My neighbor Duren (Cool Young)

My neighbor Duren (Cool Young)
11.Meeting an ex



As she was leaving, Anisa's phone rang. On the phone screen is the name Fatah. Without hesitation, Anisa immediately raised. I don't know what Fatah is going to talk about. According to him, there is nothing more to discuss.


"Yes..." Anisa even refused to just give her a greeting. Voice's hanging.


"Nis, can we meet? there's something I want to talk about"


"What else?"


"About me and Alea"


"Why with Leah"


"I can't talk about it over the phone, we have to meet, Nis"


"When?"


"Now, I'm waiting in the usual cafe"


"All right"


Anisa is curious about Fatah's wishes, Don't expect the man to take Lea. In any way. Anisa will retain custody of her little daughter. He did not want Alea to be taken care of by traitors.


Half an hour later Anisa was already in the usual cafe they often spent time in. The cafe is located not far from the office area. Anisa parked her car then got off into the cafe area. His eyes combed for Fatah.


Anisa finds a man in a dark blue shirt with a vertical stripe. He memorized it with that pattern. The last shirt he bought for Fatah was their wedding anniversary gift.


Fatah was unaware of Anisa's presence. The man was looking down with his tablet still on. Anisa approached pulling the chair that was right in front of Fatah, then sat down. Anisa did not make a sound, as she remembered. Fatah cannot be disturbed if it is at work.


Fatah activities stopped when someone pulled a chair in front of him.


"Have you come, Nis?" Fatah looked at the woman who was already sitting sweetly in front of him. There were many changes he noticed. The way she dressed. Until the face of Anisa who looks more tapered.


There have been almost nine months they have not met. Though two months ago Fatah went to Anisa's house to pick up Alea.But she did not meet Anisa.


"How are you" The sentence slid smoothly on Anisa's lips. Fatah just smiled at Anisa's stale words


"As you can see, Nis" said Fatah. "I'm hungry, we'll eat first, yes" happened to be the waiter who had come to deliver Fatah's order.


Fatah put the tablet in a bag. Then the waiter began to arrange the menu on their desk.


"Eat first, Lisa! You still like chicken soup, right?" Fatah spooned the rice onto Anisa's plate. Usually Anisa did that when they were husband and wife.


"Don't get too much" Anisa prevents Fatah from adding a serving of rice to her plate. Fatah put a spoonful of rice and then switched to the bowl of chicken soup to encourage her to get closer to Anisa.


Anisa can only keep quiet, letting Fatah do all. The actions of Fatah actually made Anisa even more sick.


"Eat, Nis. Don't just look" Fatah asked Anisa to eat right away. He himself had greedily started spooning the warm Chicken soup in his bowl. "You look thinner. Does your magh recur often? You have to keep your diet, Nis"


Anisa shed tears. Fatah's attentive speech made him even more unable to stand it. Why was the man being nice to her. Just add salt to the wound.


Anisa took a deep breath. Then start spooning his favorite chicken soup into his mouth. It doesn't feel as good as it used to be. It even feels so bland.


Anisa then called out to the passing servant.


"Mas, I order meatballs without one noodle and iced orange. Please have her bill separated with this one yes"


"Just put it together, mas" said Fatah when he heard Anisa asked to separate the bill.


"Don't, it doesn't feel good if it's free" said Anisa while staring intently at Fatah.


Fatah no longer debated Anisa's words. He kept quiet and continued his lunch. Not long after the waiter came to take Anisa's order. Without waiting for long Anisa also enjoyed it greedily.


"What do you want to talk about?" Anisa closed her spoon in the bowl sign finished. It seems like Anisa is not willing to waste time.


"I want to be with Lea. The more days Lea called me less and less. I miss him more "


"I mean mas? You want to take Lea from me?"


"Not so, Nis"


"It's not how. Mas himself was the one who said" Anisa's voice was getting higher.


"OK okay, Nis. Lea's custody does fall on you. But after I think it's better to take care of Alea together. Lea would feel happier if all this happened, right"


"We'll work together on Alea's business. That's me too"


Fatah gathered her courage to say what had tormented her from the past two months.


"For Lea, Nis. Can we go back. We're gonna start everything together"


"That's impossible" Anisa replied firmly. "We can never be together again"


"You still angry?" Ask Fatah like a fool.


"You think to yourself, ma'am"


"I know, Nis my mistake is too big. But can't you forgive me for happiness, Lea?"


"Don't sell Alea's name, we're done. My feelings are over too. I have forgiven you, my mother. But not to get back together. You know Alea is my source of happiness. I can do anything for Lea. But living with you is more terrible than death. How can I make Alea happy if I die alone?"


"Anika..."


"I haven't married her yet, Nis. Not too late. I won't hurt you anymore"


"That's it, after you've ruined the woman. Hope Alea never met a guy like you, mas"


"Nis, do you hate me that much?"


"It's the self that makes me like this. The one who banished me and Lea from their lives. We've been peaceful and happy without, mas" Anisa stood up to end a silly conversation with Fatah


"I'm sorry "


Anisa is at the limit of her patience. The longer he stayed the more he felt an outburst of emotion. Anisa did not want to embarrass herself by getting out of control.


Fatah still pursued and followed Anisa. It seemed like the man was not so easy to just give up. Anisa paid the bill she had eaten and left the restaurant.


Fatah held back the anger over all of Anisa's refusal. His heart was so sick and disappointed. "I can't lose you anymore, Anisa. I'll get you back to me no matter what"


Without Anisa and Fatah knowing. Someone had noticed them. Sometimes the jealous gaze also alternated. Then he looks relieved when he sees Anisa continues to reject the man in front of her.


"Arman, do you know who that guy is?" Radit asked Arman who was down enjoying his lunch. Arman turned to the man who was paying the bill in front of the cashier in a hurry.


"He, who's wearing a blue shirt? He's Fatah, the businessman is on the rise. He's Alea persada's owner. What's the matter, the boss is interested in working with him?"


"For what? on my desk there are many proposals that are in line from companies whose level is above him"


"Yes, boss. But the company is pretty strong. The management is good, most importantly the project project is being talked about a lot because it has a unique design"


"People like him won't last long, just look. Recently a little successful, he appeared to his wife and played the woman "


" Boss knows?" Arman stared in surprise at Radit.


Radit was silent with Arman's question. He almost got caught. Radit stood up from his seat and left Arman still confused. The man was astonished by his current boss's increasingly strange attitude. Since when did his boss start as a gossip. Until you know the scandal of infidelity people.


"Arman, you want to go back to the office or move into a cafe ?"


Radit's snapping sound shocks Arman from his daydream .


"Wait for the boss "


Arman quickly follows the steps of Radit who has started to get out of the restaurant first .


Outside the restaurant Radit still sees Anisa being forcibly pulled by Fatah. But Anisa tried to fight and shake Fatah's hand. Radit was eager to protect Anisa from the fatah. But he is helpless. Radit can only watch from a safe distance.


It appears Anisa who threatens I will scream if Fatah does not want to release her hand. Lucky Fatah unleashed his deft.


Radit breathed a sigh of relief. Anisa is able to escape from Fatah. But still Radit felt he had to follow Anisa to make sure the woman was really safe.


" Boss, what are you looking at?" arman's voice shocked Radit.


" You go home to the office first. Just prepare to give what I will present later. I'll be gone for a minute. At most an hour. I'll definitely be back. You take a taxi or taxi"


Radit immediately snatches her car keys from Arman and rushes to follow Anisa's car in the dirt by keeping a distance to ensure Anisa is safe from her ex-husband .


Arman again could only stare in wonder at the manner of his boss .While Radit still faithfully escort Anisa to the house. Her heart was relieved when Anisa had reached home without being disturbed by Fatah .


Then Radit immediately turned his car around and returned to the office. Arman is already restless waiting for Radit at the office because soon there will be a very important meeting.


Arman immediately prepared the file that Radit would bring with him, please be anxious. His mouth did not stop praying for Radit to arrive on time.


Fifteen minutes into the meeting, Radit arrived at his office lobby and then he got into the elevator. As soon as the elevator opened the meeting participants had started to arrive. Arman immediately ran towards Radit and gave him the bag containing the files Radit needed.


Finally Arman could breathe a sigh of relief. He entered his room while grumbling. Two hours passed and the important meeting ended.


With a sinless face Radit approached Arman who was still upset.


"The boss almost made me die standing up" Arman began to protest as


Radit chuckles


"Still able to laugh boss? , I'm here like a man waiting for the execution of the death penalty"


" Our excess, Arman "


"In exchange, the boss should tell me what kind of sudden interest it was. Why should the boss himself intervene "


"You know for yourself that if I handle it, it's a very important affair. It's about someone's life. But you haven't had time to know, don't fuss !"


" Yes, yes, boss. If you are boss mah, be free "


Anisa entered the yard of her house and then got out of the car. she tried not to show what. About Fatah who wants to re-refer, mother is not yet to know. Anisa's determination is getting round to completely forget the man. It is becoming more and more clear who Fatah really is.


"Just come home, Nis?" mother greeted Anisa who was almost late to come home in the garage room already had some students who came.


"Yes, ma'am, the streets were quite crowded earlier" Anisa gave the most reason anyone could accept.


"yes, you're in. Your student's student has already come"


Well, then, Nisa's going to the room first, ma'am"