Prita again contacted Aryo. This husband and wife are not living together anymore. Quarrel after fight makes Aryo choose to return to his private home in an elite housing estate. Which is also no less luxurious than the magnificent house of the mother-in-law, Mother Sabrina.
Prita finally managed to contact her husband, who had been difficult to contact for the past few days. Even when Prita asked Sisil, her only daughter and Aryo contacted her father, there was still no answer.
[Aryo, how are you doing? There is no responsibility for your wife and children. It was difficult to even contact. Since last night, I have not been able to call. You're intentionally avoiding me right?]
Prita is a very arrogant wife. Doesn't want to give in and often provokes fights because of his jealousy of Aryo's past. The woman Prita considers to be a thorn in her household.
Aryo was fed up with Prita's jealousy. That's why he rarely returns home and chooses to live alone for the sake of his peaceful life and not to disturb his focus of work. Even though sometimes his longing for Sisil makes him tormented and wants to return to that magnificent house.
[I need some time to calm down. You also don't need to be angry and shout like that.]
[You're the one who's tired. I'm also tired of this situation. And you don't value our marriage at all. Actually we don't need to separate the bed at all. Oh, come on. You don't need too many excuses. Say you want a divorce right? So that you can get back with your ex-girlfriend. Is not it?]
[I want to know more and more who the woman who has become a thorn in our household.]
[Enough, Prita. Enough! I'm tired. I can go crazy being terrorized by you like this for a long time. Enough!]
Aryo, who was already emotional, finally threw his cellphone back on the floor.
[Hello, Hello?!]
Prita finally thought that Aryo must have slammed his cellphone again until it was broken. This is not the first time Aryo has destroyed his cellphone.
"Outrageous. He must have slammed his phone again," Prita grumbled.
"Aryo, don't you think you can just leave me and get back with your ex-girlfriend. We're not going to divorce. And I'll find out who that woman is. I'll definitely get the answer. full of anger.
****
Sabrina was only able to leave all these trials to her Lord. This morning, Sabrina as usual performed the Duha prayer in her room. Asking His Lord for help. He knows, nothing is impossible if Allah has willed.
Sabrina also prayed, she prayed to her Lord.
"O Allah, I leave everything to you. With all my helplessness. I beg of you, give me the opportunity to have children. A child who can be a pride for my husband. I beg of you, O Allah. Keep us from the temptation of divorce. I beg you, yes. Allah, accept my prayer. Ameen Ya Robbal aalamiin."
Doni entered the room when he saw that his wife had finished praying.
"Honey, I have something for you ahead. Shall we go forward?" take Doni.
"What's the matter, honey?" asked Sabrina curiously.
"Anyway, a surprise for you," said Doni, making his wife even more curious.
"Yes, I did. I used to wear the hijab," said Sabrina.
Doni went first. Waiting for his wife at the dining table. Until finally Sabrina saw the surprise that her husband had prepared at the dinner table.
"Oh God, honey, did you make me breakfast? I should have made breakfast for you," said Sabrina.
Sabrina was shocked to believe that her husband made a special breakfast for her. Even though she should be the wife who has to prepare breakfast.
"Well, once in a while I make it. The doctor also said you should get plenty of rest and healthy food and vitamins," said Doni paying little attention to his wife.
"Here, you like soup the most, don't you? I'll feed it. You read the prayer first," Doni asked.
Doni also fed his wife. Sabrina was happy. In the midst of God's test determination on her, her husband still cares for her very much.
"Thank you, Mas. Do you still believe that I can give you offspring? What the doctor said right...."
Doni interrupts
"Nothing is impossible. We just need to try, pray. I'm sure, one day you will be able to get pregnant again and give birth. If not, I will still love you," said Doni holding his wife's hand.
"Thank you, Mas, you want to love me sincerely," said Sabrina.
She is grateful to have a husband like Doni who loves him very much.
From upstairs, Prita saw the intimacy of her sister and brother-in-law with a cynical look. For a long time, he really hated Sabrina.
"Mother, Mother," Prita called when she saw her mother leaving the room.
"Bun, let's see. Early in the morning, it's friendly and spoiled. Use it to make breakfast. Feed it again," said Prita sarcastically.
"Yes, never mind," replied Mother Sania nonchalantly.
"Isn't it too much, Bun? For a barren wife like Sabrina?" said Prita sarcastically.
"Eh, be careful when you talk about Prita. Don't let your sister hear. She can get angry," reprimanded the mother.
"Sabrina is not barren," defended Mother Sania, who loved her daughter-in-law very much.
"Sabrina can't give Doni offspring. So what's the difference with a barren woman?" cried Prita.
"Do you really not feel sorry for Doni?" said Prita.
Prita kept provoking her mother to hate her sister-in-law.
"What do you mean?" asked the Mother.
"Bun, you have to think. You have to do something. Do you really want it, Doni's future is ruined. Don't have children like that?" Prita's excuse seemed to really love her sister.
"Okay. Mother will do something," said Mother Sania.
"Well, that's it!" said Prita smiling happily.
Prita and the mother went down to Doni and Sabrina at the dining table.
"Good morning," said Mother Sania to her beloved son-in-law and son.
"Morning, Bun," answered Doni and Sabrina at the same time.
"What are you eating?" asked the Mother gently.
"Macaroni," replied Doni.
"How is Mother's daughter-in-law. Are you feeling better, Sabrina?" asked the mother stroking her daughter-in-law's head gently.
"Doni, whatever is your goodness and happiness will also be your mother's happiness and goodness," said Mother Sania embracing her daughter-in-law's shoulder. Sabrina's mother-in-law really loves Sabrina even though she has not been able to give her a grandchild.
"Thank you, Mother, you have given attention to Sabrina," said Doni. Doni is happy, if his mother doesn't hate his wife because he hasn't been able to give a grandchild that he's been dreaming of all this time.
Mother Sania nodded and smiled.
The mother's gentle attitude towards Sabrina actually made Prita angry and began to suppress her sister-in-law. Prita also began to insinuate her sister-in-law because she did not like being treated by her mother with great warmth.
"It's funny, today's women. Breakfast is prepared by the husband. It's really good," Prita quipped curtly.
"Prita," said Mother Sania.
Doni got up and defended his wife.
"Sis, if you mean breakfast, it's my own initiative, Sis. Sabrina needs to rest a lot," Doni said in a loud voice.
"Why take a lot of rest. So that I can get pregnant," Prita sarcastically said.
"Uncle Indra's explanation is not clear that he can't possibly get pregnant!" cried Prita.
"Sis, you just need to press Sabrina. You don't feel sorry for her, do you?" snapped Doni.
"Enough Prita!" snapped the Mother.
Sania also approached her two children who were having a big fight.
"Don't spill your anger just because of your household problems with Aryo," Sania reprimanded her eldest daughter.
"Oh, I know. You want Mas Aryo to love you as much as I love Sabrina. Isn't that right, Sis?" shouted Doni.
"This has nothing to do with Aryo! You don't have to interfere in my household affairs," snapped Prita.
"As a big brother, I have to remind you. You have a big responsibility to this family. As the only son in this family, you are obliged to carry on your father's big name," said Prita firmly.
Mother Sania also chose to leave.
Prita also approached Sabrina who had been sitting quietly at the dining table.
"Don't be a hypocrite. If you don't want me and Doni to keep fighting, you're pregnant. So we don't have to worry about Doni's fate!" snapped Prita.
Sabrina can only cry
"Yes, Ma'am," Sabrina answered holding back her tears.
"I'm sorry," Sabrina said.
"Sorry, sorry. Usually I can only apologize. You are barren, we all get the sap," cried Prita.
Prita finally returned to her room.
****
Evening at 19.45
Dinda, Prita's youngest sister, and Doni finally return for their honeymoon with her husband, Romi. This newlywed couple is very happy to enjoy a honeymoon gift from their mother.
"So you like the honeymoon gift from Mother?" asked Mother Sania.
"Eh, which gift did you ask for, you must have forgotten," Mother Sania mocked at her son and daughter-in-law.
"Forget it," he laughed.
"Eh, remember, don't delay. You want this house to be full of laughter from your grandchildren," said Mother Sania, smiling.
"Yes, Mother. Please pray for me so I can get pregnant soon. I am a descendant of Mother, fertile," said Dinda.
"I agree with you, Din. It's because Doni and his wife don't necessarily have children," said Prita sarcastically.
"Prita," said Mother Sania.
"Assalamualaikum."
Doni and Sabrina finally arrived home after walking around looking for gifts for their mother.
"Sorry, Mother, we are late. The problem is that the road was jammed. Oh yes, this is a gift for Mother," said Sabrina, giving a goodie bag containing a scarf for her mother-in-law.
"For Mother? Thank you, Sabrina," said Mother Sania gratefully.
Dinda also greeted her sister-in-law, Sabrina and Doni. Likewise with her husband, Romi.
"How are you, sis?" asked Dinda pleasantly. The two hugged.
Prita looked at him sarcastically.
"Why, so silent anyway?" Doni asked surprised.
"If we continue the conversation, later someone will be offended again," Prita quipped.
"Stumped why?" Doni asked again.
"Here, Don, we are discussing Mas Farel's son, Bude Fahmi's son who lives in London. Do you remember? Dinda said the baby was really cute," said Prita, looking at Sabrina sarcastically.
"So yesterday I and Mas Romi went to London and we stopped by," Dinda interrupted.
"You can imagine, Don, you and Farel are not much different in age. But Farel already has 3 children," Prita quipped.
Mother Sania still pays attention to her children's argument. The atmosphere that night began to be unfavorable.
Sabrina and Doni just looked down. Doni knows that his sister is pressuring Sabrina again about her pregnancy.
"His wife has given birth to 3 children in just six years. So, when did your wife get pregnant?" Prita said curtly.
"Duh, Sis Prita, we don't think we need to ask that question. Because we already know how Sis Sabrina's condition is," Dinda quipped.
"I forgot that I have a barren brother-in-law," Prita said with a small laugh.
Sabrina was shocked. She tried not to cry in front of her husband's family.
Mother Sania was surprised. He shook his head because he was annoyed to see Prita who had gone too far.
"Sis, please watch over your mouth. Big brother's words really hurt. Big brother should pray for Sabrina. Not berate," defended Doni.
"Loh, why are you angry with brother? It's not you who are looking for trouble. What you are talking about is all facts. Indeed, your wife has a problem," said Prita curtly.
"Enough, Sis, enough!" snapped Doni.
"Sabrina is my wife. Please, big brother can respect her a little," Doni screamed.
"It's enough!" shouted the mother who was getting tired of seeing her two children fighting.
"Why are you arguing about Sabrina. You're tired of hearing that," shouted Mother Sania, annoyed.
"You're right. Remember, we are all brothers. There will be no trace of it," said Dinda.
"I agree with you, Din. The brother has no trace. But husband and wife can break up," said Prita, looking at her younger brother sharply.
"So your wife should get pregnant immediately. Let the divorce really don't happen," Prita quipped.
"Oh my God," said Doni.
Doni, who was already emotional, grabbed his brother's hand roughly.
"Istighfar, Sis. Why is your heart full of hatred inside. You are jealous because your household is not as harmonious as my household and Sabrina's. Isn't that right?" attack Doni.
Sabrina also approached Doni and asked him to be calm.
"Hey, this has nothing to do with Aryo. You as a man don't have the guts. It's no different from being a coward!" snapped Prita.
"Sis, please tell me, Sis. What should I do to make Sis Prita stop hating me, Sis," Sabrina said sobbing.
Prita turned her face away
"Mother, what must I do to be accepted into this family?" Sabrina asked approaching her mother-in-law who was sitting on the gold-colored sofa.
Mother Sania was silent.
"Okay, okay, Sabrina. Fine if that's what you want. Get pregnant soon. Make an effort. Give, give this family a proud grandson. What are you waiting for! Wait you're old? Wait until Doni can no longer give birth to a child?!" cried Mother Sania.
"But you don't hate Sabrina, do you?" Doni said.
"How could you hate Ssbrina. You never hated Sabrina. She's your daughter-in-law. You are your favorite child. However, this house is full of fights. This must all stop. Otherwise, you will hate each other," said Mother. Sana is crying.
Prita just being cynical.
Sabrina also wiped her tears.
"Mother never hated Bella," said Mother Sania, who was now standing in front of the window.
"Aaaaa ...." Mother Sania was wincing in pain.
Suddenly, Mother Sania's heart disease recurred. He felt excruciating pain. Sania couldn't hold it anymore and almost fell if Doni didn't run fast to hold her mother.
"Mother, Mother...."
To be continued....