Apparently, Young Wife

Chapter 68

...***Waiting for Divorce***...

Zahra still made Dean's body a punching bag. Attacking him from all directions. Although, each movement is not so painful, but still makes Dean unable to wart.

The longer, Dean's patience limit runs low. He grabbed Zahra's hand, then pushed her back until her body was restrained on the wall. The look in Dean's eyes instantly changed, becoming the fox's sneaky eyes that managed to catch the rabbit.

However, instead of devouring his prey, he just wiped the remaining ice cream on Zahra's lips. “Don't challenge my patience, Mee. I've been waiting for you for years. Don't let everything get out of control.”

Hearing the threat from Dean, Zahra looked at the man while swallowing his saliva roughly.

They were still in the same position, when Dania and Intan, suddenly entered the room.

“You guys are still not finished?” Ask Intan.

Zahra hurriedly pushed Dean's body. Then, walk throw away the cones whose actual contents are still there, a lot.

“Ka-you from where?” Zahra asked trying to find a topic.

“Liat people dating!” Dania looks pouting.

“Yes, dating until we forget that the world still belongs together, and we contract!” Intan Timpal.

“Cih, what the hell are you guys talking about. Not clear!”

Zahra sat back on the bed, pretending to play on her phone just to distract her. However, he did not realize, his phone was dead because it ran out of bricks.

Shit my phone's dead. What aps today.

Duh Gusti's!

Dean took the letter from the court. Find the first call date for them. Apparently, the first call will be in three weeks. And that, only in the form of mediation between the plaintiff and the defendant.

He felt that the time needed for the court was too long. In fact, he could guess, if the process of divorce Zahra at least need four or maybe six months. The judge ruled that they were officially divorced.

"Too long, when do I get married?" Dean's gum in my heart.

“Maybe it'll take four to five months, until the judge decides you're officially divorced.”

Hearing Dean's explanation, Zahra stopped her silly activities. He turned his head, looking at Dean who was standing while reading the contents of the plaintiff's letter. Not only Zahra, even Dania, and Intan focused on him.

“Why can it be that long?” Zahra.

“Last year, I helped the artist to fight for divorce, he only took three months until the official hearing. Later, I try to contact the court.”

Zahra let out a long sigh, she did not know whether to feel relieved or grateful. He wanted to get out of Abram as soon as possible. However, they also did not hope that their trial could run fast.

“How are you planning after this, Ra?” Intan asked seriously. “Still back to that house?”

“Do not know too. Mama said she wanted to sell.” Zahra was a little indifferent to discussing the matter of those bitter memories.

“Why not go back home?” Dean replied, looking at Zahra who sat back down.

“Can't, home is too far from the city. Not to mention, the network there is a bit bad. My work can be delayed.” Clearly Zahra is relaxed.

Apparently, Dania's idea was able to make Zahra think a little seriously. Indeed, it never hurts to try to spread the wings. After all, during this time Zahra received many job design offers from the household sphere.

“Ruko ngak too comfortable for occupancy.” Dean Tympal.

Zahra thought back. Suddenly, a glimmer of an image of a house and a shop, appeared in his head. He rushed to find a piece of paper and pen on the table. Then, start drawing abstracts.

A few minutes later, he showed me a picture. “Search for a model like this! The second floor can be designed so a fairly comfortable residence, how?”

They look pretty serious looking at the picture of the shophouse that Zahra wants.

“I've seen something like this.” Intan answered first. “But I don't understand, something is empty or engak.”

“Mantul nih, let's go!” Get Zahra to hurry up and get the bag.

However, his steps were suddenly blocked by Dean. He touched Zahra's forehead again and said, “You're sick! Good sitting!”

“Who is sick!” Zahra protested while rubbing her forehead. Dania, who was standing right next to Zahra, suddenly poked her reflection, giving some of the blinks that Zahra immediately understood.

“Oh, yes-yes. I'm a little tired!” Sahut Zahra who immediately understood the current conditions.

“Sit here well. I'm looking for the rukonya. You can check on WhatsApp!” Dean walked out with relaxed steps.

“What's wrong? Not signed?” Zahra's shout caught up with Dean, but only reached the doorstep.

Dean did not turn his head, he just ran away with a hand. “Oject online. You don't need to get off, unlock the car from above!”

Zahra immediately heaved a sigh of relief, looking at Dean's slowly descending back.

“Basic, dictator!” lirih.

"Mee, I can hear your curse clearly!" His screams were a little loud, so it could enter Zahra's sense of hearing.

AND ARGH!!!

Zahra ruffled her hair while walking into the room.

Help Zahra move first.

Then help them in the trial.

Continue later tonight.

If not Up, bring tomorrow morning 😅

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