I'm marrying my husband
Talaqs

''What do you want to say, Mom?'' ask Juwita curious. Juwita stood behind Rama who had his back, then slowly Juwita closer to the body of the husband, after which he hugged Rama tightly from behind, leaning his head on the steady back of the husband. However, without him knowing, Rama instead released a hand that was coiled in the stomach, he also further advanced his body. Rama's eyes focused on looking out the window. From that moment on, he held back his anger so that his hand did not move, injuring Juwita.

Getting cold treatment from the husband, makes Juwita not accept, because it is not usually Rama behave this way. When Juwita was about to protest, suddenly Rama spoke first.

''Who's son?'' rama asked with great emphasis.

Hearing that, Juwita suddenly became ketar-ketir, but as much as possible he behaved normally.

''Yes ... He is your son, my mother. You are how strange it is so, Juwita replied while adjusting her breath to stay calm.

''Once again I ask, Cio whose son is Juwita?!'' this time Rama shouted. He turned his body so that now he and Juwita have stood facing each other.

And then Juwita realized, Rama's face looked flushed with hardened jaws.

''Mas,'' Juwita fluttered, she was about to touch Rama's cheek, but Rama brushed his hand.

''What? But you lied to me, Juwita! I already know that Cio is not my flesh and blood, he is not my son. Because of you I'm willing to leave Tasya. I'm sorry Juwita, I'm sorry that Tasya died. All because of you. From tonight I'll talk three of you Juwita!'' Rama said fluently to bring out what he had wanted to say. After saying that, he looked relieved.

Unlike Juwita, he immediately sat on the floor, he did not expect Rama would run it so easily and quickly, even though he had not explained anything.

The tightness in his chest was felt, and along with it, tears fell down his cheeks. He looked up at Rama.

''By giving a child who is not my flesh and blood, you think I am happy? It's just that Cio's face doesn't look like me at all!''

''Mas, but my way is better than Tasya Mas,''

''Better what? In any case Tasya is much better than you. During my time as my wife she never once slept with another man, nor did she ever claim to be pregnant with my child when she could have been lying just like what you did. Tasya a good woman, she willingly hid my disgrace and made herself insulted by many people including my own family because she claimed that she was barren, but in fact I am barren. I have checked everything, now I regret having chosen a devious woman like you, Rama wiggled his legs so that Juwita did not rest. Because whatever Juwita will do will never be able to change Rama's decision. Rama has thought about his decision carefully, he is better off widower for life than living life with a woman who is good at lying like Juwita.

''Mas, have mercy on Cio, '' Juwita's crying became more and more so. Even the housekeeper peered out of the small open door, wondering what had happened to the master.

''There is nothing to love. I'm sure Cio's biological father must still be alive, you better take Cio to meet his biological father, because it's much better,''

''Mas, I can't do that. I love you Mas, I don't want us to separate,''

''Stand up, I'll take you to your parents' house soon. I'll explain everything to Mama and Brother Jack, so as not to have a misunderstanding, I don't want to be blamed for turning you on,''

''I don't want to!'' jerit Juwita hysterical.

Rama kept forcing by pulling Juwita's hand, so suddenly Juwita's body drooped on the floor, she was unconscious.

Seriate.