Becoming Like My Mother
CHAPTER 39

This day Melati kept thinking about the word for word that was thrown by her mother. He also looked at the pictures his mother showed. Slowly he realized what he had been doing all this time. There is also a picture of what he will do.

He compared himself to each of the images his mother had described earlier. His eyes focused on the third image. It is a beautiful image that was originally made because of black stains.

Chequek. Melati glanced towards the door as it sounded someone opening the door. He seems to be a man whom he greatly respects.

"Son." Call gently.

Melati smiled at the presence of her father. "Yes Well."

Ikhsan is happy to see his daughter who today has shown a little change. Because if usually his daughter was completely indifferent to the people nearby. He himself also had a chance to see the conversation between his wife and daughter. He was so grateful to have a wife like Mina.

"How are you doing, son?" Tanya Ikhsan approached her daughter.

"Alhamdulillah is fine. You ever see me sick anyway?" Jasmine chuckled listening to her father

"Thank God, dear." Ikhsan smiled in response to his daughter.

"Okay son, it's time for dinner. You go downstairs yeah." Pinta Ikhsan's.

"Yes Well. Let's go downstairs."

They went and approached the whole family waiting for them.

"Are you done hibernating the bears?" Babe Alif on Melati.

All chuckled at her, Melati stared hard at her brother. While Alif himself stared triumphantly Melati.

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The events that befell Melati and Fahmi have reached Elisha's ears. He was furious and his hatred grew. Whatever happens he still accuses Melati as an actor. Especially when he was at home he could see his brother crying.

He was discharged from the hospital three days ago. Hearing her sister-in-law who was about to marry Melati made her smile obliquely. There are many things he wants to do during his former best friend's house Fahmi.

At this time even came the crazy idea when he saw Melati who was ordering something on the side of the road. Melati seemed to be in the place of the martabak seller. Melati's smile was clearly emblazoned in her eyes, the flames of hatred increasingly seething within her.

POV Jasmine

I never imagined I would experience something like this. I felt like I was just a tiny speck of dust. But hearing the words from my Mother and Sister Mina, my heart was a little touched. He taught me that the stain I had on my body was not something I should regret.

It's hard not even to remove it, but it would still be beautiful if I added another color to my life. Now all my life I have devoted to the Power. Whatever I'll do for him. By accepting this match, I am convinced that my life will change.

Although it must be combined, it does not matter anyway it is not prohibited. Not because of what, what else should I do besides that. By remaining silent, regretting everything? Not for a few days my mind was empty. And then I realized that it was slowly torturing me.

But there is one thing that might disappoint some people. If I get pregnant, then after my puerperium is over I will register my divorce in court. Well, that's my plan.

Although my husband will give justice between me and my madam, but I am sure when Mas Fahmi was with one of us jealousy and pain was inevitable.

It's not my intention to play with marriage, and I know God doesn't like divorce. But I just don't want to torment my mind for the rest of my life and I'm sure the heart that's hurting the most is my first wife. I don't want to be an actor either. Let me back off, and for my son I will speak with a cool head with Mas Fahmi. My son will stay with me and I won't limit him whenever his father wants to meet.

All of this is just my plan and effort. But how I ended up not thinking about it. If fate makes me stand by Mas Fahmi then I will accept. But I still don't want to be combined.

My daydream was broken when I saw the arrival of my two best friends. I'm so glad they're always by my side. Although these few days I have not paid any attention to them, yet they have never left me.

I also told him everything I had felt all along, and explained all my plans. They were surprised, but hearing my reasoning they began to understand it. Although I know they also still do not really approve of the steps I want to take.

"Eh Mel, you left that time to buy martabak. But you didn't stop eating because of that. How do we buy it again today?" Aaz's words broke the momentary silence.

I nodded and looked at Maira. "Well, I want to buy it, you want Ra?"

"Yes Mel, let's go together." Maira smiled at us. The three of us moved on and quickly walked out of my house.

My eyes lit up as Maira's car had stopped at the martabak seller's place. I miss my favorite food so much. It has become a habit of eating chocolate martabak accompanied by my favorite drink is also hot chocolate to type a novel online. I also forgot about the world I wrote.

I heard some people saying my name. I heard it inteni. But I quickly shook my head. Maybe it was someone else. Not myself.

But gradually, the voices approached. And I can hear it clearly. They talked about my name and the actor.

I was even more surprised when a middle-aged woman pulled my hijab. I also saw my two friends who were surprised to see all this.

"Hey, you're the ACTOR!!" Said the woman with great emphasis. My voice choked, I was unable to reply to his words or actions.

"Yes right. Don't let this girl wander around here!" Tell the others. With all my effort, I tried to avoid and hold their hands so as not to hurt me more.

Looks like my two best friends helped me to keep me away with these mothers. "Sorry Mom, we're not rude. You don't know anything about my best friend. So please let her go." Pekik Aaz tried to break up the dispute in this place.

The people who had been in the same place had started to approach me. I could only cry, even among them no one intended to defend me.

My two best friends are getting worse. The mothers who were there also insulted me and reviled me. My ears are hot.

Disgust and insults as well as various kites disgusting things did not escape being thrown into my body. My body is squeezing, my vision is blurred. I can no longer afford to just support my body.

But for a moment my body no longer got any throws. I put my face up and I saw the man I've known all along. After that I don't remember anything.