Married To An Ex

Married To An Ex
Living a new life



In the morning Nabila was surprised by a rumbling sound in front of the house. It was the sound of children fighting each other. He had to stop his activities to ensure the outside.


Open the door wide. Approaching the children who push each other grab a seat sitting on the terrace installed yesterday afternoon. Very funny, but also feel uncomfortable with their uproar.


''What are you doing early in the morning here?'' Nabila took off the apron that was used since the end of dawn.


''We want to buy a peek, Sis. has it mature?'' ask one of them.


Nabila furrowed his eyebrows. Then, he saw a banner displayed yesterday in front of the house. Scratching his head that is not itchy. Confused to answer what.


''I'm sorry for the beautiful and handsome sisters. Sales start tomorrow, not now. So, you better go home first,'' tell Nabila gently.


They were grumbling while grumbling. In fact, it was enthusiastic to come to buy, but it turned out to be disappointed.


Seeing the faces of the moody children made Nabila feel sorry for them. He twisted his brain, looking for ideas to please those who were very disappointed with his speech earlier.


''How about today you help brother to cimol, later brother love for free.'' When I floated a passing idea.


They all looked at each other and nodded. Incidentally also a school holiday, and ready to help Nabila make snacks.


Yes, after returning home from Japan which is full of bitter memories at that time, Nabila plans to sell snacks at home. While waiting for a job call, he earns his living in other ways. Use the remaining money given Rifky for capital.


After the children sat sweet in the middle room, Nabila prepared some of the necessary ingredients while looking at the tutorial on youtube.


Rumi was just monitoring them from the dining room. Occasionally direct Nabila who is still a clumsy seidkit when measuring materials. Understandably, this was the first time he jumped as a hawker sale.


The first step, Nabila put starch into the basin. Then mixed with wheat flour and flavoring also chives. Then pour warm water and stir it well. Keep kneading while joking until it fits.


''It's been true, ma'am?'' Approaching Rumi and showing the dough made.


''Already, stay on the stew.'' Rumi checked the dough that was already fitting.


Quite complicated, but Nabila remains a spirit rather than idle and does nothing. That way, he still has income to survive.


''Later if you are not accepted in the factory, sell it at home, it seems like children like, said Rumi full hope.


For a long time he sold wet cakes and hoped Nabila helped him, but the girl chose to work elsewhere, but now it is hard to take it back as before.


''Yes, Mom. Later if there is no call I will help Mom sell at home, replied Nabila resigned.


He doesn't know what job to do. With only a high school diploma, it is quite difficult to get a better job. Most companies will accept those who are already S1 and equal.


While waiting for the mature peek, Nabila took a snack in the closet and gave it to the children. Tell them not to make noise to each other.


''If this henchman is unsightly.'' Swiping their heads in turn.


''Rifky never called you?'' Suddenly Rumi remembered the words of Nabila four days ago.


It turned out that the cooked lilok was cooked. He took the dishes and put them down one by one. Do not forget to take the peanut seasoning that has been prepared from earlier.


''Forgive mom, when you are very young, you must bear the status of a widow.'' Rumi felt guilty for agreeing to the match.


''No pa-pa, ma'am. What matters is that I'm a virgin. Rifky has not touched me at all, said Nabila proudly.


At least he is still honorable and holy. He will give his throne later to the person who really wants it.


Unlike Nabila who lived his day selling at home, Rifky spent a lot of time outside. Looking for new entertainment to forget Linda. He often comes to nightlife and sports venues to get rid of boredom.


Like this afternoon, he learned archery to add insight. In fact, he used to hate it so much, but now is very interested.


''It has to be right, Ky. Let's just say you shot a woman and hit her heart, '' Izul joked encouragingly.


After the cue from the coach, Rifky slid an arrow towards the target. Then, he raised his hand when right in the middle. Satisfying.


''It turns out your concentration today was very good, a lot of progress, '' the coach praised.


Rifky sipped the water provided. Staring in the other direction without responding to the question of the man who trained him.


''Have you found the woman who slandered you?'' ask Izul curiously.


Rifky shook without a sound. He grew desperate after getting word from his men who could not find Sasa. There are only a few women reported to be similar by different names.


''Come on, you don't have to think about it anymore, maybe Linda really doesn't really love me. The proof is that he chose with his decision.'' Rifky's starting to fall.


It was free that he fought desperately, while there was no good response from Linda. He also does not want to lower his self-esteem just for the sake of a woman who has the status of a boyfriend.


''Then, how is your relationship with your wife? I think you better just turn it around. Actually she is beautiful lo, just need to be polished, '' Izul suggested.


As a good friend, he always reminded Rifky. Wishing the man to once again judge her not only by appearance, but by heart.


''There are still many beautiful women in this world, Zul. And I don't want to chase him. If you want to take it." So easy was Rifky offering his wife to someone else.


Izul laughed off. Patting Rifky's shoulder repeatedly without stopping his laughter. His head shook to hear what he thought was very funny.


''He's not an item that can be thrown here and there, Rifky. But he's a human. After all what a hard thing you try to open your heart to him, get to know him more deeply. Gradually, I'm sure you can definitely love her.'' Izul sure.


Rifky still shook his head and pursed his lips. It stands. Once again take a bow and put it up. Without warning launch towards the target.


''There was actually nothing wrong with him, his face was pretty decent as well... It's just that I don't like him, and I don't want to push myself. If there is something more perfect, why not?'' Sweat with a small towel.


Leave the place and switch to the restaurant that is near the location. Call Ayun and say tonight don't come home.


Take it easy, Mom. I stay at the house, not going anywhere.