Mandul
S2 Chapter 10: Split
Time goes by so fast, Fatim who has returned to his original home is now living life by holding back his soto shop. David seemed to let Fatim go home from the hospital, I don't know what the man thought about his wife.
"Jay, you will come home later to pick up Sri ya. Mama has business and does not know the completion of what time," said Fatim gently while fixing the school uniform of the son.
"Yes ma, mama .. why don't we stay with Papa again?" Just ask Jay plain.
"Ehem .. This is how baby, Papa and Mama can't be together anymore. It's our house and we're gonna be like old times, kid, Jay, okay?" Ask Fatim who is actually confused to answer what. His son hasn't talked much, but he's a kid who's always been watching things.
"Yes ma," he answered briefly, although he still did not understand. Jay is a sensitive child, he can feel his mother is holding something sad at the moment.
Jay had left school delivered by Fatim with his matic motorbike, after they finished their separation. Do not forget Fatim kissed the two cheeks padlocked owned by his son with all the love.
Today Fatim intends to file for divorce, a household that can no longer be maintained. This farewell actually did not want him to do, but as a woman Fatim clearly could not when his heart was always scratched when the husband always talked about children. Especially now that David had clearly wanted Samira to stay with them, this made Fatim feel compelled to resign.
After Fatim found out that he could not have children, he was self-conscious. For Fatim Jay's presence was more than enough.
"Bismillah may this be the best step, O God give me strength and please guide my steps to always be in your way. My intention was to marry David for worship, help me God."
A prayer in the sky by Fatim when he entered the elite housing complex where David lived, this time Fatim lowered his ego by meeting David, parting well is a wise decision.
After texting the man who was still her husband, they finally agreed to meet at David's house.
While inside the mansion, it was festive with the laughter of a small yet unfinished family. David was holding a small baby who had always smiled at him.
"Samira, when are you going to name this child?" Ask David. The man stared at the pair of Samira neutrals so affectionately, as a normal woman of course Samira could feel the meaning of that gaze.
"Yes, brother, would you mind if brother David gave him his name?" Ask Samira. The woman felt sad if she had to step over David, she was helped already very grateful. At his lowest point, there was someone who came and cared deeply about him.
"Yes, brother," Samira replied with a timid smile. David reached out his hand and gently ruffled Samira's head, making her cheeks blush.
"Viona, do you mind if I give that name to this beautiful princess?" ask David. Samira shook her head quickly, the woman stared at the pair of blue neutrals belonging to the older cousin.
"Good sister, I like it" replied Fatim with a sweet smile.
"It doesn't seem like there are guests, I'm ahead first huh" said Samira who immediately stood without waiting for the authorization from David.
Fatim parked his matic motorbike in the courtyard of the mansion, with a little awkward the woman stepped foot into the living room. For a moment his steps stopped because he listened to the laughter and the sound of a happy baby chuckling.
"Assalamualaikum" said Fatim when he was in front of the front door that was wide open. A beautiful woman with a home dress, which makes her appearance look simple but beautiful and sexy.
"Waalaikumsalam, sorry who's looking for ma'am?" Samira asked who had never known Fatim. Fatim smiled wryly at the presence of Samira who seemed to have occupied his position.
"Mas Davidnya there mbak? I'm Fatim,"
"Sir Fatim …."
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Hayoooo Samira how's that heart???
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