Married 14 Times

Married 14 Times
Chapter 10



Living alone in old age is certainly not what I want, although often living alone and used to it, but there is still a sense of loneliness back to accompany.


Sometimes I feel hate for the life I live, but I learned that I had to believe God loved me so much that I was still testing me.


Back to the routine, morning as usual bebenah rented room which is only one plot, it feels very desirable at my age, I occupy a rather spacious house. But I went back to the word impossible.


Learning business from people's goods is my activity, some pay cash there is also a debt from one week to one month. Alhamdullillah who has the goods really understands my situation.


Coming home from a friend's house I accidentally met my ex-husband's 12th father, he took food and gave pocket money. The name windfall can not be refused, pamali said parents. He he he


Dad used to call me and give me some pocket money, even I talked to him again, but I refused because I was more comfortable living alone. I understand with my heart, but I always tell you if you need anything to call Dad.


After a few months of living alone, I accidentally go home to regular college and meet Yana, a ruthless human who is willing to cheat on clowns and let his wife be tormented. I think Yana's marriage to a clown named Fani is happy, but it's the opposite. Yana told me to get on her shit, she said there was something she wanted to say. I didn't reject him because I wanted to know his life story.


Entering the restaurant is very simple, Yana ordered a very simple meal too, she did not end up praising me, yes now my body contains, my skin remains clean, and my skin remains clean, 


I even wear the jewelry that my sister bought back when she was unmarried.


Yana tells the story of his life with his wife is very miserable, his salary as a PNS is not able to meet the needs of his new family. Dig the hole close the hole that's what Yana is doing right now, my heart laughs? Of course, my heart is satisfied? Don't ask. Look Yana's clothes are very shabby, my face is not kepalang, he said his wife's property is also sold out.


"What kind of kang, all my way of life should be so, right when you get a PHK, when you become unemployed, when you just become an honorary teacher, who faithfully accompanies you yes the ugly, when you become unemployed, the poor one," I chimed in a somewhat irritated tone.


Then I continued all my words to vent the vexation that bound my heart. "After news you will be adopted as PNS then the beautiful and rich you choose to enjoy happiness with you.


Yana looked so devastated by my words, she looked down and I saw there was a sense of disappointment and regret from the look of her face and eyes.


Yana's eyes glazed over, what? Yana crying? Didn't that guy used to be so dashing at the waist in front of me? Time to defend that demon girl?


Yana apologized for shedding countless tears, her mother Yana always told Yana to look for me to apologize. I've forgiven but I can't forget what they've done to me. Yana asked me to refer, I was so disgusted to hear it. After being satisfied with her bitter story, I returned to the contract with a happy heart.


Almost a year of living alone, the loneliness began to go away. Without a dream or a clue, early in the morning around 10 o'clock came men my age. I think people have the wrong address, but he named my name, I let him in and I made a cup of coffee for guests. He told stories about his children, son-in-law and also about his grandchildren. His wife died a long time ago, I'm not so focused because it's not important to me.


I flinched as soon as he asked about me, shocked to death it felt, who is this person? What does it mean to come here? Yes, although the heart is still covered in curiosity, but I still tell the story as it is. From that time he often visited me, even he paid for my contract every month. I call him Father, Father is very polite, if you want to invite food out, always ask first, fearing I am busy again, said the Father.


I feel very comfortable, feel appreciated, and feel like a human being in general. The father is a widower son of three, son of two men and married. The curl of having two children is still Kindergarten and age 2 years. The second one had 1 child is still 1 year old, while the youngest woman was in college in the capital.