A Man's Self-Esteem Is Working

My Sambal

The divorce process that took a long time made me often in and out of the Religious Court, even though all the files and witnesses I had prepared.

In general, the divorce process does require a maximum of 6 months at the first level, be it in the District Court or in the Religious Court.

But if the trial process goes smoothly, it will only take 3 to 4 months.

Mas Ardi's frequent absenteeism in mediation meetings infuriated me, he felt like there was no good intention to separate well - well.

In this divorce I never asked for what was not rightfully mine, I just asked for custody to fall into my hands that was more than enough, she said, although Mas Ardi could not give birth to a living during my iddah period I did not mind at all.

The first trial will be held next week, I pray that Mas Ardi will come and make things easier.

Now I am in a celebration of the village chief's son in a neighboring village, often Mbak Yeni promote me to his catering subscription makes me quickly famous in several neighboring villages thanks to word of mouth stories.

I was always grateful for her treatment of me, she pushed me so far that I got the confidence above the level I could do, she said, he really thought of me as his sister who is alive again in my current figure, the sincerity that he did made me unable to put his name aside in my heart.

"Is it Nduk?" Ms. Yeni greeted me in front of the open door, without intending to enter the room where I was decorating.

"Eh Ma'am, in a moment I have to tidy up this veil" I replied turning a moment, looking over, then again finish the last touch of gluing the veil decoration in the form of neatly special flowers that will be worn by Bu Lurah at this time.

Bu Lurah deliberately asked for the last resort because the circumcision bride did not want to be left since her return at dawn, the whining of the youngest child reminded me of Adam when he was in circumcision first, he said, Adam did the same, he did not want to be far from me Adam was very spoiled, probably because of pain after circumcision felt.

"Alright Ma'am wait in front of us to eat together, you must not have breakfast" said Mbak Yeni smiled like proud to see what I did.

"Okay Ma'am" I answered briefly.

"Bu Lurah excuse me" said Mbak Yeni paging at the middle-aged woman before me who was only answered with a smile and a blink of both eyelids.

"It's finished Mom, please look first if it feels there is less can be quickly let me fix it" said I give space to Bu Lurah to see his appearance, modern kebaya in soft pink form the body of the wearer looks slim.

"Well, it turns out that it's true that people say that your makeup is good, not inferior to famous MUA, I feel 10 years younger" said Bu Lurah he seemed amazed by my work, actually I have Tari as my assistant, but because his shame and low level of confidence make him always want to be with me.

"Basically Mother is beautiful, I only beautify it a little" said I look at the face of Bu Lurah from the reflection of the mirror glass in front of her.

"Ah you can I am so embarrassed, try you have a salon for sure every event - an important event I use your services" said Bu Lurah regretting my situation.

"Mom, that is also my mind" said I smiled, I really intend to save to have a small shophouse.

"Amin, having talents like this must be easy for God" said Bu Lurah praying he also waltzed out of the dressing room to welcome guests who had already filled his yard.

"Amin" I replied slowly.

"Dance is done" asked me to Dance who is still packing tools - Make up tools are scattered on the nightstand.

"Already Ma'am" he answered with a smile he published to make me a woman alone fascinated for a moment, he was very sweet.

"We had breakfast together" I looked at him, if he were part of my family, my sympathy for his life always made me want him to be part of my family.

We came out together after all our combat equipment was reorganized into beautycase

"Here" Mbak Yeni half yelled to call us, and we approached him.

"What did you bring?" I asked curious, I wanted to eat spicy food.

"Bak made yellow rice for the breakfast of the three of us, this is a tender side dish of meat, egg noodles and potato parchment" mbak Yeni said arranging the food box that he had prepared specifically outside the catring menu ordered by the host.

"Patch it?" This morning was so tiring that I imagined being able to eat spicy foods so that a high appetite could replace this tiredness.

"Indri from now on Ma'am will reduce the level of sambel pengesesan every time you ask" Mbak Yeni gulped, his eyes staring giddy at me.

"Why is that Mama?" Ask me wonder

"Mbak already knew that you had a Maag, which once made you go in and be hospitalized" he replied with a tickle pinching my left cheek, he always treated me like a little brother, he always treated me like a little brother, seeing Mbak Yeni's treatment of me Tari who had been silent watching us chuckle softly.

"Sure you know from the Father yes" replied I was upset

"Not" he answered briefly.

"So?" ask me curious

"The handsome man named Husein" he replied with a smile raising both eyebrows.

"Josein?! When did Mbak meet Husein" I asked surprised because after my arrival he was still out of town taking care of his business.

"Two days ago" replied Mbak Yeni

"It turns out he's back" I murmured slowly.

"Who exactly is she?" Tanya Dance curious

"Friends" answered me lazily

"Friends?! Not that I'm your future husband Humairah" The baritone's voice was clearly heard before us, as we stared down at the man from below until it stopped as our eyes fell upon the handsome face I thought was familiar.

Husein looked at us in matching suits with the material pants he was wearing, he looked handsome.

"Justin?!" I murmured slowly.

It turned out that it was not only me who was amazed by the perfect sculpture that God created in front of my eyes, almost everyone around our table was amazed by Husein's good looks.

"Sir, you're caught eating spicy again dear" Husein approached the plate in front of me and threw the beautiful mountain chili on the warm yellow rice.

"Gilip!?" Answer me slack, I was silent - quietly took the champ when Mbak Yeni off guard and now the chili has disappeared in front of my eyes, sad.