Happy After Divorce

CHAPTER 43. START TOGETHER

I don't know how many times Damar had to sigh violently, his head smoky. How could? Damar did not think, why suddenly the cancellation for his transfer of work in Medan entered without warning. Especially at the university where he taught, he did not need himself anymore. Most likely they were afraid of Amar—the ex-father-in-law of his.

"Mas," calls from the entrance to the minimalist house flowed.

Damar turned his head, his facial expression looking sour. Especially this? When he came to his contract. Then there is certainly something to be desired by the big pregnant mother of one, just understand how to trouble Damar's brain. The man got up from his sitting position, stepped closer to the door. Pushed slowly, Anjani's bright face was immediately visible. The body that initially looked so slim is now enlarged, Anjani's cheeks are widened.

"Mas Damar really long, open the door. Any more gapain?" Anjani stepped in with her head looking wry.

As if looking for the existence of other creatures in the temporary contract inhabited by her future husband, Damar to this day still does not give certainty to Anjani. He said he would marry Anjani, before the child was born. Strangely, quite the contrary. Until now Damar still does not want to talk about their marriage, Anjani thought there must be a****** other who tried to tempt Damar.

"Who are you looking for?" Damar spoke, because he saw the strange woman in front of him.

Anjani steps closer to the blocked kitchen, then moves again towards the bathroom. Slowly pushed the closed bathroom door, empty. Anjani again moved towards the door of the room, opening the door of the room his footsteps moved quickly towards the closet. Open both sides of the closet doors simultaneously, empty as well.

Damar stood with both hands on his waist, do not say that Anjani was trying to find the existence of another woman in his contract.

"What are you looking for, Anjani? There is no one in this contract. Besides me, and now you." Damar is back.

Anjani stroked towards the back, and said, "Who knows there is, Mas Damar could have been with another woman. Not easy to find, like we used to."

Damar's eyes looked sharpened, swinging his legs wide to approach Anjani. Pull quickly Anjani's wrist, to get out of her room. Anjani jerks roughly Damar's hand which tightly grasps his wrist, Damar is far away from changing. Damar no longer contacts Anjani, unwilling to meet with Anjani. If it wasn't Anjani who came to this man, it should be Anjani who was angry. Damar could have intended to leave himself, looking for another young leaf. More beautiful than Anjani, as Damar cheated on Dinar.

"You're out of your mind, Anjani. Accuse me like that, you have proof I cheated, huh? All your wills I have followed. Being tempted by you, I divorced Dinar. Now you're playing indecisive accusations, huh!" Damar is upset not playing by Anjani's accusations.

Damar shied away from Anjani and the woman's family because every opportunity always asks for money, while now Damar really does not have money. He ran out of money, plus Damar no longer worked as a lecturer. The problem does not stop there, where is the university where he will be transferred to. Medadak rejects Damar, because there is news of the wind that blows about Damar divorced because of cheating on his wife. Crazy play with a High School kid, totally unexpected. Although there is not explained in more detail, at least in essence they reject the presence of Damar to teach.

Anjani commented a wry smile. "Ah, so now Mas Damar blames, I. Is Mas Damar himself who wants to be with me, without me even teased Mas Damar has been crazy about me. Because what? Because Mas Damar was bored with his own wife. And want to have a child from me, now what did Mas say? All because of me. As long as they know. If Mas alone, do not open the door wide where can people like me enter the household Mas, it's good to play wrong me," Anjani replied angry follow.

"Well, whatever I open the door, if you don't want to. Still will not be a destroyer of my domestic relations and Dinar. You're the one who teases me harder, Anjani. Even take me to your house when there are no two of your parents. Adult men like I will never be far from the business of bed" said Damar wrathfully.

Both are wrong, but neither is to blame. Sounds funny, to blame each other.

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Dinar reaching for the porridge bowl stepped closer to Anggun who was still pensive, he could feel the presence of Dinar approaching. Dinar rubbed slowly on Anggun's back, the woman turned her head towards Dinar.

"Eat first, Ma! I made my own favorite chicken porridge. I assure you, it must suit Mama's taste." The dinar gently pulls the mother to sit on the sofa right next to the window.

Sitting slowly, there was no resistance. This middle-aged woman understands the condition of Dinar, her daughter is pregnant. The son of a dashing man who came to find himself tampo today, to speak for himself. Mark explained the condition of Dinar and Mark's condition, the man asked for Graceful blessing. As well as asking Anggun to come with them, the young man was quite strange in the eyes of Anggun.

How can you speak 2 hours alone, even though you do not get any response from Anggun. At least, Anggun could feel the sincerity from Mark's eyes for this daughter. If there used to be a man like Mark extending a hand to Anggun, would Anggun now live happily? Just asked such a question in the brain, Anggun.

"Aaa, it was Mama!" Dinar also opens the mouth when the spoon contains porridge in front of the mouth Anggun.

Gracefully opening his mouth, Dinar seemed to be smiling widely. Chew the porridge in silence, no problem. As long as Anggun is willing to give Dinar a chance to take care of him, Dinar will be very happy.

"Where? Yummy, right, Ma?" ask the enthusiastic Dinar. "Do you know, Bik Sumi was excited when I cooked this porridge. He said I had to rest a lot, but I was very healthy. The unhealthy one is Mark, Mama knows, right? The man whose ears were pierced and wearing earrings, you know. Hah, actually he's not my type man, Mama. But after living with him, I don't think Mark is as bad as what's on my mind" Dinar said.

Feeling that in Anggun's mouth was empty, Dinar again moved to feed the mother. He smiled broadly at the sight of Anggun eating voraciously, staring at Dinar with an intense look in his eyes. Is Grace interested in the story? Dinar felt his heart was relieved.

"Did Mama know? Mark's family is no less strange. They're all like Mark's enemy. But behind Mark, they look so loving, Mark. Mark's mother was a kind, warm woman. His father looks stiff, but very kind. Ah, looking like a harmonious family," murmured Dinar again, this time the look of Grace changed.

As if so tenderly, Graceful hands raised. Touching slowly next to the side of the pretty face of the Dinar with gentle movements, the two eyelids of the Dinar closed slowly. Ah, poor daughter. Gracefully still closed her lips tightly, she thinned her lips.

'Sorry, even though I know I will never get an apology from you, my daughter.'

Gracefully left Dinar too far away, if he changed is there any meaning? The eyelids of Dinar open slowly. Dinar smiled widely, staring Anggun.

"Mama! I never felt in Mark's position, but I thought I could give a different life to my son. Please stay with me, until this child can call Mama with her happy face. I want Mama to hold and play with this kid, I believe. It's not too late, I want to believe there's happiness for both of us. Will you start with me, this kid, and Mark?" Dinar asked as if Anggun was able to understand what he was saying.

Clear thread fell screeching, Graceful tears. Now he realized that the wounds, pain, and loneliness that hit him. Because Grace is too fixated on Amar. Suppose Anggun choose life and be happy for himself, no need to care how Amar lives because of him. It could be graceful to feel unconditional happiness, to feel the warmth of family. For his own daughter.

Seriate...