Because of Lent

Chapters 12. The Good Incomer

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Asya returned home in a taxi. For him, he refused to take public transportation because he was a hotel manager. Arriving at home he slammed his body on the sofa with a face that was still pouting.

"Lho, just got home from work and it looks like you've been so. Why Sya?"

"That, Mom. I met Vina. He's really pretentious because again the same cement, they even nyiram I use cola. I'm ashamed, ma'am," Asya said with teary eyes.

"What! she doused you?" mata bu Siti almost came out to hear Asya's complaint. Especially with Asya's face that looked very pitiful.

"Basic, brash woman. Pras is lucky to have divorced her."

"What's up, ma'am?" Pras entered without saying his regards. He had just come home from work, he was a little surprised when his name was suddenly called.

"Look, Asya! She was doused by your ex-wife. Your decision to divorce her is correct. I really don't like Pras."

Pras was silent without answering all his mother's words. He glanced at Asya and then went inside the room. His feelings were all day very sad. Without Vina, Pras is nothing.

Bu Siti and Asya looked at Pras' back who was away in confusion. What happened to Pras. Why does he look so sad?

"Mom, would not Pras regret divorcing Vina?" ask Asya.

"Ah, where is it possible. After all, she is a barren woman whose education alone is not equal to ours," denied Siti, but in her heart she also felt something strange with her son.

"I'll ask you later. Now you clean yourself and then help mom in the kitchen."

"What's? help mom in the kitchen? Ma'am, Asya is a hotel manager. If Asya helps mom in the kitchen with Asya's hands will be rough."

"And you're taking care of me."

"Just asya doesn't want to. Later if Asya's hand is full of wounds Asya will be embarrassed, Mom."

Asya breezed away leaving Siti's bu riveted. The middle-aged woman could only sigh heavily. Since the beginning of being Bagas' wife, Indeed Asya never once helped her, but considering the position of his daughter-in-law, he could boast in front of his fellow prisoners.

"Huh, if there's a fucking daughter-in-law it must be right now I don't have to bother. Where in a moment I have a meeting with Arisan's mothers. I'd be ashamed of it if it stinks."

Siti finally had to go to the kitchen. His face frowned as he recalled the new refrigerator he had shown to his neighbors and was now taken back by Vina.

Meanwhile, Pras lay in the room after putting down his briefcase. Last afternoon he had come to Vina's chicken shop, but unfortunately the woman was not there.

Pras intends to apologize again to Vina. He wanted to admit his mistake of being too obedient to his mother. Pras felt that since Vina's departure from her home, half of her heart felt empty.

Last night Pras tried to find other entertainment at a coffee shop owned by kiki, the widow of flowers. But instead of being comforted, the shadow of Vina's crying face continued to haunt her.

Pras reached into his cell phone. He tried to send a message to Vina. Many times he typed something but soon he deleted it again. Until finally he typed a short sentence and sent it to the ex-wife religiously.

[Where do you live now, Dek?]

It didn't take long to wait for a reply from Vina. The phone that was still in Pras' grasp suddenly shook. Pras quickly opened it.

[Mas doesn't need to know, which is clear I live in the most comfortable place for me. I've filed a lawsuit. Maybe soon you'll get a call.]

Reading the reply from Vina made Pras' heart instantly jumbled. There is a feeling of sadness, disappointment, anger. But Pras could not show all the taste of it to his house people.

"If you could understand a little, Dek," said Pras.

On the one hand, Vina who just finished bathing felt shocked when she got a chat message from her ex-husband. Does her husband still care about her or is it just a trite talk?

Vina replied to the message, and at the same time conveyed if she had filed a divorce lawsuit. After typing that reply, Vina sat down in front of the dressing table and started wearing her skin care products. Fahri knocked on the door and then entered as soon as he got his sister's permission. He looked at Vina with such a deep gaze.

"Have you told him about the lawsuit?" asked Fahri, The man was worried about his brother's condition because he got news from his wife, but he seems to be too worried. In fact, his sister now looks more relaxed."

"Already," Vina replied briefly as she patted her face after using the toner.

"I heard that your brother-in-law made a fuss with you? Do you need to teach her a lesson?"

"No need, brother, someday he will reap his rewards. Brother doesn't have to bother thinking about me."

"You're so young, Vin, to get this treatment, Vin."

"It's okay, Brother. Consider it a learning step for me. I feel like I've been struggling, but my struggles have yielded nothing but disappointment."

"Is it necessary, Brother to call Pras here?"

"Don't.I don't want him to know our real family. Don't let his family change course to support me just because of this property."

"Sister will be home tonight, while brother and sister Fauzi will take turns accompanying you here."

"If it's Vina, it's up to sister. Vina is okay alone. There is Risma. I can ask her to accompany me."

"Bu Risma will still take care of your shop."

"Until when?" vina asked objected because she was banned from the store.

"Until your lawsuit is approved by the PA." After saying that, Fahri left

Vina was silent, she no longer spoke her brother's words. Fortunately, his two brothers still care about him. He did not want to add to his list of disappointments.

After Fahri's departure from the house he inherited for Vina. Hani, Fauzi's wife came and knocked on his sister-in-law's door.

"Lake in!" exclaim Vina. Hani opened the door and stepped in. He smiled when he saw his sister-in-law sitting with a gloomy face.

"What's up, Vin?"

"Did Fahri scold you?"

"No brother, he's just asking me how I am."

"Thank God, I thought he'd be mad."

"If I'm not the same, but don't know that same brother Rita." Both of them then woke up to remember the behavior of Rita's bars while in the cinema earlier.

"Thank you, brother, you're good brothers-in-law. You guys care about me."

"What the hell are you talking about, Vin. Mas Fauzi's sister was also my sister and vice versa. Mas Fauzi treats my brothers well. Cook me to fuck his little sister."

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