woman like you!"
Dion's emotions run high, until he puts out some very hurtful words for Rissa.
"Hey! Watch your mouth!" Doctor Radit defends, he now pulls the crate of Dion's shirt.
Rissa quickly broke up Doctor Radit who was about to fight with her husband, she did not want any commotion.
"So, that's enough." Rissa pleads.
"Why? Am I wrong?" Dion asked, as if to challenge Doctor Radit.
Dion took off Doctor Radit's hand, and tidied his shirt back.
"Look! From this second on, I'll have your talaq Carissa Medina!"
The deg!
Speech that no wife ever wanted, but in fact now Rissa must hear the sentence from her husband.
His chest tightened, his eyes reddened.
Rissa could not dwell, so did Doctor Radit who pegged beside her.
Dion's chest was still rumbling, his emotions were still peaking.
"Our business, done!"
Dion's last words, before he went back to leave Rissa who was still not struggling at all.
Dion sauntered away, with his chest still rising. His hands were still firmly clenched, his jaw was still hardened.
"I hate all this! I hate!" Dion muttered in his mind.