Help Me Divorce

What Should Fasting?

The hours to go to the office had to be pushed back by an hour because Cakra had to take care of his wife. Pity also saw Berti who could not eat much. Always nausea and vomiting.

"I'll hire a nurse, for you" said Cakra.

"Mas won't take care of me?" ask Berti.

"My time is at home. I, right, have to work. You are spoiled anyway. A little bit should I."

"You, right, my husband" Berti said. "This is our son who wants to."

"Where are pregnant women like you."

"Tok, Mas Cakra knows."

"Yes, the time of our children is not a concern. His father wanted to work for money. I'm going to hug you home, huh" said Cakra.

"Holiday a few days. I want you to."

"Cannot. I'm so busy. Seriously, deh, Bert. I'm preparing to open a restaurant in Hong Kong. I also plan to open a supermarket again" said Cakra.

"Then, me?" ask Berti.

"You stay home. Take good care of our son."

"You are successful, and I am silent at home."

"You envy your husband's success? You should be proud" said Cakra. "I will tell mom and mom to come here often to look at you. Don't go out and just stay home."

Cakra rubbed the top of Berti's head, then grabbed her briefcase on the sofa and stepped away. Berti can only look. Now she is pregnant. The career she had built was cut off by her husband. Suddenly Berti felt very envious of the success of Cakra.

Pregnant women do not mean they cannot work. Berti will ask Cakra to be able to go back to the office or become Cakra's representative in his company.

A pile of work awaits Cakra. He had a very strong desire at an age that had not yet reached thirty years. Cakra wants to be successful in his career, collecting as much money as possible. He is not satisfied with one effort. He wants to be seen, respected, and respected.

Just finished the meeting, the phone rang. Cakra told everyone to get out of the meeting room and he quickly picked up the phone call from Berti.

"Yes, what's wrong?" ask Cakra.

"I want a young mango," replied Berti on the other end of the phone.

"Kan, in the fridge there's still."

"That's ripe. I want a young mango."

"Can you eat that?" ask Cakra.

"Mas must bring her young mango." Berti immediately disconnected the phone call.

Cakra snorts. "Where else is the young mango looking."

Before that, Cakra sent a message to Widya. He did not want to carelessly reproduce Berti's request. He will ask his mother first if pregnant women can be fed fruit with sour taste.

The mother said it was okay not most. The chakras move from her seat, then out of the meeting room. If Berti wants something, then he must obey it.

"Master Cakra," said Ariel.

"What's up?"

"I'd like to discuss the schedule of our visit abroad."

"We reset that schedule" Cakra said.

"Retail again, Mister?" Ariel opened the door of the room and let Cakra in.

Cakra immediately sat in the seat of his greatness while rereading the schedule that had been prepared by Ariel.

"Our visit is down next month. Then, a visit to Surabaya asked the head of the field to review the process of building the supermarket," said Cakra. "Take my time for this month. Switch for next month. My wife is pregnant, I have to be around her."

"Mrs pregnant? Congratulations, Sir. I'm very happy" Ariel said, extending a hand.

Cakra shook that hand. "thank you. Oh, I'm going home. If there's anything important call immediately."

"Well, sir," said Ariel.

"Be careful on the road, sir," said Ariel.

Cakra just cleared his throat, then walked away after Ariel opened the door for him. Arriving at the bottom floor, Cakra headed for the car that was in the parking lot. He got into his four-wheeled vehicle, and soon passed to the fruit seller.

It is easier to find a solution to face a restaurant that is quiet visitors than looking for young mangoes. The chakras have gone around, but the result is nil. The fruit he did not get.

"Call Berti, deh. Who knows if he will change the fruit" muttered Cakra who immediately made a video call. Not long after the call was connected. Apparently Berti just finished a shower. "From this morning, did you just take a shower?" ask Cakra.

"I'm lazy to take a shower, why?"

"The fruit of the mango does not exist. I've been around looking for."

"At home there is a mango tree. Why Mas tired of looking at fruit sellers," said Berti.

"Why didn't you tell me from earlier, anyway?" Cakra is upset.

"Kan, I didn't ask, '" replied Berti.

Cakra looked at his wife. He was at a loss for words on Berti's behavior. However, there are things that make Cakra dizzy.

"shut body. Why the towel was opened." Cakra protected his phone, and just peeked in from between his fingers. Fortunately, the car glass is not transparent.

"Mas, I'm waiting, no," said Berti.

"I'm home now."

"Fruit of mango first," said Berti.

"Yes, yes" replied Cakra who hung up the phone immediately.

The car immediately drove to the residence of Ilham. The tree is behind the house as a protector from the sun. Cakra stared at the mango fruit that was difficult for him to pick up.

"Why Daddy didn't plant mango graft. Kan, the tree is low and easy to take," said Cakra.

"Father first planted this tree. Not high up. There is a bamboo pole. Just take it with the fruit" said Ilham.

To get something takes effort and now Cakra proves it. With effort he managed to drop three young mangoes.

"I think this is enough" said Cakra.

"Oh, yes, Cakra. Your wife is pregnant. Do not wear it first" said Ilham.

Flabbergasted chakra. "Well, what are you wearing, Dad?"

"Don't have a husband and wife."

"Can't you?" ask Cakra.

"May, but this is, right, Berti's first pregnancy. The first grandchild for all of us. I don't want anything to happen to him."

"Dad don't kidutin, dong."

"Mommy miscarried because of Dad. I used to not know young pregnant women. Dad's young soul used to be still stirring," Ilham smiled saying. "If your wife's content is past three months, it's new."

The thin smiling chakra. "Yes, Dad. Cakra go home first. Must be waiting for you."

"Pamit same mother first," said Ilham.

Cakra became uninspired after returning home from her in-laws' house. The father's words as well as Berti's white body smoothly flashed through his mind.

Berti was so happy to welcome her husband home from the office. She hugged Cakra, kissed both her husband's cheeks and lips. However, Cakra was not excited.

"The fruit of the mango," said Cakra.

"Why, anyway?"

"Don't tease me."

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