MY MAID

MEETING AN EX

The third day at home mom plan I want to go to the store, considering that I have not checked the store directly, all this time I just control through the phone and leave everything to my confidants.

At the end of this, the turnover of the main store was slightly decreased because many customers wanted me to make the bread directly while it had been a few weeks I did not intervene so there were some customers who said they chose to stop shopping for a cake for a while and will wait for me to make it again, today I will just go there to check it, while taking some files needed to claim the divorce of Imam, Imam, maybe tomorrow or the day after tomorrow I will be in court to file a divorce, this time I have been steady, let the Imam belong entirely to Rumi and they are happy, this time I am steady, I do not want to be a thorn for them even though actually by mengikhlaskan it I mean already lost to Rumi.

A little heavy indeed, yes after all he's the father of my son still in my heart is still filled with love but which woman can survive if in this condition, in this condition, yes there is no reason for me to survive, last night my parents also agreed that I wanted a divorce, about Ayesa later I can explain slowly and I'm sure the child will understand later.

The next day I go to the store using the motorcycle I used to give to Rini, ah considering that girl actually I was a little pity but let's just remember they don't have feelings for me, somehow they're doing now I don't know.

Arriving at the store I like to get new energy, yes the employees of the store have been considered like my own family, they are very enthusiastic I have returned to the store.

I was checking the stock of cakes and bread in the storefront when I arrived I felt my clothes pulled down by someone.

"Aunty aunt" ah apparently there's my inner little boy, funny as he is, he's about 5 years old if I estimate.

"yes, dear, can Aunt help you?

"i'd like to buy some cake for my ummu Aunty according to which good aunt?"

"well here let Auntie fatong see for yourself think I um like which one"

"i forgot the name of the cake what aunt hehehe, umiku has been heaven but I miss, said Abi can buy a favorite cake umi to treat my kangen"

Degh, this kid reminds me of Ayesa.

"Yes already adek remember first the name of the cake what later Aunty help choose"

"try Auntie please carry me who knows if I see the shape I remember hehee"

"yes it's here Auntie is carrying"

"nahhhh really aunty like that Auntie, I wait for Abi first aja deh Aunty was again the phone outside"

"yes it's a handsome boy here let aunty memenin first"

"Razka has chosen the cake yet son"

"already Abi ni assisted by a beautiful aunt, the cake seems delicious all ya Bi"

How surprised I was when I looked at the man beside Razka and I was sure from the look in his eyes he was just as surprised as me.

"mas Riffai"

"dek Hana"

Yes, he was my ex-Rifai who I had to decide because I was betrothed by my mother.

At first glance there was a strange swish in my heart, I quickly looked down and beristighfar, we did not say much because he immediately pamphit just like that.

"dadaaaa Beautiful aunt tomorrow I buy cake here again aunty"

"dadaaaa clever boy"

I still continue to beristighfar because my mind so unfocused, yes in my brain now even remembered the memories of our past, mas Rifai is still the same as before calm and simple but still authoritative, but still authoritative, istighfar Asiyah realized you are still the husband of people.

I then helped make the dough to shift my focus. Until it didn't feel like half a day I was in the store, I continued my initial intention to go to my room and retrieve the files I needed. Then for a moment I thought why should I wait tomorrow if now I can.

Finally here I am now, in front of the courthouse, yes I have decided to register my divorce suit today only, because tomorrow morning I have to go home and mas Imam tomorrow my schedule, my home schedule, and I will be there, if I leave tomorrow automatically Imam will find out and prevent me so yes I think registering now would be better. Let the Imam do not know what, I make sure he will be surprised to get a court letter.

Out of court somehow it feels like my heart is a little relieved, yes even though I just registered the file but the hope of beautiful hope is clearly reflected in my eyes, although I believe the status of a widow is not an easy thing but I believe I can definitely get through this well.

I can't deny a little smile on my lips, yes soon I'll be free.

Immediately I did my bike to my mother's house, but only a few meters I felt my gaze continue to ring, I decided to stop and check who was calling. It turns out that Ayesa's homeroom teacher, once, there was what Ayesa's teacher called when she had not yet scheduled to go home.

Instantly my passion fell to the ground when I heard from Ayesa's homeroom teacher that Ayesa had fainted unconscious and was rushed to the hospital, Oh God what is this ordeal