FIRST WIFE REVENGE (I Don'T Love You Anymore)

CHAPTER 165 MY LOVE JOURNEY

What I thought wasn't always right.

Doctor Diandra, is not a doctor who likes to tease women like me who are in the status of quotes aka widows.

I thought he was a prankster, and trying to give me false hope or just trying. Because when I asked status, the answer was like floating around.

After college assignment the other day, I didn't get any news. Also chatan or phone for the next meeting like the other day.

I don't want to get dizzy either.

It is likely that he retreated after seeing me as a proud and arrogant jutek woman when lightly teased.

Or maybe I'm insecure after finding out that I'm a one-child widow. I don't know!

Suddenly I remembered the past, where the old brother Firman who was inferior first when he knew that Dad was a soldier.

Hm... But nature is not on its side. The point is that we are not fools. That'sthat's all.

I also do not want to go back to looking for LOVE.

Although sometimes there are times when I also need attention from someone. It takes words of comfort from someone who loves as sincerely. Need a place to share your taste. Neither joy nor sorrow.

But it turns out there isn't yet. Yeah, what to say.

Let me surrender all these Fates to the Almighty.

Roger is now slowly also beginning to loosen the bond of affection to Dzakki. He said there was a job offer outside Java. And he was interested in taking that opportunity. Automatically, Roger and Dzakki slowly drifted away.

Dzakki, who used to get Roger's attention, cried all night after Roger's move out of town. Roger promised to come home once a month to visit us.

I was sad to see Dzakki crying. But there was a bit of calm, because Roger dared to take a long step for the future of us all.

Chris and Mutia are closer to me and Dzakki.

She was my son's playmate on holidays and the little family visited us once a week.

Or sometimes, Dzakki and I would occasionally come to their residence in Harmony's elite housing.

"Mommy! Verrel said, Why did my father leave? And why didn't Mami forbid Dad like Mama Kak Verrel and Kak Velli who forbid Papa go far?"

I'm rattled. My three-and-a-half-year-old son asked me about it.

If I tell you the truth, will my son understand? If her mom wasn't with Roger's dad, like Papa and Mama Verrel.

And what I want to laugh about as well, it turns out that Dzakki no longer wants to call Kenken with the name 'Dad'. He said, I am just one. Father of Roger. Kenken called him 'Wawa'. Which means the older brother of the parents.

Hadeh... My son is now a big boy. It's smart to set up.

"Dzakki doesn't understand enough for Mami to explain now. Hehehe...! Now, drink the milk first. Let Dzakki get big fast and strong! Okay?"

"Can it be bigger than Verrel's sister?"

"could. Later, someday. Hehe... Why is Dzakki bigger than Verrel?"

"Dzakki pingin take care of Mr. Velli who likes to be sutured by Kak Verrel!"

"Hehehe... Brother Verrel is not evil like Velli. But like fun and joking with Velli. They are siblings. There's nothing evil. Just like Dzakki too, their brother. Dzakki must not be evil to Verrel and Velli! Yes baby, yes?"

"Dzakki likes to hit Verrel's sister because she made Velli cry!"

"Oala... No way, baby! Don't hit Verrel. Later Verrel's brother is hurt, and it doesn't love Dzakki anymore."

"But Verrel likes to hit Velli too! So Dzakki help you get back!"

"Don't be too hard educating Dzakki, Viona! Dzakki's a kid!"

"Yes!!!"

I smiled while breathing. Dzakki leaped for joy at Roger who had just arrived.

"Ayooyo... Wow, Daddy's champ is getting bigger apparently! Waduh, waduh...! I can lose this if we fight taekwondo!"

"Dad, come on Daddy! We're fighting, now! Dzakki got a glove gift from papa Chris! Blue, Dzakki's favorite!"

"Darling! Roger's father is coming too. Dad's still cape! Dzakki can't ask you to fight now!"

"Make Dzakki, what the hell'! Comeing! We fight! Where, I want to see the greatness of Dzakki using papa Chris' gift gloves?!"

I just shake my head. That's how Dzakki is, so spoiled if near Roger.

I finally gave up. Leaving two men of different generations doing activities that men really, taekwondo match.

I'm heading for the kitchen. Help bi Tini as usual. Fun with his kitchen war equipment.

In the past, bi Tini always forbade me to help her in the kitchen. But after I said that I was Tini's sister, slowly our relationship like a sister. And the distance that once seemed far, is now getting closer. So we started getting used to helping each other without any more hesitation.

Bi Tini was an orphan from childhood. In fact, he joined brother Jo since his age of 20 years until now about 35 years. It's been a dozen years.

"Master Roger's coming home?"

"Yes, Bi! As usual, the two boys were engrossed in their world. Hit each other, hit and attack! Hhh... The world of violent men!" sulku.

But considering what Roger said the other day, that Dzakki was a man. Must be strong and must have a basic martial arts. They live in the hard real world. Can't be whiny. Because men are whiny and flabby is a man who is much humbled by others. Hhh...

Inevitably I try to understand the 'male world' and his thoughts.

"Come, time to eat!"

I tried to disturb the excitement of my son and Roger who were full of laughter and shouting. Dzakki looks very happy to be with Roger.

"Come, Dzakki! Wash your hands, keep eating!"

Dzakki immediately complied when Roger gave him the order. Much different from me that he often breaks with the answer to his mainstay sentence that is annoying.

"Step, Mih!"

Hadeh... Dzakki, Dzakki!

Like a family. The five of us along with Bi Tini and Kenken ate a meal full of joy.

Moreover, my son who wants three years is very smart chattering. All the vocabulary he began to understand, spoken without much thought made us adults laugh out loud.

Thank you, God! Although Dzakki is a broken home child, but he can be cheerful. Other kids his age. Who has a complete family, unlike her.

"Dad! When did you finish work? When are we gonna live together like we used to?"

Roger and I could only look at each other. Dzakki's simple question, but it's like a complicated math problem for us.

"We'll definitely be together again, later! Dad is still under contract in Surabaya. If Dzakki's older, I'll take Dzakki to Daddy's place of work! Okay?"

"okay!"

Hhh...

Roger could most make Dzakki calm. Unlike me, who has to think long stringing good words to answer critical questions my son just way.

"Mommy!... Can we sleep three together? Mommy, I, Roger's Dad too! Like Verrel and Velli, who sleep in the middle of their Mama Papa. Yea?"

Yassalam´s... Hiks, Dzakki! That can't be!!! God can be angry!