Help Me Divorce

Many Wants

"Not asked for another divorce, right?" ask Cakra. "No way, Bert. You keep saying that."

"Because you're not in love with me."

"I love you" replied Cakra.

Berti turned his face. "It's been forced to do it."

Cakra scratched his head. "Misplely continue to be. I haven't had lunch yet, huh. My stomach's starving."

"Come, eat first." Berti got up from his seat, but Cakra grabbed that hand. "What else? He said he wanted to eat."

"I haven't been around you in a long time."

Berti patted the back of her husband's hand, then removed his hand from Cakra's grip. "Nothing is."

Then walk open the door, then get out. Cakra exhaled a long breath, apparently still having to work hard again. But he was already quite happy Berti was not angry, and most importantly undo his intention to divorce.

"Bert, how?" ask Santi.

"Mother, where's Sari?"

"Home home. Son, how's Cakra?"

"It's just a misunderstanding, Mom. It's wrong, right."

"Okay, kid. If there is anything, do not get angry. Give your husband a chance to explain" said Santi.

"Yes, Son. I was shocked earlier," Inspiration chimed in.

"Yes, Mom, Dad. Prepare food for the chakras first. He hasn't had lunch yet."

Both Santi and Ilham were relieved. Cakra came out with a smile when he saw his in-laws. He joined Ilham, while Santi switched by sending a message to his besi. This good news should be immediately notified.

"Must undo his intentions?" ask Ilham.

"Yes, Dad. I hope she doesn't ask for a divorce anymore."

"Acclesiastes, Cakras. She's pregnant again. Time sensitive again. Salah was a little immediately angry, crying," said Ilham.

"Yes, Dad. Cakra understands."

It is better to just recite the words of Inspiration even though Cakra is also annoyed with his wife. He was also tired of hearing farewells from Berti's mouth. If ordered whisper of the devil, maybe already Cakra uttered talak.

However, he remembered the words from his father. The first year of marriage is like that. Widya used to file for divorce too, but Adhitama was so patient with her, and now Cakra is also experiencing it. He has accepted Berti as a couple and should have maintained the integrity of his household.

"Mas, the food is ready" Berti said.

"Come, Dad, we'll eat" Cakra asked.

"Father has eaten, you have," said Ilham.

Now just stay calm. Berti directly held Cakra's arm towards the dining room. Although Cakra was ashamed of his father-in-law, he did not take off his hand.

"I cooked your favorite food" Berti said.

Cakra nodded, then sat in the dining chair. Berti served her husband well, poured rice and side dishes.

"Enak, no?" ask Berti.

"Enak, really," replied Cakra who bribed the rice into his mouth.

"Mas has to finish the food."

"Yes, I'll spend it. Tonight we go home, yes," Cakra's love.

Be breeding. Seeing the Cakra eating voraciously, Berti also ate. The situation of the two melted slightly this time around with Berti provoking chatter and Cakra answering him.

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Finally, Berti wanted to be invited back to their home both. To be with his wife is better in his own home. Want to hold hands, hug each other or touch will be more flexible.

Nothing changed from the house that Berti had left for a few days. All were still in Berti's arrangement, and Minah was so happy her employer's wife came home.

"Want some green tea?" bargaining Berti.

Cakra. "I'm gonna take a shower. You just take a break."

Cakra just cleared her throat, she entered the bathroom directly, while Berti prepared her husband's dressing. Middle choosing clothes, the voice of the phone calling sounded. Berti stopped his work for a moment, then took his cell phone from his bag.

One name that has filled the void of Berti. The ex called. But he refused to lift it. Berti just let his phone ring. Set the ringtone of his mobile phone to be quiet so as not to disturb.

"Who's on the phone?"

Berti jumped in shock. "When's it coming out? No, I didn't hear the door opening."

"I didn't close the door" replied Cakra. "Your ex called?"

Berti. "Sorry, Mom."

"Men and women can't be friends, so I didn't like being close to girls."

"You're the one who's like a statue."

"Right, right? You see for yourself that Banyu continues to expect you," said Cakra as he reached for a change of clothes that his wife prepared. "I don't want to hold you back, Bert. Be friends, just keep my trust."

"But you don't let me work."

"Because of work there will be a lot of meeting people, especially men."

"Mas, I want to work. I'm bored at home. My friends all work."

"You're pregnant again, Bert" said Cakra.

"Maas ...." Berti put on a pouting face.

Cakra took a long breath. "Working in a boutique only. Don't forget your responsibility."

"Aren't I serving you so much?"

Cakra fell silent, threw his towel in the dirty basket of clothes, then grabbed the reading book lying on the sleeping lamp table.

"I want to drink milk" Berti said. "Mas makein, yes."

"Wait here for a minute."

Cakra put back his book, then came out of the room. Berti looked at her husband, and what Sari said was indeed true. He was guilty, and less grateful. He and Cakra should cover each other's shortcomings.

Before long, Cakra entered the room with two cups of glass, which strangely contained images and names on the body of the glass.

"This is the milk" said Cakra, handing the glass to Berti.

"Suami" said Berti, then switched to the cup of chakra. "Wife." Then, he laughed because of the pink color in the glass and the writing.

"Why? Weird, huh? You don't like it?" ask Cakra.

"Since when in our house there are glasses like this. It's funny, deh."

"Better. Here I order. For our children there are, but not yet."

Berti laughs. "Mas, really, deh, funny."

"Dispose if you don't want to. I'm ashamed, nih," said Cakra.

"Just boy. Cannot. It's mine" Berti said.

Cakra had tried to be romantic by ordering a cup couple, instead Berti who made it seem funny.

"Mas doesn't have to change like that. I'm just asking for attention at the same time."

Cakra. "Later to say it can't talk love, here, that, complicated."

He folded his lips so as not to laugh. What Cakra says has a point as well. She was glad that her husband had started to notice this little thing, but Berti did not want to force Cakra which would make her feel uncomfortable or burdened.

"It's convenient, but don't bother me. The road must be side by side, must be the same attention I, continue once a week must have dinner at a romantic restaurant," said Berti.

"Yes, you set it up. Quickly finish that milk. I also want to drink milk" said Cakra.

"What milk?" ask Berti.

The chakras point to that part. "It's been a long time, huh. I want to see the child."

Seriate