Amelia
Episode 87's

Early in the morning Ratih was standing at the door of her husband's house. As Dahlia opens the windows and doors, Ratih sneaks in to meet her husband.

"Train, that's your manners!" dahlia.

"Where is Arga?" ask Ratih.

"Well what else are you here for?" ask Dahlia.

"Oh, so mom's happy if Mas Arga and I go our separate ways?" irked Ratih.

"It's not so Train. If, indeed you have no more matches, is not farewell better!" dahlia.

"What is this mother? I should have helped Ratih to reunite us. Why do you support Mas Arga's decision?"

"Read More, Train. You are shameless!"

"Just not to accept! Ratih will bring Keyla, because Keyla is the son of Ratih" said Ratih.

Just as Ratih was about to take Keyla in the room, Arga suddenly came out from inside his room. Arga looked at his wife with a look of anger.

"Well what else are you here for?" snapped Arga.

"I'll take Kayla with me, Mas. So, don't block me!" ketus Train. Arga smiled cynically.

"What right did you bring Keyla?" snapped Arga.

"He's my son. Of course I deserve him. After all he was a child he needed his mother's affection" replied Ratih.

"Mother? The affection? Since when do you think Kayla is your son. You've never cared about your son. Have you ever given your ASI to Kayla? Have you ever given love to your own child? You're just busy with your obscure business. Don't make me laugh!" said Arga did not lose ketusnya.

"But I was the mother who gave birth to her. I'm more entitled than you are, '" replied Ratih no less fierce.

"On what basis did you say right to me. But you never cared about your son. Now that you're telling me the right, you're so funny, Ratih. I know what you want. You used Kayla so we could be together again. But I'm tired of facing you. I have been patient enough to deal with your behavior. Now I will not tolerate all your attitude towards me especially towards Kayla. You're nothing but trash to me. And the trash must be thrown to the right place!" Murka Arga's.

"I'm doing this too because of you, Mas. Try if you give me more money, I will not sell my body" replied Ratih not to blame.

"Curtain,"

"Baseless woman shameless. Now you admit everything. You are a greedy woman. As long as Amelia is my wife, all my pay I give you. But a woman like you will never be satisfied. You will always feel short. I'm really sorry to meet you. I also regret marrying you. I picked up the stone time, and I've thrown away the diamond stone. And you are the stone of the time!" ketus Arga's.

"Now, get out of here! Don't ever set foot here again. You're no longer welcome in this house! You don't deserve to be a mother. Just wait for the court papers to come to your house! Now get out of here!" expel Arga. Arga pulled Ratih's hand forcefully. Dahlia was not, after all, the mother of her granddaughter.

"I beg your pardon, Mom! I am guilty indeed. But I promise I will change. I will be a good wife and mother. I will obey all your wishes. Please, don't throw me out! Keyla still needs me as her mother. I beg you, Mas!" isak Ratih's.

"It's too late! Women like you will never change! Get out of here!" expel Arga.

BRAKK....

Arga slammed the door really hard. Dahlia was surprised. Mila was no less surprised. He went out and asked his mother.

"What's up, Mom?" ask Mila.

"Sssstttt, it's okay. You're in the room. Your sister is getting a little emotional, "send Dahlia to Mila. Dahlia does not want to burden Mila's mind with her brother's problems.

"All right, ma'am," replied Mila passing to her room.

"Mas, Open! Open door!" shouts Ratih knocking on the door very hard.

"You see, Mas. I'll take Keyla I'll win custody of the child in court!" the hardic.

Ratih left the house of Arga with a feeling of annoyance and exasperation. Attempts to persuade her husband have failed. He thought taking Kayla would make an Arga would never have the heart to divorce her. However, his expectations were not as expected. Again Arga compares him to Amelia, making Ratih very angry.

"Patience, Son! Don't get too carried away by emotions. It will destroy you" said Dahlia.

"How can Arga not be angry, Mom? Look at the woman's behavior! Not knowing the shame of saying that he cheated. Arga hadn't thought through with his attitude all along!" said Arga.

"Already, Son. Now you have breakfast! Aren't you going to the office today?"

"Yes, Mom. Thank you very much!" said Arga.

Ratih stopped the taxi, and rode it.

"Take me to the address xxx," said Ratih.

"Okay, miss" replied the taxi driver.

Taxis are running at high speed. In the middle of the trip, his phone rang loudly. He picked it up, it turned out that it was one of the customers who had used his services.

"Hallo, Om!"

"Where are you, honey?" ask the man.

"Taxi, Om. What's up?"

"Yuk's discovery!" bring him.

"Where?"

"In the usual place,"

"All right, wait for me, Om! Bye ... Bye," he said. The taxi turned towards somewhere.

The taxi stopped at a roadside motel. It is a bit far from the city. He deliberately chose the place to be away from the people he knew.

After paying the taxi fare. He called the man back. Then, Ratih waited on the front bench of the motel. She improved her makeup to make it look more beautiful and attractive. Because it is the main capital to withdraw money from the pockets of the conglomerates.

A few minutes later, a car stopped right in front of him. A middle-aged man got out of the car. He is Om Hans. A coal businessman from Tanah Bambu, South Kalimantan.

Every time there was a business in City J, she would throw a little money away to find the caress of a beautiful and sexy young woman. They happen to be found at the club. Om Hans used the services of Ratih only once, but because he was addicted, he also contacted Ratih to serve him.

"Om Hans, how are you?" tanya Ratih hugged the middle-aged man.

"Well, how are you, honey?"

"This way, Om. I'm really fucking shit," he said.

"Damn? Why?"

"We tell you in the room, Om. How's it?" ask Ratih.

"May, let's book a room" said Om Hans holding the beautiful woman's hand.

Hans booked the best room there. Although not too big, but, quite comfortable, clean and tidy. Ratih sank spoiled in the old man's arm.

"What do you want to say, honey? Why are you fucking shit?" ask about Hans.

"Of course I'm fucking. Because almost a month ago, I didn't meet Om. Don't Om know, that I miss you so much, Om!" spoiled Ratih.

"Hc .... Ha .... Ha. I think there's a serious problem, but you just miss me?" Hans was laughing again.

to be continued....