Because of Lent

Chapters 16. Meet Pras

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Today Vina intends to visit the store before leaving for campus to ask for the signature of one of her lecturers. It has not felt like a week since he returned to his parents' house he never visited his place looking for busyness.

Now Vina is ready today she wears a silver dress with a length below the knee, the length of the arm of the dress that she wears is only limited to the elbow, the waist is shriveled with a ribbon on the back. Vina tied her hair high and polished her face with a flawless make up.

"Morning, everyone."

Vina kissed Fahri's brother and Fauzi's cheek and then his two in-laws, and she ruffled one by one her nephew's hair. He looks fresher and far from heartbroken even though no one knows how he feels.

"Tante, don't get ruffled" Ken protested that looked very neat in his school uniform.

"Ken, you should have enjoyed the auntie moments here. Later if you come home to your house and rarely meet aunty, you will definitely kangen aunt."

"I told you mama, Ken's gonna stay here looking after auntie."

"Well, if you take care of auntie, mommy is equally papa you can ease," said Fauzi. Vina and Hani who knew the direction of Fauzi's conversation just laughed while Fahri and Rita pursed her lips.

"Later you will be ushered in by Fadil, he must now be preparing as well," Fahri said as he ate the piece of omelette in front of him.

"Yes," Vina answered briefly, he took a piece of bread and smeared it with her favorite nutella jam.

"Don't stay in the store too long. Brother does not want you to meet again with the irresponsible man," continued Fauzi. Vina simply nodded while chewing her bread.

Both of her sisters have become more possessive since a week ago. Vina can only resign as long as she can make her two brothers feel calm. He would feel very guilty if he made his two brothers constantly think about the problem. He himself has begun to sincerely live the destiny that leads him. If it wasn't for a living he wouldn't be here right now. In the midst of a family that loved him very much and Vina really enjoyed the atmosphere that she used to go through before marriage.

Vina came out with no sash not branded. He prefers SME products from several regions in Indonesia that he used to frequent during the holidays. But since marriage he never had time to do all his hobbies.

"Mas Fadil, come on." Vina patted the shoulder of Fadil who was busy texting with his nurse lover. The man smiled and then nodded at Vina.

Fadil opened the car door for Vina, the woman sitting in the back seat quietly. It has been 1 year that he did not enjoy the luxurious facilities that were actually always available to him.

"We go to the store first, it will be a little afternoon to the campus, Mas," said Vina.

"Good, Non."

"Mas Fadil said he wanted to continue taking S2 yes?"

"Yes, Non. Next month it starts."

Vina nodded. He then kept quiet because it seemed like his interlocutor this time did not open the conversation to connect his question. Throughout the journey Vina's eyes continued to be directed to the streets. Her memory is more focused on the time before she married her ex-husband. Because before marriage, Pras often treated himself well and friendly.

"We've arrived, Non." Suddenly Fadil's voice startled Vina. He immediately woke up from the daydream.

"Eh, yes. Thanks, Mas. Come in first, yes, Mom. I think it's been a while" Vina said with a smile. Fadil nodded then went out first to open the car door for Vina.

Vina walked into the booth which was quite crowded at this morning. He passed through several visitor seats and headed for the cashier table.

"Mas, I'll be asking for a report for a week, yeah. Same tomorrow Friday don't forget 100 boxes to share."

"I went to my room first, yeah. As long as there's no problem, right?"

"Nothing, Vin, everything's going normally."

"Oh, yeah. Where's Risma, huh?"

"Bu Risma was in the kitchen again, look at the stock."

Vina immediately walked past the cashier's desk and turned towards the upper stairs. The room is on the second floor of the shop. The front was renovated in such a way that the rest of the room could be used as a place to hang out young children.

Vina walked into her room and sat down in her work chair. He put his bag on the table. Vina's daily life at the store is to record and record all sales notes and purchase notes. He is also directly related to all distributors of food ingredients that he sells. The reason is very simple, Vina wants to make sure that the goods she sells are worthy for her customers to consume.

Vina's phone vibrated, opening a message from the green app where her ex-husband's name was listed. Vina had no intention to open the message because from the notification of her phone, she could still read a series of sentences that felt very impossible for her to respond.

Deck, mom has already approved of us. I'd like to refer.

It's so nice to talk so easily after what he's been doing all this time. It was as if her ex-husband did not need her opinion. Vina just snorted and turned off her phone, at this time she did not want to be disturbed by anyone.

Vina again dissolves with her activity. He forgot on his schedule to meet with his lecturer. Fadil went up after Vina, knocking on the door of the woman's room.

"Non, don't you go to college."

"Well, what time is it?"

Vina was a little surprised when Fadil reminded himself of his affairs on campus. He had almost forgotten another important thing because he was too busy. He closed the book and put it in a drawer.

Vina grabbed her bag and rushed out of her room. He apologized to Fadil for forgetting. Yet the man still with the same attitude was always gentle and friendly.

Vina went down the stairs in tandem with Fadil, but on the last rung, Vina's foot clad in 7cm high heel shoes almost slipped down. Fadil swiftly caught Vina's waist and pulled her. The two met for a moment. Until someone's voice shocks them.

"Dad!" pras half screeched.

Fadil casually removed the entanglement of his hand on Vina's waist and made sure the woman was under safely. Vina's a little misbehaved. It was not without reason that she was like that, Vina simply felt that she did not want to involve Fadil in her matter.

Vina looked at Pras without any intention of reprimanding her ex-husband. He just walked past Pras. Pras hurriedly pulled his arm.

"Daddy, we need to talk."

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