
"Hi, Emil ..., how are you?" The adult woman shook hands with Emilia.
"B–baik. Sorry, who are you?" ask Emilia.
"I'm Fika, her co-worker Mas Ardiyan, the time of forgetting ..."
"Oh my goodness, I'm really pangling, ma'am. Thank God I am good, healthy. How are you?"
"Yes, as you can see right now. I'm fine, really. Is this your friend?" Fika appoints Niko and Kenzie.
"Ah, yes. This is Niko, my best friend and this is Dr. Kenzie, an acquaintance friend," Emilia said.
"Hi, greetings yes, I'm Fika's best friend Emilia's foster sister," said Fika.
Fika and Emilia reminisce in the city park with Kenzie and Niko. Recalling her childhood, when she first met Ardian until now, Emilia has grown up.
Fika also tells that Emilia really loves Ardian like her own brother, as well as Ardian. They both love each other, like brothers and sisters. Although actually their relationship is only limited to friends taste brother.
Emilia also told Fika that, a few days ago Ardian and his wife had looked at herself at home, to let go of their longing. In addition, Emilia told me many more things about the small family of Ardian and his wife who are now living a happy and fairly well-established life.
"They're a really compatible couple, you know, no. And I think it's only natural that they are now successful entrepreneurs. Hopefully, you can follow in their footsteps yes, Mil," said Fika.
"Aamiin .., you also may always be happy with your husband. Btw, must have had a child, now?" ask Emilia.
Fika smiled faintly, while shaking her head slowly.
"It should have been, Mil. But God cannot trust me yet to give me that trust. I miscarried, when I was four months pregnant," said Fika.
"Innalillahi, I'm so sorry, ma'am. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to remind you of the same thing." The eighteen-year-old girl stroked Fika's arm.
"No papa, really. Just relax."
"Yes, I slipped on the toilet, I was taking a shower. Apesnya, at home there is only my nephew who is still second-class Junior High. But fortunately, there are neighbors who can be asked to help my nephew" explained Fika.
Kenzie. The two young men who were with Emilia ended up chatting to themselves in the next seat not too far away from Emilia. They deliberately gave time for Emilia to reminisce.
"Oh yeah, what are you, Yofan? When is marriage? Now you're graduating, aren't you?" ask Fika.
At once Emilia was silent for a few minutes, before finally telling the chronology of her separation with Yofan, which made Fika stunned and a little less confident with the statement she heard directly from Emilia.
Because, Fika knows the love story of Yofan who is his junior, with Emilia since the beginning of their relationship. Fika still could not believe completely with the separation between Emilia and Yofan.
"No, it's impossible. You're kidding me, aren't you Mil?"
"I'm not kidding, Ma'am. I seriously. Maybe this is something surprising to you. Same with me, I was also surprised by this farewell. I did not expect to be able to separate from Mas Yofan, after a long relationship with him and our relationship is fine. But yes .., this is the reality" said Emilia.
"He's heavier with his job, compared to me, and that's a natural thing anyway, because I know for myself Mas Yofan entering the police was very difficult. Naturally, if he doesn't want to lose his job," he said.
"And she's really in love with Adelia?" ask Fika back.
"So far, he is still learning to love his wife. Although I myself do not know yet, whether he will be able to successfully love his wife or not. But clearly, he has started to give up his love for me. Actually I'm the same she's still in a relationship, to this day."
"You mean cheating?" Fika was shocked to hear Emilia's reply.
Emilia nodded, "Yes, right. Yofan planned it. He said he's divorcing Adelia soon."
"You guys are crazy?!" scream Fika.
Emilia immediately silenced Fika's mouth while looking at the right and left surrounded by quite a number of people.
"Mil, don't be reckless, Mil. Don't lower your pride for love. You realize no, anyway .., if Yofan already intends to learn to love, it means that love is not enough, Mil," said Fika.