I'm Always Wrong In Your Eyes
flashback Part 2

Hi, my name is Dina Larasati. Just call Dina. I'm 36 years old. I'm a housewife with two kids. Actually my son has three, one with my previous marriage.

I married Bagas nine years ago. At the beginning of the meeting, he was a good man. Who are ready to accept me for who I am. Our introduction was short, just three months. So I don't know what her personality really is. I think it doesn't matter. Because of my previous marriage I had a relationship of almost four years, but eventually foundered as well.

Actually the Bagas family does not approve, because I am a widow with one child.

Our wedding was very simple. At the beginning of the marriage we lived in the house of the parents.

You see how they all behave towards me, because I am someone they do not bless. They were so indifferent to me. But I don't care, because I also work during the day. So I have little time with them.

A month of marriage finally my husband's true nature is visible. He was a heavy drunk and also very possessive. At first I didn't care, as long as he still supported me and didn't take away from my work.

Living in a home is not as beautiful as living in your own home. Every day there is something bad. Food, laundry and whatever. Even when my husband and I wanted to have breakfast before we left for work, there was nothing in the kitchen. Because after cooking, they'll keep it so I can't ask for it. Finally, we only ate rice that sprinkled salt and oil.

I'm just sick of everything in the house of in-laws. Because I can also eat well in the boutique where I work. Because the boutique owner I work for is very good.

Three months later, I finally got pregnant. My husband is very happy. But unfortunately my husband's drunken nature doesn't go away. Almost every day he comes home drunk.

Until one day a big fight happened. Which requires me to go unseemly with them. And also I think because of something trivial, just because of food.

Beautiful, eldest son Tata my sister-in-law took my food in the room without permission. It is true that I keep the food given by the owner of the boutique where I work in the room. I have no problem with that food. What I'm having trouble with is Tata's spicy mouth. He said I was stingy and didn't know myself.

"Basic, having a sister-in-law is stingy and doesn't know herself"

"Food should be stored in the room. He should have known himself for hitchhiking in this house."

"Why is Tata sewot. Everyone in this house keeps their food in their room. I'm the wrong one."

"Obviously you're wrong because you're stingy" my husband said.

"Lho, who started storing food first? Should I give them all to eat? They were each already there to forgive" I finally got emotional.

"You should dong bang who can share your money for them, not with my money. You're usually just drunk"

"I've been patient in these three months to receive the treatment of my brother's family. And brother never cared, usually just drunk." I finally broke a cry.

Hearing his brother and mother nagging blame him, Bagas finally caught fire and vented it to me.

Straight away Bagas took the cel*rit and swung it at me. I was shocked and tried to avoid. And the cel*rit was stuck in the closet behind my body. I didn't think she could be that bad to me who was pregnant young.

His family never cared about what I experienced.

The clock shows 23.30 wib.

I packed all my clothes into a bag. Without saying goodbye I went to my mother's house.

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