My Soul in Grandpa's Hands

Streets

Devan and Aleta end up afternoon from the company, returning home to the apartment. They did not take a break with Cokro, but with Rolland.

"Sister.., why not go home for a while, all good-bye to grandfather and papa." suggested Rolland.

"Here you are, all of you who convey. Your brother-in-law is not there, his clothes are partly brought back to Sukoharjo. Brother asked to buy it, not yet." said Devan.

"Sorry Rolland, we're troubling you. Bener said mas Devan, my clothes at the grandfather's house are already on none. Tomorrow, Aleta take the clothes to Grandpa's." Aleta supports Devan.

"Okay, but later when someone gets angry at home, Rolland asks to call you. Yes, I'm home first, brother." Rolland finally left home first.

Seeing that Rolland had left first, Aleta immediately packed up to follow his return.

"Aleta.., go straight home or try here first." asked Devan with a smile.

Aleta was confused by her husband's question.

"Try what the fuck mas, the feeling from earlier we have nothing here." said Aleta.

"Ehm.., come on. If you're sad, there are still many people in the office. Now the trouble makers have gone home first. Yok." said Devan as he walked into the bedroom.

"Ah.., ogah. Started Devan his perverted thoughts. Come on. We'll be home soon. Aleta's taking a shower." Aleta immediately stood closer towards the exit.

Seeing his wife was ready to go home, finally with a small laugh Devan followed.

"Ha.ha .ha.., mas most like to see you sulking like this dear. It's more cute." said Devan, flicking Aleta's nose.

They both got out, and went straight to the special elevator of the Board of Directors to pick up the car in the basement.

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After Maghrib, Rengganis returned home by driving his own car. After discussing with Jatmiko, she agreed to file for divorce with Atmaja. He thought, there is no point in surviving to get something that might be difficult to get.

She went straight into the room, and did not expect that her husband was already in the room. Atmaja was sitting on the sofa. Then Rengganis put his bag on the table, then sat on the dresser chair.

"We can talk before I go." asked Rengganis slowly.

Atmaja did not respond to Rengganis's words, but noticed all his wife's gestures.

"Tomorrow morning I'll file for divorce. I called the lawyer, maybe tomorrow the lawyer will meet with Atma. Although there is a lot of dissatisfaction that I feel, but hopefully this verdict will be the best for me" said Rengganis.

"Now you are going where Anis is, stay here until the letter from the religious court we both receive." said Atmaja trying to arrest Rengganis.

He is currently feeling sorry for his wife, because all his attitude comes from his treatment.

"You already know what's going on with me right now. I'm sure, papa has told me a lot" said Rengganis with a cynical smile.

"Then it was mas, I decided right now I'm going to get out of this house. Titip Rolland mas, and convey my love to Devan. Although she was not born from my own womb, from Kinara there is none. I took care of him." he continued.

Atmaja approached Rengganis in his chair. Unknowingly there was a feeling of pity for the woman, whom she had not treated as a wife for a long time. He hugged the Rengganis.

"I'm sorry Anis. Up until now I could not forget Kinara, and never considered you as my real wife" Atmaja said softly.

"Even if papa doesn't give you your rights, I'll share the ownership assets I got with you. I'm sorry." continued Atmaja.

"Just take the house, I'll call a lawyer to make the house in your name." said Atmaja who let Rengganis clean up his important items.

After preparing some items that have value, Rengganis official part with Atmaja.

"Mas Atma .., I said. Maybe tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, there'll be someone here to clean up all my stuff. I ask for help, Atma conveyed to Puji. I'll go first."

Atmaja immediately stood up and hugged Rengganis tightly, then gave a soft kiss on the lips of the woman who was still his wife. When Rengganis felt that Atmaja was willing to do something more to him, he subtly refused.

"Sorry, I'm asking for help. Stop all the mas, this is wrong. I have to go" said Rengganis, letting go of Atmaja's embrace. Then without looking again, he stepped out while pulling a trolly bag.

Atmaja just sat on the sofa looking back, and the departure of the woman he had officially married. But because of his deep taste towards his mother Kinara Devan, he could not treat anyone to be his wife.

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Devan sent a message via the WhatsApp app to Cokro's grandfather, to let him know that tonight he and his wife will be staying at the apartment. He did not want to make a phone call, because it would be difficult to refuse his grandfather's request if he had to speak directly.

"Aleta.., tonight we go out yok. Cook for as long as we're married, I've never taken you out." Devan suddenly offers his wife a walk.

"Hah..., is this really an invitation from Aleta's husband? Wait a moment mas, Aleta must be groomed first." said Aleta as she moved from her seat.

"Heih.., no need grooming. My wife is beautiful."

"Wait a minute mas, Aleta is not confidence that the same way mas Devan is not dandan." she went straight to the dresser then there were 15 minutes spent on makeup.

Devan patiently waits for Aleta on the living room couch, and when his wife comes out, Devan does not take his eyes off her.

"Aleta..., why are you so beautiful dear." he muttered while looking at his wife's face.

"Anyway, let's go." Aleta immediately took Devan's hand and invited him out.

"In the meantime, we're on foot." Devan smiled stopping Aleta, then took her car keys and small bag. He hugged Aleta all the way to the car.

"Aleta.., later can not walk far away from the mas. It should be next to me." Devan told his wife while driving.

"Yes.iya.., if Aleta leaves Devan mas, it's the same as getting lost. Indeed Aleta never walk alone when in Bandung." said Aleta.

"Esually Devan wants to take Aleta where to go."

Devan was surprised to be asked Aleta, he was just thinking of taking his wife for a walk, but did not have a purpose.

"Where is it good," Devan said as his left hand held his forehead.

"Alah. Aleta has been groomed and beautiful in order to compensate for Devan mas, it turns out that it does not have a destination." protest Aleta.

"He .he.he.., sorry, baby. Or we go to the mall, who knows you want to find something there."

"Alhamdulillah, yupz. Thank you dear Devan." Aleta immediately gave a kiss on her husband's left cheek.

Devan smiled happily, finally he directed the car to one of the malls in the city of Bandung.

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