Married To An Ex

Nabila

Nabila stared at the simple house left by his father. A place so warm, full of sincere affection and never matched with anything. Where he lives surrounded by people who love him, not hate him.

If time could be turned, perhaps he would reject the match and choose to seek his own life. But unfortunately, all has been done, now there are memories that will never be forgotten.

''Forgive me, Mother. I promise after this will not disappoint you again.'' Dragging suitcase.

Walk towards the terrace. Swiping both of her cheeks slightly wet with tears. Knocked on the door and called his mother.

''Awhile...'' Sound from inside.

Nabila took a deep breath. Unite different hearts and minds. Prepare your body to explain what happened to your mother.

The door opened from inside. The figure of the middle-aged woman greeted his arrival with a smile. His hands stretched out, pinching Nabila's cheeks to make sure.

''Sick, Mom, '' Nabila complained while rubbing his cheek that felt pain.

''Mom thought dream. It turns out that you're right, you've gone home?'' Rumi immediately hugged Nabila tightly.

After weeks of separation, he was finally able to meet his daughter again in good health. There was no shortage of anything, that's what he saw.

''Rifky's not coming?'' asked Rumi while taking off her embrace.

''No, Ma. He went straight home, this morning he had a lot of work, replied Nabila.

They came in and sat in the living room. Nabila opened the bag and took a few boxes, as well as a paper bag. Put it on the table.

''This is a gift for mom. I hope you like it, he said again.

Rumi opened them one by one. Of course, he was very happy to be given a nice and expensive gift. This was the first time Nabila had given such a gift.

''What is this gift from Rifky? Very nice of him. It's a pity not to come here.'' Take a gold necklace from the box.

Then, try wearing it. Look at his reflection from the mirror. It fits perfectly around his neck. Makes his appearance stunning.

''There's something I want to talk to, Mom.'' Nabila stood behind her mother.

Rumi twisted her body. Putting Nabila's jewelry on the table. Focus with both the princess's netra that looks condensing.

''What's up? Seems serious?'' Holding Nabila's hand and back to sit in the original place.

Nabila lowered her head. He was silent and smiling thinly. It's hard to say it, but you can't just shut up.

''Rifky and I are getting a divorce, Mom, '' said Nabila straightforwardly.

Like a high-scale tsunami, Nabila's speech damaged Rumi's heart and mind. His entire body froze, in disbelief with what he had heard just a few seconds ago.

''Maybe we are not a match.'' Grasping the mother's cold hand. Occasionally rubbed his wet cheeks with tears.

''You're not kidding, are you? Never mess with that word, Nabila. If there are angels passing by, it can be hijabah.'' Rumi wanted an explanation.

''No, Mom.'' Nabila gripped slowly.

Really, this is not what is expected. Although the marriage was not based on love, he wanted to live it well according to the Sharia Religion. But all did not match expectations. Rifky created it until he accepted it.

''This may sound very strange, but that's what happened, Mom. Free to continue, Rifky doesn't love me. He has another woman, Nabila said frankly.

''The quiet mother. I'm not pa-pa, this is fate. And Allah will give the most beautiful to His servant who is able to pass the test well. Gently compress the mother's arm. Go ahead and ask him not to worry and worry.

''Don't be sad again, Mom. God will surely give the best soul mate for me.'' Smiling amid the lingering sadness.

Rumi nodded. He could do nothing but surrender. Tell me if his family and Rifky's family aren't worth it. They are a lot different and maybe it was one of the triggers.

''Now you eat first. Mother has prepared your favorite food, said Rumi to divert the conversation.

''Pretend to be okay, but in my heart feels sore with the fate of Nabila who will soon become a widow. He can not do anything, everything has happened and in the future will consider it carefully has not yet made a decision.

''The plan is next week I'll work at the factory again, ma'am. But do not know what vacancies do not? If nothing is as it was.''

Rumi just nodded. He was still shocked by the reality that Rumi brought this morning, trying hard not to think about it anymore.

***

''Build, Ki. It's already noon.'' Swing shook Rifky's hand that was still sleeping under the blanket.

The head drums saw the exact chamber of the broken ship. Almost all the items were on the floor, scattered like trash. Pillows, bolsters and blankets are not in the right place.

''Wake up!'' Pull Rifky's hand to the edge.

''Yes yes, ma'am, '' answered Rifky with a distinctive hoarse voice waking up.

He opened his eyes slowly. Massaging his temples are still a little dizzy because most drink. Remember the last time before falling asleep at home.

''You were drunk all night. What was? Does this have anything to do with Nabila?'' ask Ayun seriously.

It's not usually Rifky's drunk as much as last night. Whenever there was a serious problem, it would definitely tell her, not vent on the drink like it was done last night.

''Aren't. It's another matter. It has nothing to do with Nabila, '' replied Rifky flatly.

There's no way I'm telling this to mom. What he said later. I better calm my mind now.

''Alright, now you take a shower first, after it comes down, I've been waiting for you.'' Move from his seat. Leave Rifky's room and tell aunt to clean it up immediately.

Rifky picked up the phone and checked some incoming messages. Among them from his man who was assigned to look for the figure of Sasa.

''Sorry, Boss. We haven't been able to find Sasa.'' There are only a few that are similar.

That's the message Rifky's men sent.

''Alright, keep on searching.'' replied Rifky.

Then, he called Linda, again wanting to explain about the incident at the restaurant yesterday. Unfortunately, the number contacted cannot receive a phone call.

''Shit ''Say. I have to explain what else Linda will believe. It's all because of that rancid woman. I can confess to being my girlfriend.''

Pulling her hair, frustration. I can't wait to find her and teach her a lesson that will never be forgotten.

If he was a distant man, how could he know my name, even clearly.