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

SESION 2 ALMOST MISUNDERSTOOD

When you hope for something, but God does not grant your wishes, it does not mean God does not hear all your prayers.

But there are other ways and other gifts that God has prepared for you.

Therefore, do not be sad and become discouraged until you are lazy to return to prayer. Because God knows better which is best for you.

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Kartika was driven home by Herdilan.

Both look clumsy and timid even though they are no longer children who are new to love.

Physically, both are almost perfect. Herdilan is handsome, Kartika Sari is also very beautiful.

But for some reason, after the chat brother Chris who was at the dinner event, even making Kartika so quiet and Herdilan himself can now only reflect.

Herdilan Kebat-kebit's heart. Kartika as well.

Slowly, both have the same fear. Fear of being rejected and kept away because it is not as expected.

Kartika Sari remembered a girl who was so jor-joran made some content and podcasts in support of Herdilan some time ago.

His heart weakened, so that it went down instantly to utter words that he himself did not expect.

"If you have a boyfriend, why not be introduced to a big family. Moreover, the girl seemed to like Brother so much that she defended desperately!"

Czechiiiite

Herdilan stopped the car he was driving. Fortunately, the atmosphere of the highway was quiet. So it doesn't make a road jam.

"Who? Who's the girl who put the body so desperately?"

Deg.

Herdilan's eyes made Kartika riled up.

He immediately picked up the phone in his small bag. And shows Rihana videos that were deliberately made to defend the Herdilan family.

Of course Delan was surprised. It turned out that almost a month his name and also the name of his Papa became a topic tranding. It is fitting that many unknown numbers lobbied him to participate as an invited guest on several podcast shows.

Now Delan looked at Kartika's eyeballs. He also saw the girl in front of his eyes who helped make a podcast and participated in enlivening the virtual universe in order to defend his extended family.

Delan returned Kartika's phone. He then drove back to the car he was driving. But the direction turns, no longer towards the house of Kartika.

"It's five in the afternoon. Can we have a chat in the park?" tanya Herdilan half forced.

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Now Herdilan and Kartika sit on the edge of the garden wall side by side.

Herdilan took a hape, then called someone.

"Hallo's? Ciko?... Ciko, it's me... Stagnates!"

...[.Kunyuk! Where the hell have you been? I thought it'd been 40 days. Hmh! Fuck up!!! Just make me worry! Hey, where are you now, Lan?]...

Ciko's voice is heard that he deliberately loadsspeaker so that Kartika can hear it.

"I am in Jakarta now. I was in Singapore for a month with my sister, Fika! Howareyou? When home? Can we meet?"

...[.Change cards anyway, you! Me, Mega, Rihana is also the other one worried, Bray! What, the conditions there? Aman?]...

"Alhamdulillah. Oiya, Rihana's still in KL?"

...[.Still am! He's just about to graduate in one semester. Oiya, she is also worried about you! That girl loves you sincerely, Lan! And he often asks you, ask you to say thank you for helping pay his semester until the end of college!]...

"Thank God. I also ask you to convey my gratitude to Rihana. The podcast helped me a lot to this day!"

"Hehehe...! Woke, thanks a lot, bro! Give my regards to all my friends. Keep the spirit even in the land of people!"

...[.Okay.. sure! Bye, the cave still has work!]...

"OK, Miss! Yea...Assalamualaikum"

...[.Greetings alaikum!]...

Herdilan shut the phone. Now he faces toward Kartika who had just been silent listening.

"This is my best friend's number. Ciko. Currently working in Kuala Lumpur. We're the same age, 33 years old. He has a wife and two children. And that Rihana, that 25-year-old girl friend. Indonesian student studying at Kuala Lumpur campus. Final semester undergraduate candidates. Just fellow overseas kids. And there are still many other friends, both men and women from Indonesia. We have a community there too. Which makes us like brothers. And I, had a year less contract work there so I could get to know them. Except for Ciko, he was my best friend from High School. Is that understandable, Miss?"

Kartika. He was embarrassed playing his fingers.

"My life is 33 years. I am a widower of one child. So, like Miss Kartika is less sreg with me. I'd rather be revealed now. I'm fine if I'm rejected."

"I.., I'm not resisting!" answer Kartika with the esophagus seemed to be blocked.

His heart is beating fast. His hands began to get wet with cold sweat.

He had forgotten it felt happy to be shot the opposite sex. Even now... Herdilan himself did not see his interest in her.

"You..it's like being forced to do ta'aruf with me!"

Herdilan is now nervous and confused.

"Not forced. But, more precisely confused...to do what and say what! I'm afraid I'm wrong!"

"Why are you afraid of being wrong if you don't make a mistake?" ask Kartika to investigate.

"You khan knows for himself. My life story is well known to people. Even people who don't know me at all. Surely, bad views will always shadow me."

Kartika smiled.

"Abang wants ta'aruf with me? Not because of your big family's wishes?"

Herdilan stared at Kartika's cute face. Instantly he lowered his head, for being too bold to look at the face of the girl so innocent in his eyes.

"If Kartika is ready. I myself will ask both of your parents, this very second. I'm the one who asked, not my big family!"

Kartika likes to hear the words Herdilan. I don't know why he felt challenged.

"Abang really? If indeed we are fooled and God blesses, you dare to ask me right now and we marry next month?"

"Why not dare? I'll propose now, as long as you don't have any wedge. Also, accept me as I am. Which has many shortcomings even minimal advantages. You want to be my wife, Kartika?"

"Will you marry me?"

Kartika who was nervous asked back.

Herdilan nodded with confidence. He looked into Kartika's eyes. I hope there is seriousness there.

"Come, take Tika home before the Maghrib call!"

Herdilan. Kartika fingers are now docked to the sidelines of her fingers cold because of nervousness.

Such is love, which comes suddenly between them. Which, though, seems too late. Yet they hope that love turns into genuine, holy and pure affection.

Trying to knit a beautiful dream, living together. Sharing of taste, in joy or sorrow. Healthy when sick.

Herdilan has now set his heart. To propose a beautiful sweet girl to be his life partner.

Kartika is the last woman in her life. Which can provide a sense of security, comfortable serene. Building a happy home. Gave him the descendants of the righteous. Aami...

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