
"Astaghfirullah al-adzim, ma'am? Why would the Madam throw away her own daughter-in-law? " said Bi Sur in disbelief.
"God! Shut your mouth! You're just a babu in this house! Be careful if you say with Riko when she comes home later! I don't want to hurt you! " sook Ratih's mother with bulging eyes.
Bi Sur could only pray and stare at the loss of Anika who was just silent and said nothing even though she was insulted by her in-laws.
Ratih's mother encouraged Bi Sur to rush into the house and cook a nice meal and plenty for their lunch.
Delia smiled happily as she entered the room that had been occupied by Anika and Riko. A rather large room from the room in this house.
She even eagerly arranged her clothes in the closet where Anika usually put her clothes. He also threw away all of Anika's cosmetic equipment on the dresser and replaced it with her cosmetics.
Anika walked on foot while dragging her suitcase in the scorching heat like now. He repeatedly rubbed the sweat that soaked his face up to his neck. He did not want to go to his Mama's house because it also did not belong to his Mama, but his sister-in-law, Tata.
Because there was no destination to go to, Anika just dragged her suitcase on foot without knowing the direction. He only relies on feeling and sometimes stops for a while if he is a bit tired.
Meanwhile, Riko works to serve the buyers who come half-heartedly. Somehow from he left Anika shopping at the market with Bi Sur feeling he was not good, as something would happen but he did not know what it was.
Not wanting to assume for himself, Riko went straight home without telling her Papa. He came home two hours before he came home.
"Anika darling? Where are we? Anika, honey?? " cream Riko called Anika when she had just entered the house.
He kept calling his wife, but there was no answer. He went to their room and he smiled with relief when he heard the splashing sound of water in the bathroom.
"Alhamdulillah, it turns out Anika is bathing again! But the tumben Anika shower at 3, as I remember never during this shower at 3 pm. " murmured Riko with surprise.
Thirsty, he came out of their room and went back to fetch water.
"That's lonely! Where is Bi Sur? " said Riko when he saw the kitchen was quiet without activity.
He then returned to his room, how surprised he was when he opened the door to the room seen Delia was drying her hair with a towel and only wearing a bathrobe on her body.
"What are you doing in our room, Delia? " hardik Riko with a fierce face.
"You just got home, Mom? I just finished taking a shower, Mom? Want to shower now? Let me get ready! " tanya Delia pretended not to understand what Riko said.
"What did you say? So the shower was you! " cried Riko again by pointing at Delia's face.
Delia just nodded and smiled sweetly which made Riko's anger immediately flared up and climbed into the crown.
"Please, Delia! Who let you in our room and shower here! " said Riko walked over to Delia and gripped her chin so hard that Delia complained in pain.
"Aww, I'm sick! Le-let go! " dellia said with a frightened face.
Riko let go of her grip on Delia's chin with a single blow so that Delia slightly staggered back. He opens the wardrobe and sees a pile of clothes that he has never seen, because he knows how Anika dresses.
"Explain to me what this all means! Whose clothes are these? That's not Anika's shirt because I know my wife's taste! Answer Delia! Don't just shut up! " cry Riko with a loud voice.
"That's all my clothes, Mom! Ma-mama told me to move into this room! " reply with fear Delia replied.
"What did you say!! Mama?? Fuck, it turns out Mama has started organizing my life! " snaps Riko with a dead red face.
He then punched the glass of the dressing table until it was destroyed and his fingers covered in blood and he also destroyed what was in the room to look like a storm.
"Tell me honestly, Delia! Where's my wife Anika? Whereabouts? " said Riko quietly but conditioned with anger.
"I-I don't know! Ta-tadi I went away intermittently, when I came home there was only Mama at home. "his words stammered with his head lowered.
"Be careful if you lie to me, Delia! You will suffer the consequences! " threaten Riko and then leave the room with hands covered in blood.
He left the house intending to meet his mother who was too deeply involved in his household affairs. He suddenly saw Bi Sur near the ojek base in tears. Riko stopped her car and got out of the car to meet Bi Sur.
"Bi, Auntie why are you here? Why is Aunt crying? " ask Riko when she is in front of Bi Sur.
Bi Sur who saw Riko in front of him increasingly hardened his crying voice so that made some ojekers glance at him with an unpleasant look at him.
"Bi, let's sit there! It's not nice standing here with Auntie crying like this! " let Riko sit on a bench not far from where they are standing.
After sitting down, Riko again asked about where Anika was, and Bi Sur told honestly the incident when they came home from the market without anyone being covered. Riko clenched her hands tightly withstanding the emotional turmoil to her Mama who had already defiantly kicked Anika out of their rented house.
He sent Bi Sur home and he would meet his Mama to make calculations because he had dared to expel Anika his wife when Anika did nothing wrong.
While Anika was still walking did not know the direction by pulling her suitcase on foot. I don't know how many times he was approached by the taxi driver who offered to take him home, but Anika refused because she did not know where to go home.
He was very tired because half the day he walked and only stopped if hungry or thirsty. He saw the mosque across the street and he intended to cross the road, but unfortunately he was hit by a motorbike so that he fell sitting on the side of the road.
Anika sobbed, she cried her fate that was dangling in the streets so she stopped her crying when someone rebuked her. Anika immediately looked up her head to see the person who was reprimanding her. He was shocked when he saw who the person who had rebuked him was.
"Abangs... "
"Anika's... "
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