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Big Bickering!

Yudha's attention was still focused on a book she always read during the night. To show that he is busy and does not want to be disturbed. In order to avoid useless and annoying conversations from his wife. Because since then, he has started to provoke a commotion.

“Kak .. can you stop reading that?” ask Rahma.

“Yes, soon,” Yudha replied without taking her eyes off.

“Do you not want to give me spirit? I'm down loh. We just lost our son. How are you so mediocre?”

“I also know. But know, who is dead, let you cry until your tears run out, he will not be able to live again,” Yudha replied shortly afterwards.

“Kok you talk like that?” ask Rahma wonder. “You are a father. Tega-egenya.”

I heard a rough breath from the man. 'Then how should I?'

Yudha turned her attention back to the book. But this time he only pretended to read— again because he did not want to respond to his words that are very disconnected and unreasonable.

‘Can't he open his eyes a little wider? Is the attitude I'm showing still unclear? Is it necessary, I show it to the whole world about my situation? what's important to them? What did he think, just that he was grieving while others were not?'

It's been seven days since the death of their son. Nothing to cry about anymore. Their baby no longer exists. It's buried and it's impossible to go back.

“Kak, can you stop reading that?” rehash Rahma asked.

“I don't want to be disturbed. When it's done, I'll join you.” Of course Yudha was upset, but she refrained from showing any change in her feelings.

“I want after this we directly program the child again,” said Rahma next. Who managed to distract Yudha from her reading book.

“Because of your surgery, the minimum distance before you get pregnant again is six to twelve months. So explained the doctor yesterday if you understand.”

“No, I don't want to wait that long.” Rahma shakes. There was the greatest fear in his heart because this time, there was no longer any reason for Yudha to keep him.

Yudha's eyes glared sharply. However he explained, Rahma still did not want to listen to his words. He stayed in his own way of thinking.

“Sleep is already night,” said Yudha held back the upset and hurriedly went from before him to avoid the mistakes that happened next. In a state of heart is not okay, he went out to the library located on the third floor of this house. In one of the chairs, the man sat pensively.

“What sins did I commit so long ago that you gave me such a broken partner?”

The man turned off the lights and chose to sleep there, which was actually causing havoc in the morning because of this.

“Sleep where last night?” rahma pointed as soon as Yudha entered the room right after dawn. “Don't keep ignoring me. It's not your attitude I want, brother. I need you to strengthen me.”

“I do not sleep everywhere, I sleep in the library ..” replied Yudha so patiently.

Rahma is demanding. “You did do this on purpose, didn't you?”

“I just want to avoid the fight you made, Rahma. Because it's not good for my heart. You should know, I'm not as strong as you imagine.”

Yudha did not understand why she became so miserable. His gaze blurred that was quickly stirred by rubbing his eyelids. Only God knows how broken this man's heart is, while the woman before him is not.

“Say you act like this so I give up a little later, then ask for a divorce from you. I already know your legend, Brother.”

“Why are you prejudiced? But if you want, I can do it.”

Rahma widens eyes. Instantly his lips paled. He just bullied her earlier. But how could he so easily answer that he would grant it?

“No more love for me in your heart, sister?” rahma asked half crying.

“That feeling of love is getting eroded even longer, if you constantly grind it every day. I'm tired, Rahma. Stop all your complaints that you made. There are many problems that are more important than wasting time fighting. Come to think of it, our problems are just trivial, do not extend.” There was a pause before Yudha continued her speech again.

“You should be thankful a lot. Don't you know? There are women who suffer more during this time than your life. Not only did she lose her family, she also lost her husband, raised a child by herself and lived as she was

“He left because of you!” yudha said slightly up.

“Keep blaming me.”

“Already, yes. Don't discuss. I better take a shower,” said Yudha started unbuttoning her pajamas. But before being completely released, Rahma again said that made him more upset.

“Where a wife goes for months without permission from the husband and hides her content. If I were a man, I'd better divorce.”

“This looks like your real?”

Yudha immediately lost patience. One hand strangled Rahma's neck until she coughed.

As much as she had energy, Rahma let go of the hand. “Le—pas! Uhuk! Have you gone crazy? You can kill me!”

“Hey, listen! I'll consider you ahead of him. Once again you vilify my wife who has given up on you a lot, I do not hesitate to divorce you!”

“I will report your violence to the police,” Rahma said threateningly.

“Ya, report. I'm not scared at all.”

“You have indeed gone mad.”

“Not wrong?” asked Yudha while smiling amusedly. “You are the crazy ass family!”

The fight is getting bigger. Even uncontrollably, Yudha smacked Rahma in the face and threw all the things in the room, making a very loud noise. The atmosphere of the room was completely messy like there had been an explosion or a great war.

This commotion provoked all families to approach, not least Abah. They were all worried and worried. The reason, not only the sound of goods hitting each other, but also the sound of Rahma's screams causing a stirring environment.

“Ya Allah ... What is this?” ask Umi Ros as soon as she gets closer. He was shocked and shook his head when he saw the contents of his son's room were very chaotic.

“Istigfar, Son. Istigfar ..”.

“I've been patient, Umi. I've done whatever's best, all I can. But this is how he is. Don't want to see how I'm doing!” yudha answered with a chest that went up and down.

“Rahma, Rahma .. You don't do that, Nak.”

“He hit me, Umi. Pain ...,” replied Rahma complaining. He showed a part of his face that had been bruised.

Abah who was also there immediately replied. “Male if it has been released hands, sometimes it can be understood because it is no longer able to hold back. Such is what Abah knows based on the experience that has been.”

Abah Haikal turned to his second son. “Alif, you please take her to another room first, Nak.”

“Good, Abah,” said Alif invites women who are wet with tears.

After Rahma left, Umi approached her first son and doused him with a glass of water. He looks like a man in disgust!

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To be continued.

Emotions I swear.

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