Because of Lent

Chapter 46. Making Lunch

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"Welcome to live your new life, yes, Vin. I'm sorry I always hurt you." Vina simply nodded at the words of her ex-husband. He finally stepped out of the religious court with his head held high and a slight bump on his forehead.

"Why is it so long?" asked Fahri, she was really upset by her sister's attitude which was still very good to her ex-husband.

Vina just picked up the envelope containing the money somehow. Fahri smiled faintly at the envelope.

"You want to flap?"

"Later I will send it to Rita's sister, let it be donated to the orphanage yesterday." Fahri's car eventually left the court of the Religious Court. Pras smiled wryly, now he was more convinced if actually Vina was a low-profile rich man. He accidentally sees Vina getting into Fahri's luxury Sedan car.

A year married, but Pras has absolutely no idea what Vina's sister's job is. He did not know where Vina's sister lived. He was too focused on himself and his family. He ignored Vina who was then his wife. Pras was too arrogant with what he just had. While Vina may have long been struggling with treasure. Pras immediately decided to go to the police station. He will guarantee the freedom of his mother.

"Sister, let's go to the police station first. In the office that held his mother mas Pras."

"What else do you want?"

"I'm officially divorced. I also want to cut off my relationship with Siti's mom in a good way."

"Engga. You can't go there."

"Please, Brother. Just this once. After this surely Galang mas also will not let me to go there."

"Yes, great. Berati Smart galang. He knows what he has to do."

"But, Brother."

"Already, yeah. Don't start again. I told you not to give heart to someone who has no heart. You think he'll thank you after you get him out? he's gonna put an arm on you."

Vina just kept quiet no longer to understand her brother's words. Yes, he knew that it was only a mockery that he would accept, if he were to go to that police station, but at least he really did not deal with the Pras family anymore.

Vina's phone rang, she smiled as Galang's name appeared on her phone screen. "Hello, Mas."

"Has the trial finished, Dek?" ask Galang.

"Already, Mas. It's on its way home. What's up?"

"I'm at your house. Enzo asked to be escorted here but Ken and the others didn't exist."

"Father, let me talk to Mama. Bring the phone here." Enzo's voice whining.

"Before a while" said Galang, but he handed his cell phone to his only son.

"Mama, hurry home. Let's have lunch together. Me, papa and mama."

"Yes, patience, yes. Mom will be here soon. Enzo's the same papa waiting inside the house, right?"

"Yes, yes Enzo wait. Buruan, yes, Ma," said the boy cheerfully.

Vina was still laughing even though her phone was dead. For him Enzo is the most powerful drug that can make Vina's liver recover quickly.

"Enzo, huh?" ask Fahri. Vina nodded with a smile.

From here Fahri assumed there was nothing he needed to worry about his sister's happiness anymore. Even from Vina's health test a while ago, there was no problem whatsoever. Womb good. There are no cysts or myomas all in good condition.

Fahri's car arrives in front of Adiatirta's residence. He'll just take down Vina. Because there was still something he had to take care of. Vina kissed her brother's cheek before getting out of the car.

"Thank you that you were always there for me" said Vina, after which she got out of her brother's car and into the house.

"You see, his attitude is still very childish, but their family firmly dare to hurt the innocent girl," said Fahri, his eyes not a second away from his sister until the door of the house closed again.

"I don't think about them either, sir."

"He still thinks of freeing the old woman. I won't let him deal with that family again."

Fahri's car leaves Adiatirta's house. Vina went inside and found Enzo. Enzo seemed very happy to meet Vina and she continued to wrestle spoiled in Vina's arms.

Vina seemed hesitant to answer, she glanced at Galang. "Mas, just have lunch at home, yeah. Today I'll cook."

"Why indeed?" ask Galang.

"I'm ashamed, Mom. Today I just got the divorce papers, I'm ashamed that until someone knows, just officially divorced but already out with another man."

"Yes, no problem. Your smile is how."

"Enzo, today we're just eating mama's cooking, huh?"

"Can, can. Enzo's been missing mama's cooking." As usual, the boy answered cheerfully. Enzo rarely smiled. However, since there was the presence of Vina. He also looks like a kid in general.

"Then go to the kitchen first, yeah."

"I'm coming, I'm coming. Come on papa come too. We'll accompany mama's cook."

"Yes, come on." Galang got up from his seat following Vina. Actually Vina felt awkward if Galang came to the kitchen, but he did not know how to say it.

"What would Enzo eat?"

"Ehm, what's up?"

"Can you make spaghetti?"

"Make yes?" Vina seemed to think, then she smiled.

"If you make spaghetti mama can't, but cook spaghetti can."

"Hihi .. Yes I mean cooking spaghetti."

"Alright, Enzo asked papa, dong. What's it gonna cook?"

The one who heard that laughed. He knew Vina was still shy of him. Vina was wearing an apron, she looked very beautiful in her eyes.

"Papa, you asked what? papa want to be cooked what's the same mama?"

"Just as rich as you are."

"But I want carbonara."

"What do you like?" ask Vina to Enzo.

"The father likes spaghetti bolognese but the meat likes its own cooking" Enzo replied.

Vina glanced at Galang, the man again gave a warm smile to his future wife. Increasingly, Galang felt Vina was indeed the right woman to accompany him.

Vina turned on one stove and boiled some tomatoes. He took out the fresh meat from inside the chiller and then cut it into small pieces. His hands were so skillful at holding a knife. Galang and Enzo are now just spectators. Both are like judges in cooking contests.

Vina had prepared all the ingredients that would be made into two dishes at once. The woman stopped her activities to tie her hair, she grimaced a little while accidentally nudging a lump on her forehead.

He watched Vina. He stood up and approached his future wife. "Stop!" She pulled Vina's hair.

"This why?" galang asked, he rubbed the blue-colored lump of wait slowly. Vina held her breath because Galang was only a few cent away from her presence.

"Bumped," said Vina.

"Where?"

"So on the way to the religious court."

"Mama, I'm hungry" whined Enzo. Vina turned around to look back at Galang.

"Yes, honey."

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