MY WIFE'S TEARS MY KARMA
CHAPTER 12

Sunday which should be used by Ardan to rest he had to use to take his wife home.

If it were not for his father-in-law being ill, Ardan would not have been willing to accompany his wife home and would have preferred to torture her inside the house.

Seeing that a neighbor was watching him, Ardan who saw Azkia walking out quickly opened the car door for him and held his hand over so that his wife's head would not hit the car dashboard.

An action that is so sweet in the eyes of others, when the reality is just the opposite because many wounds inscribed by the man due to his actions.

“ Ckkk.

“ Really long..”.

“ Catfish base...”, decak Ardan is upset after they are in the car.

Azkia can only say sorry for the mistake she did not even make so that her husband wants her to meet his father at home.

“ Why is your papa asking us to come there..”.

“ Really troublesome...”, grumbled Ardan while driving his car.

Azkia did not respond to the grunts of the husband and chose to care for his ears so as not to hurt to hear the words – harsh words that came out of Ardan's mouth.

If only Bik Surti did not inform if the condition of papa again worsened and wanted his son and daughter-in-law to come home, Azki was reluctant to invite Ardan home.

Azkia also did not blame the father who still seems to hold high hopes for the daughter-in-law because it is considered to have been happy for the princess only wayangnya.

Both trips are filled with silence because none of them want to talk to just fill the time through traffic jams.

Both seem to be silent because there is no topic that deserves to be raised as a chat material like a husband and wife in general.

It was as if there was an invisible boundary created between them and neither of them could cross that sacred boundary unknowingly.

After the car entered the residence of the father, Ardan began to put a big smile and behave sweet towards the wife.

Ardan is like a chameleon who can change his color whenever he wants and is also very good at creating illusions that mislead the eye .

Friendly, Ardan gripped his wife's hand when entering the father's yard while smiling widely.

Ronan who sat in the family room with a neck wrapped in a brown scarf left by the late mother smiled cheerfully when she saw Azkia coming with her husband.

Seeing the intimacy shown both of them makes Ronan's heart feel very happy, at least in the rest of his life he can see his only daughter happy.

“ How is papa condition ?..”

“ Bik Surti says papa is sick again ?..”, said Ardan while kissing the back of his hand in-laws politely.

“ Papa is just exhausted and now it is better...”.

“ Let alone see your arrival, papa immediately healthy...”, Ronan joked.

Ardan laughed loudly at the in-law's guyonan while Azka looked very worried to see the condition of the papa like that.

The wide smile of the papa in fact does not cover if his health condition is not good – is fine and it can be felt Azkia.

Hearing the laughter of the husband somehow fur kudu Azkia immediately stood up as if the laughter was very terrible heard in his ears.

All the attention and sweetness that Ardan showed towards his papa made Azkia feel nauseous.

“ Hypocritical...”, that word is the right one to describe her husband.

Azkia came from the kitchen carrying green tea without sugar for the papa and a cup of hot black coffee for the husband along with a plate of banana sponge favorite of the father.

Just like her husband, Azkia smiled widely as if she was very happy and had no problems at all in her marriage.

“ Papa is happy Azkia can marry a gentle and responsible man like you..”.

“ Even if papa's life is taken right now, papa is ready because the burden on papa's heart is gone to see your happy smile.”, said Ronan softly.

“ Ah, yes pa...”, said Ardan nervously.

*“ Ardan, papa sure you can make Azkia happy….*”

" Be the sun to illuminate Azkia at all times...."

" That's all papa's hope for you" Ronan said expectantly.

“ Must be pa...”, Ardan said with an illegible eye highlight.

Azkia who heard all the words of the father from behind the wall of the living room could only cry without a sound.

Had her father known that during their marriage the husband had always been rude and bad to her, Azkia might have been divorced from Ardan at this point.

But Azkia was also unable to tell all the truth because she was very afraid of the risks that would make her regret.

The condition of the papa's heart that is getting weaker and weaker is a separate consideration for Azkia so as not to make the middle-aged man worry about him.

Bik Surti who accidentally saw the cry of Azkia looked at the princess only wayang his master with a sad face.

Azkia may be able to deceive her papa, but not with a Surti bik who had nurtured her since childhood in place of the role of the mother who was called the power at the age of four years Azkia.

Without Azkia to say, bik Surti can feel if the marriage of his employer's daughter is not good – is fine.

Since childhood Azkia was always closed and kept every sadness she felt in her heart.

Bik Surti also could not force if Azkia did not want to tell the problems that befell his marriage to him.

He can only wait and will always support whatever decision Azkia has made even if it is not always good.

“ Let Azkia who styled it bik..”, Azkia said while wiping her tears violently.

Bik Surti just nodded and pura – pura did not know if Azkia had just cried. He also immediately poured food on the serving plate that Azkia immediately took to be arranged on the dining table.

Without Azkia noticing, the sleeve of the sweater was slightly exposed and it was seen by the bik Surti who immediately looked up in surprise.

“ Wound what is it ?...”

“ Why such a bond wound?...”, inner bik Surti anxious.

Bik Surti is not without reason knowing if it is a bond scar because he had seen the same wound on the wrist of his neighbor's child who had experienced kidnapping.

If it is true that the wound is a scar tied firmly, who did it. That's the question of the Bik Surti at this time considering the bruise color on the wrist is still fairly new.

“ What is the deed den Ardan ?..”

“ Then crying earlier...”.

“ What is also the underlying...”, inner bik Surti is currently full of question marks.

The head of Surti's bik full of questions arrived – just evaporated instantly as Azkia's hand patted her on the shoulder several times.

“ Bik Surti why ?..”

“ What did Surti think to not hear my call...”, asked Azkia worriedly.

“ Nothing – what non..”

“ Bibik just daydreamed earlier..”, he said lying.

Not wanting to make Azkia suspicious, Bik Surtipun immediately diverted the attention of his master's son and began to help him arrange the dining table.

“ Let's hope my worries are wrong...”, inner bik Surti sad.

Bik Surti could not imagine how the condition of the employer if it was to know the condition of the princess only after marriage.

Inwardly, the old woman prayed that Azkia would always find happiness and be given the strength to go through all the trials.