Married To An Ex

Go home

Taking medicine regularly and getting enough rest and eating nutritious foods make Nabila quickly recover. All thanks to Rifky's efforts. Riana was unable to persuade the friend who was very difficult to consume drugs given by doctors. 

"Are you sure you're better? It's not good to go home tomorrow, I can get permission to accompany you." Riana was still somewhat doubtful about Nabila's condition. 

"Related. Besides, I promised you I'd be home today. He must be disappointed if he doesn't." Put some of his clothes in the bag. 

Nabila plans to go home and stay at home for a few days. Missing the mother, the only family she had before returning and busy with her work.

Riana ruffled waist. 

Staring at Nabila who is still busy packing the items to be taken home. Surprised by the girl who doesn't want to go back with Rifky.

"Are you sure you don't want to turn Rifky around? It looks like he is very serious about trying to fix everything" Riana said. 

Riana secretly had time to talk with Rifky alone, listening to the man's curses that indeed regretted his actions. 

Nabila's face suddenly dimmed. He smiled bitterly and sat on the edge of the bed after closing his bag that was full. Many were weighing on his mind at the moment including the insistence from Rifky. 

"I have to consider it again. Rifky came back to me just because my appearance had changed. That means he's not completely sincere. If only I were the same as before, he would not want to come back with me either. If, if one day I turn into Nabila the cupu, can you be sure she is loyal and will not look for another woman." Looking at Riana deeply. 

As a woman who had been betrayed in plain sight, of course she was very afraid it was repeated again. Moreover, Rifky's separation with Linda was only due to a misunderstanding, not demanding the possibility of them being able to return should all be uncovered. 

"Yes too, Rifky is handsome and many women who like it, even the ladies in his office are also beautiful and sexy, can be him…." Riana did not continue her words, afraid to make Nabila offended. 

"Therefore, I don't want to be tempted a second time, Ri. Life is a choice. I have to make sure Rifky's heart is real." 

Take her bag and take her out. Just as he opened the front door, Rifky's car came. Though, the man had only come home two hours ago, but now he had arrived at Riana's house again. 

Unlike yesterday, today Rifky looks very handsome in his shirt, looks relaxed but still elegant. Unlike Nabila who is often confused and not concerned with appearance, Rifky prioritizes it. Especially if you are going to meet important people. 

Their differences are indeed quite far-reaching and contradictory, but fate takes them both in one bond until the relationship is indeed very complicated. 

Stop at the terrace. Staring at Rifky who was walking towards him. 

Though it is still far away, but the perfume has been smelled here first. 

Nabila lowered her head. Scanning the clothes that bandaged his body. Also shoes that adorn his feet. 

Very simple and far from fancy words, but he really likes it. Bodo very much with Rifky comments, he does not care about the words of others, which is important happy. 

"Where are you going? Why carry all the bags?" ask Rifky gently. 

"Go home" answered Nabila briefly. 

Looking towards Riana who seemed to be pretending to be busy with her phone screen. Upset with his best friend who did not even help him to get away from Rifky immediately. 

"Snap, Bill. There's a free ride." Riana nudged the arm of Nabila who was still unmoved on the spot. 

"Wouldn't want to, I'd rather ride a boncer bike with you, Ri. We'll go with Nisa too, right?" Nabila was reluctant if she had to be both in one car with her husband. 

"Nisa can't come, she said she wants to go to her brother's house" Riana explained. 

"Then you should come too." Pulling Riana's hand forcefully and taking her towards Rifky, free to refuse it would only be a waste of time. 

After talking to Rumi's mother, I will explain to her about the photo. That it was just a piece of engineering I intentionally made. Hopefully soon Nabila will accept me. 

Almost as Nabila came in and sat in the back, Rifky immediately pulled her up and told her to sit in the front. 

"You're my wife, so your place is here." Open the front door. 

Without protest, Nabila immediately sat down to speed up the time. She missed her mother for almost a month. 

The arrival of Nabila was warmly welcomed by mothers and also the children of the village who were buying snacks in his place. They cheered in excitement while hugging Nabila tightly. 

Rifky's still in the car. Mentally strengthening, gathering his guts to face his mother-in-law. Surely this meeting will not run smoothly considering what was done. 

"Yesterday said Riana you were sick. What pain?" ask Rumi to make sure. 

Nabila smiled a little. Hugged Rumi again tightly. "Just a fever, Mom. Maybe soybean. That's why I'm going home and I'm going to rest at home for a few days." Nabila. Following the direction Rumi's eyes were fixed. 

"Delivered who? Why didn't the car go straight home." Rumi thinks it is an online taxi that is often rented by villagers when there is a need to go to a distant place. 

Just wanting to answer, Rifky came down and walked slowly towards Rumi who looked surprised. The two women's hands clenched perfectly harboring an already almost burning rage. Staring at Rifky with a sharp look. 

Silent 

Riana led the children to leave. Fear of unwanted bad things. Make sure they don't hear adults talk. 

"How are you, Mother?" Rifky extended his hand towards Rumi. 

"What are you here for? If your arrival only wants to insult us, you better just leave. Me and Nabila are full of problems, don't add any more," said Rumi slowly but pierced into the deepest recesses.

Rifky did not answer. He immediately knelt down in front of Rumi and Nabila. For the umpteenth time to humble himself in front of the woman who disturbed his soul in the space of a few days. 

"I'm here to apologize to Mom and Nabila. Give me one chance to prove my seriousness, ma'am. Give me permission to look after Nabila. At least I'm fulfilling grandfather's request."

Had Rifky's actions been recorded and given to Izul and Obet, he would have been the subject of their jokes, but he no longer cared. For him at this moment the most important thing was to get an apology from the two women in front of him.