Wife For Faith

Chapter 85

Fatimah who was hanging clothes in the back was startled by the cry of the bontot. The woman no longer even thought long immediately ran into her house. However, because he did not see, he was actually slipped by the students of the washing water that pooled.

"Arghhh, pain …." Fatimah whimpered in pain, especially after seeing her hands, as well as her knees bruised. However, his ears still heard clearly the sound of crying from Khumaira.

"Honey, wait umma, son!" fatimah said, while trying to get up from the cement floor.

The woman tried to endure the pain so that she could quickly find out and find out the true state of Khumaira. The child will not cry if there is nothing. However, how surprised Fatimah when she saw the in-laws hitting the baby's body.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Fatimah screamed out a reflex, then took Khumaira from her grandmother's arms by force. Those eyes looked at Grandma Siti who looked relaxed as if what she had just done was very reasonable.

"Mother why?" This time Fatimah tried to dampen the emotions that were entrenched in her heart and tried to speak subtly. Really, this is not a thing that can be solved with a sinew, let alone a muscle fight.

"What, anyway? Don't be that, deh. Some of your kids, tuh, really noisy. Don't know what, if this mom needs a break?!" namel Siti felt innocent.

Khumaira's crying voice began to subside, but it was still as noisy as it was.

"But, it's not like that, dong, ma'am. Maira is still a baby" he said, with tears in his eyes. "If I'm wrong, you can rebuke me. But, help!" the Jeda are hopeful.

The crystal thread that was previously held, now cannot be dammed. "Don't hurt my son!" please yes very.

Fatimah really did not understand what she had done so it made Siti so different these days. The middle-aged woman was so cold when she looked at him.

"What, anyway? Mom, didn't you, said you didn't have to be happy." Siti sneered at Fatimah's over-acting behavior.

Fatimah's heart was heard.

"After all, you tell him to shut up first! Don't make people emotional. Make my head grow louder." After that, Siti left Fatimah and Maira in the middle room.

The daughter-in-law tried not to enter the heart of what Siti had done. He thought all this never happened. He also hopes that the commonly known Granny Siti will quickly return.

"I'm sorry, umma, yeah, honey. It was umma again drying clothes," whispered Fatimah lirih to her son who is now drinking breast milk.

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Siti went into the room space she used this month in the child's home. The middle-aged woman sat on the bed, kneading her forehead which felt throbbing pain.

"Why am I like this, O God? Why am I acting like someone else? Astaghfirullah. Forgive me, Son! Grandma had really done evil to her own granddaughter," she cried sadly.

The middle-aged woman looked very sorry after the incident. He even hit his own hand for injuring Khumaira.

The silence in the room seemed to be a witness of the sadness experienced by Siti. He regretted all his behavior because he had done as good as he could by nagging, sneering, and hurting the feelings of his son-in-law and grandchildren.

"Once again forgive grandma, son. I feel like this is so sudden that it drives me crazy," he groaned, hitting his chest with a tight feeling.

In that sadness, Siti really regretted her actions. He promised to apologize after this. Hand used to hit the body of the tiny Maira was still felt pulsating until now.

The ringing of the cell phone in the room took over the grief. The smile that had disappeared for several days, now returned the girl when she saw the caller id of the person. His finger quickly pressed the green button up, and then the sound that every day began to sound.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Oh, my God, son, you don't have to worry about that. After all, Auntie at home is also bosen," he told someone who was across the phone.

Both of Siti's eyes almost glared in shock upon hearing the words from the caller. "Oh, don't be like that, son! Aunty really does not feel good about you," he refused the goods offered by the caller to the in-laws Fatimah.

However, someone across the phone seemed to know how to seduce so that Siti finally resigned to receive a luxury bag bought by the caller.

"If only Trisa's son had come early. Maybe, we have become sons-in-law and in-laws" said Siti with a face full of regret.

Siti's words made the heart of someone who was behind the door of the room again broken. Fatimah squeezed her frontal negligee with a stern look. Tears even uncontrollably had already barged out from his jet eyes.

"O God, what are you really showing? Is it true that my heart has turned away from me?" fatimah asked, then passed away to her own room.