Married To An Ex

Looking for a date

"No. It's a public street. Anyone can get through here, right? Including me," Rifky replied quickly. 

"But not just anyone stops if there is no purpose. Did your car tire deflate?" Nabila does not want to lose. 

He didn't believe Rifky's words. Sure the man was following her. It was no coincidence, but he had just arrived at the restaurant. 

Rifky. He closed the windshield and drove at high speed. Leaving Nabila who looked filled with anger. 

"Was he angry? I'm not doing anything." Rifky ruffled his hair. Upset with yourself who suddenly want to see the state of Nabila. 

In fact, all this time he hated it and did not want to get close, but since the look of the woman was different, Rifky so.  

Ah, this is wrong. Yeah, Rifky always thought his heart was misjudging. Repeatedly brushed off the feeling that felt strange, but again the feeling came back and settled. 

"Am I starting to like Nabila?" small mutter. 

"No, this can't happen. What the world says. A Rifky has a wife like Nabila who is a village.'' Hitting the steering wheel, hated his organs as if responding to his heart. 

I need to find a date. 

Landed his car in a hotel. Take a break there to unravel the fatigue caused by a day of work. Enter a room that was booked a few days ago. 

After picking a few dates from the green app, Rifky finds a beautiful Balinese woman. Judging from his body and his good looks, he was attracted to him. 

First step. Rifky began to get acquainted, calling names and also jobs, as well as age. Even with the woman, they began to talk lightly and reveal each other's preferences. 

After that Rifky and the woman named Winnie sent each other photos. The pictures sent are very beautiful. His face was glowing, his hair was in purple paint. His lips were red, making anyone stunned. 

Can we meet? The woman immediately responded. 

Rifky answered immediately. Yes, I can, where, when? Too ready to continue a more serious relationship. 

Tomorrow too, I happen to have a job in your city. You chose a place, I will come, replied the woman.  

This way I can forget about Nabila. 

Rifky agreed, he immediately sent a place name for them to meet later. Take the time to meet Winnie. Wish that woman was like Linda. 

On the other side 

When I got off ojek. Take off the helmet and give it to the owner. He paid with the money and thanked me. 

Rotating body. Walking towards the yard, but his steps stopped when he saw a butut motorbike parked there. 

It's not Riana's bike, it's not Nisa's. Nabila's gaze circled towards the terrace, where there was a middle-aged man sitting there. 

"Who is that, is he Riana's relative?"

Continue to approach the person. Greet him with kindness and courtesy. Like a child to his father. 

"Whom are you looking for?" tanya Nabila later. 

When viewed from the look, like a village, but more neat. Her hair was also dry as it was shampooing. But Nabila did not know him. 

"I'm alone, sir. What's up, huh?" Nabila was curious and came to sit in front of Kasno, blocked by the table. 

"I'm here to apologize for Satia's mistake. Maybe he was just in that moment of self-imposed loss of control." Stopped saying. 

Could he be Satia's father? I can only guess in my heart. 

Staring at Nabila again with a clear face. Clenched his hands forward like someone apologizing. 

"I beg Nabila to retract the report. Satia is the backbone of the family. He's their only hope, I don't know what would happen if he went to jail" he said. 

Nabila shook her head quickly. Obviously, this time he didn't want to do that. Satia had almost taken her honor, and had to get a proper reply. 

"I beg you, Son. Forgive him, the father promised to make him kapok and not repeat it again, said Kasno. 

There was no answer from the corner of Nabila's lips. It went awry. On the one hand, he wanted to make the man languish in prison and be punished severely, but on the other hand, there was a family that desperately needed his strength. So, which one should I choose?

"The mistakes Satia made have gone too far, sir. This has already been a criminal act. He tried to hurt and stain me. If this had happened to my father's daughter. Do you still want to forgive him?" refute Nabila with a soft, but firm voice. 

''I'm sure you won't take it for granted and will punish that person. So too with me. I'm just looking for justice.'' Nabila got up from her sitting. If you look at the old man's face for a long time, the less you can bear. 

''I'll go in first.'' When I opened the door and entered. Closing the door again and leaning against the wall. Closed his eyes. Resisting tightness in the chest. 

"I don't know if this decision I made was right or wrong, I just want justice. Satia must be punished according to the crime committed.'' 

Go into the room. Put the bag on the table. He sat down on the edge of the bed and opened his phone screen. 

See the incoming messages, among them from Denis who asked him how he was doing today. Apologizing for not being able to accompany her at the police station.

I'm good, Denis. You just focus on your kingdom, be careful on the road. Nabila replied to a message from the man. 

Nabila accidentally opened Rifky's WA story. 

It turned out that the man posted a picture of a beautiful woman and wrote a caption.

Future candidates 

"It turns out he broke up with Linda and went looking for another woman, so why hasn't he divorced me yet?" 

Nabila replied to that status. Praying for the best for Rifky and asking about divorce papers that never come. 

I'm ready to sign. I'm also ready to return half the dowry you gave me.

So sure will be parting ways with Rifky and looking for a better replacement. At least, do not like to play women and not a hobby of comparison. Because, it is the most painful thing for a woman, especially the minimal beauty. 

Proving that he could live without the man and also abundant treasure. Nabila could be suing for divorce, only he did not have enough money for it. Better leave it all to the rich Rifky. 

Check the two blue, it means Rifky has read the message sent by Nabila.