Because of Lent

Chapters 19. Whose fault?

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"How, Pras? did you manage to persuade Vina? he must have easily accepted you, right?" tanya bu Siti impatient when she saw Pras entering the yard of the house. Pras just shut up and looked down. He still half-believed in the rejection that Vina said a while ago.

The man raised his face then shook his head weakly towards his mother, Bu Siti's eyes were instantly perfectly rounded. His son, who is a graduate and handsome face, was rejected by his ex-wife who is just a high school graduate. Bu Siti glanced resentfully at her first son.

"You are, Pras. It really can't be expected."

"Pras should how else, Mom? Pras was already an effort, but Vina immediately refused even though Pras brought blessing from mother. He's no longer interested."

"Then take mom to her shop, now."

"Free, Mom. Vina was away with a man" Pras said with a lethargic face. His passion for life seemed to have gone somewhere.

"What?" pekik Bu Siti's. "Your divorce has not been processed. Could she have gone with another man?"

"Pras is confused too, ma'am."

"Yes, then. You also proved to him that you can also find a replacement for him and more everything."

Pras no longer spoke his mother. He walked into the room and slammed the door hard. Ms. Siti could only shake her head at her son's behavior. Three days ago Pras came home from the hospital with a radiant face, but now he is back to his original condition. The hatred in the heart of Ms. Siti who had receded is now back on fire, maybe even getting bigger.

"Look, you've disappointed my son. This time I won't let you go" Siti sizzled.

Pras was pensively in the room. His mind floated on his memory 2 hours ago when Vina put on a flat face, only a few days ago were they together and Vina's eyes still held love, but not anymore. Who is to blame now? He did not want to blame anyone else, especially his mother. Should he blame himself? He willingly devoted to his mother without thinking about the feelings of his wife who was always silent despite being treated unfairly by him. He should have thought about Vina's feelings from the beginning as well. Even Pras had not had time to know both of Vina's sisters.

Pras suddenly got an idea. It seems like he used to record the number of Vina's second brother when Vina was sick, he had intended to contact one of them but Vina strictly forbade. Who knew they would help themselves to reconcile with Vina.

Pras is looking for the second number of Vina's sister, he tries to contact Fahri Vina's first brother. But many times tried, none of his calls were raised. Not wanting to give up, Pras switched to looking for Fauzi's number, but again he had to swallow disappointment. Perhaps both of Vina's sisters both already knew of their problems. Pras throws his cell phone in bed.

"Huh, if there is no new feeling," muttered Pras.

Pras recalled the face of the man who had been with Vina. The man seemed to be younger than him by several years, yet older than Vina. The man looked so calm when he saw her. What exactly is their relationship? has Vina ever had another man? that's why Vina asked for a divorce yesterday. Yeah, that must be so.

Unknowingly Pras now suggests that the mistake was with Vina. Yes, Vina left him for sure because there was that man. Even in front of his own eyes he could see Vina getting into the man's car. Yeah, that must be the reason. The man who was now near Vina was more established than him. Pras' mind unconsciously continued to repeat the words of his perverted thinking. Pras does not want the fault to be only on him.

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"Bagas, tell your wife. I collect the money he borrowed a few months ago."

"Same mother's own daughter-in-law very calculated anyway?" grouse Bagas. Pras ate quietly without caring for the two family members who were fighting with their mouths.

"If your wife cares a little about your mother's distress now, maybe you can be nice to her. This, already do not want to help the mother's finances, do not want to help settle the house, uh .. would be good."

"It's a job, ma'am. Yes, please understand dong with his busy life. He's a manager, working in only one location. He had to check every branch of the hotel. Going home must be tired, Mom."

"If you're tired, we're a joint venture to hire a maid."

"I have no money, Mom. If you want the money I spend less, yeah, nothing."

"You can only threaten your mother, Pras. You also think dong. This mother is old, cook yes anything mother does alone," protested Siti ma'am.

"Yes risk, Mother. In part I have been trying to find a wife who can help mother, but in the end mother also drove her out of this house," Pras said casually.

"Oh, you are Pras. Again, that continues to be discussed. I'm so lazy to hear it."

"Yes, if you are lazy to hear it, you also do not complain about me. I also heard my mother's complaints. Do you think I have problems of my own?"

Pras slammed his spoon and immediately grabbed the key of his old motorbike near the cabinet where the ceramic plate storage. He rode his old motorcycle and began to lead to Kiki's coffee shop, the widow bo*hai.

Upon arrival at the coffee shop, Pras was welcomed by the kiki the owner of the shop. With a smile on her red lips Kiki invited Pras to sit there. Lucky Kiki stall when it was deserted buyers.

"Cock tumben here by noon, Mas?" ask Kiki with a contrived tone.

"For the first time at home" Pras replied briefly. Without offering what drink Pras wants to drink, Kiki moves very deftly and skillfully to make Pras favorite coffee. Kiki then placed the glass in front of Pras with a flirtatious smile.

"Bring ya, Ki."

"Yes, Mas. Also called effort. Sometimes it's quiet too."

"Would you close early?"

"Huh? how's that supposed to mean?"

"Yes, your shop closes first. Where's the cake."

"Mas Pras ngajakin Kiki take a walk? don't you fear getting scolded by your wife, Mas Pras?"

"I'm in the divorce stage again" Pras said without turning his face away. Kiki did not seem surprised anymore, he already knew this news from Bagas, his sister Pras. It's just that he didn't want to interfere. It was enough to bear the title of widow. Do not let because of the trivial thing he must bear a new title that is Pelakor.

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While waiting, confused looking for interesting reading? stop by Yuk in Momy Dandelion's novel title of his work **Cap CEO

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