I'm Not a Mandul Wife
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Hearing the story of Vania, it makes Dion really unexpected if Maharani can get inappropriate treatment from her husband.

"O Allah, when I see that the Empress is the perfect wife, but why did her husband marry another woman?" inner Dion who is really inexhaustible with the reason behind, why Rendy can do all that to the Maharani.

Realizing that his question would not get an answer, Dion could only sigh harshly.

"Ah, I better keep my curiosity until the Maharani iddah period is over. After that I will ask him directly. Right now all I can do is pray for her, may the Maharani be strong in the face of this ordeal and mengikhlaskan her husband who turned out not to be her soul mate. I hope that after the end of his idiom, he will dare to open a new leaf so as not to dissolve in his sadness" muttered Dion, saying all the prayers with great earnestness.

After closing his prayer with the word amen, now Dion continued his footsteps to climb back up the stairs, which had been delayed because he was curious about the conversation he heard about the Empress.

Upon arrival in his room, Dion's mind was still unable to escape what he had heard about the Empress. She really felt sympathy and empathy, especially Maharani for her is a very perfect woman figure and should not be hurt. "O Allah, why am I thinking like this now? Hopefully now he is fine at home," said Dion who inexplicably worried about the Maharani's current condition.

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Meanwhile, Maharani seemed to be busy in his room by taking out some clothes that were in the closet, the plan is that he will throw away all his clothes that are impossible for him to wear anymore because at this time the woman will only wear clothes that cover her aura.

"Ah, it turns out that there are this many clothes, pants and skirts that I will throw away. My wardrobe is almost empty, only the rest of the long-sleeved clothes and long skirts. It seems I have to start shopping for Muslim clothes, but I'm not going to leave the house until my iddah period is over. I'd better shop online for a while, until it's all over. Anyway while in this house I have to make the best use of my time, I try to send applications through online times yes, who knows the end of the iddah period later there is one company that will accept me to work!" inward Maharani decided eagerly to return to work to support himself, so as not to trouble the beloved mother.

After finishing tidying all the clothes into several boxes, the Maharani immediately brought the boxes to dispose of one by one and put them in front of the house. However, luckily the servants who worked at his parents' house were so attentive, they helped the Empress to move the boxes.

"Finally done too!" said Maharani who can breathe a sigh of relief after finishing everything, even with a sweaty forehead.

"Rani, what are you doing with those boxes?" asked Vania who had just returned to her home after returning from Dini's house.

"Hey, Mama's home. I'm going to throw away my unused clothes because now I'm not wearing any more revealing clothes, Mah."

The two eyebrows of Vania clutched together after hearing the words of her daughter. "Don't throw dong, honey. What if these clothes are Mama in alms? Moreover, your clothes are still very good, you know, redundant if thrown away that way."

"But this is not a Muslim dress, Mah. Is it okay to do it in alms?" ask the Maharani who is afraid that the clothes he gives will even invite harm.

"You know what your shirt looks like, even if it's open, it's not really open. It can still be combined with wearing long underwear or trousers so that it becomes more closed when hijab."

"Oh so, Mah. Yes, if so, these clothes are donated. Shipped in an online taxi or what, Mah?" ask the Maharani again.

"Let Mama who just deliver yes, all friends come to the orphanage before fasting."

"Ready, Rani. Yes already, you go back to the room there multiply the rest and do not get tired. Mama's just gone now to his replacement, let's go home no kesorean."

Maharani nodded, before he left to go back inside the house, the woman took the time to kiss the back of the mother's hand. "Be careful on the road, Mah. I'm waiting at home."

Vania rubbed the head of the Empress who was now covered by the hijab, making the middle-aged woman feel very relieved because her daughter had fulfilled her duty as a Muslim. "Yes, honey. Take good care of yourself, remember your message don't dissolve in your sadness because your life is still very long and never close your heart to another man because not all men are the same as Rendy."

Maharani was silent for a moment to digest every sentence that came out of Vania's mouth. A piece of advice that really made Maharani realize, that Vania is a perfect mother figure for her. "Yes Mah, I understand" said the Maharani, giving a kiss that landed on Vania's cheek.

"Mama go first. Assalamualaikum."

"Wa'alaikumsalam's chat. Careful, ma'am." Maharani waved her hand at Vania who was now in her private car.

A security guard at the main gate was asked by Vania to lift three boxes containing Maharani clothes and put them in the trunk of the car.

After everything was done, Vania began to advance her vehicle to get out of the gate while waving her hand towards the Empress who was still standing in front of the door staring at her departure.

Soon, Vania's car was not seen again from the Maharani's view, so she decided to go back into the house and go straight to her room.

Unwittingly, it turns out that the existence of the Maharani while outside the house gets the attention of Dion who is doing his job on the balcony of the room. The man continued to display an endless smile because he was amazed to see the beauty of the Maharani after hijab.

After the Maharani disappeared from his sight, Dion immediately wiped his face many times to remove the shadow of the Maharani which he feared would be a sin, if it continued to reign in his mind.

"Astagfirullah. Maharani's beauty really tarnished my eyes, but she was indeed very beautiful and I couldn't lie by saying no. Oh my God, the temptation is now the same neighbor as him!" the man's inner self while rubbing his chest to strengthen his current faith.

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