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At his home, Ibnu was getting ready. He will go to the first trial of the divorce between himself and Fitri. Suddenly his cell phone on the bed rang indicating a call was coming in. Ibnu picked up the phone he put on the bed, ''mama'', he muttered, when he saw the name on the screen. Ibnu swiped over the green picture of the phone, he picked up the call.
''hallo ma, what's the matter ma?'' Ask Ibnu with a position still standing. One hand he put in his pants pocket.
''mama's coming with you Ibnu, mama wants to see that woman. All of you want to humiliate him in front of the crowd!'' sahut mama Reni from across there without further ado.
''no need ma, Ibnu himself.''
''no, anyway mama, Sari, and Anggia will be present at your trial. Mama is afraid that Fitri demands a lot from you, and maybe she wants to demand the house that you now occupy. Mama doesn't want him to get a dime of your property! It's been a shame for five years, now what else does he want. You greedy woman. Mama already knew about her foul intentions, '' said Mama Reni across there. Ibnu could only take a breath in hearing the mama's babbling.
''yes, I picked up my mom. Anggia let him go alone, while Sari let him go with Hamka. I am also not willing to ma Fitri demand treasure gono-gini from me. What I'm afraid is that he's using Raihan's name to blackmail me''
''yes, that's what you feared Ibn, if you need to hire a great lawyer, if he sues you, you demand him back! You're now the chief director of a company, all you can buy with your money, baby. Okey dear, do your best, do not let Fitri present and disturb your life again. Moreover, the boy named Raihan, the mother had never considered him as the grandson of mama!'' mama Reni said at length. Ibnu focused on listening.
''ready, ma! Everything will be in order, Ibnu replied briefly.
Then the call was interrupted, mama Reni decided the call without saying a greeting first, making Ibn shook his head to see the behavior of the mother.
Mama Ibnu is already six heads, she has a medium body, with daily makeup that is so menor, hair that has whitened hers, she polish using black polish. He was very diligent in caring for his old body with the money given from Ibn. While papa Ibn was long gone, he was dead.
Ibnu was ready with a long white shirt coated with a black suit, black work pants, and shiny black shoes.
He looked at his reflection in front of the mirror.
''why was I so stupid at that time, I was wasting my time on pointless things. Why don't I throw Fitri away, then marry Anggia. Anggia can be relied on. Look, I now look very handsome and classy, he murmured, circling in front of a mirror that displayed his entire body from top to bottom. Repeatedly she combed her glossy black hair that was in love with oil.
As Ibnu was busy praising himself in front of the mirror, he was shocked by the sound of knocking on the door which rhymed with the sound of greetings from outside.
Ibnu set his foot toward the main door, then opened the door.
He saw a woman his mother's age standing at the door, with an ordinary appearance. Daster feet alone in combination with a long headscarf.
''assalamualaikum,'' said the woman was friendly.
''yes, what's the need?'' ketus Ibnu, while playing his mobile phone. He looks so haughty.
''pardon Ibnu, neng fitrinya is at home?'' ask mak Iroh politely.
''Fitri is not living here anymore, we separated a month ago. So stop looking for Fitri here, maybe he's under the bridge now. What is it gonna take?''
Mak Iroh was silent, he did not think that Fitri was no longer living in the house, mak Iroh also did not expect that Ibnu was so good with Fitri. ''what is this? This you know, mak want to give money from the sale of Fitri neng cake that he had entrusted at that time. Mak had been waiting for him to come to warung mak, but neng Fitri never came. So mak here, mak think neng Fitri again sick'' explained mak Iroh, his gaze was fixed towards Ibnu.
''where's the money?'' sahut Ibnu applauded.
''i-i-this, there are 200 thousand. Make mak already take'' mak Iroh said a little stammered while handing over two pieces of red currency. Ibnu did not know any manners, he took the money quickly.
''yes, thank you'' said Ibnu, then closed the door a little hard.
Mak Iroh is still standing at the door stroking his chest.Hopefully my descendant is kept away from such arrogant and haughty nature. And hopefully Nak Fitri is fine wherever he is'' Inner mak Iroh. Then mak Iroh stepped foot, passed from the house with a bag of black crackle in hand, which contains citrus fruits in it, the plan was mak Iroh will give the fruit to Fitri.
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At the Aditama residence, after finishing breakfast together, Mayang went into his room. Then go to the other room in the room. He sat in a chair in a small room that he had prepared to study, read or do his college assignments first.
Suddenly the father followed, approaching him to the room.
''honey, how? Are you ready to come to the office today? Papa will introduce you to all employees in the office, said the papa, standing staring at Mayang.
''seems not pa, I will learn all this at home first, Mayang replied, pointing to a pile of paper that was deliberately loved by the father to learn the procedure for doing work in the company.
''well, study hard and careful, dear'' said Aditama he stroked the head of Mayang.
''yeah, you don't have to come, baby. Papa has hired 3 great lawyers, let them come to solve everything. Let all your business and Ibnu is quickly settled, papa does not want you any more transportation, papa has also taken care of custody of Raihan, Raihan, they'll be in court later on all of it. For the treasure gono-gini, papa does not demand, papa knows your ex-husband is dear, the treasure that papa has is more enough for you and Raihan.'' explained the father.
''yes pa, imaksih ya pa, papa always do the best for Mayang''
''yes, papa will always do your best.''
''thanks you, dad''
''your welcome'' said Mr. Aditama, then he left in front of Mayang. He's going to the office with Aksa.
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Ibnu and his entourage had reached the court office, they set foot fast, walking into the room.
Anggia remained the same, he was spoiled in Ibn's burly arms. Her clothes were sexy and revealing, a skirt on her knees and a shirt with no sleeves.
While Sari, Mama Reni and Hamka walked behind them. Hamka looked at the body of Anggia bahenol from behind with a fixed, interested gaze, without being noticed by his wife, Sari.
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Now they have all been sitting in their respective chairs, they are looking for the existence of Mayang, which they call Fitri.
The legal authority of Mayang was also present, Mr. Aditama hired 3 lawyers at once who made Ibnu's entourage a little surprised.
''that's right, the famous lawyer ma, who if not wrongly named Hotmun puris'' whispered Sari while pointing to one of Mayang's lawyers.
''yes kali. Mama doesn't know!'' ketus mama Reni's.
''great Fitri that yes, can hire a classy lawyer like them'' said Hamka.
''that's, at most Fitri was m*nj*al his thin body was.'' Mama Reni's slander.
Then there was nothing to hear anymore, they were focused on the course of the trial.
After conducting various series, the judge finally decided the trial was completed that day. Because there is nothing to negotiate, all also at the encouragement of the lawyers Mayang. Raihan's custody fell to Mayang, Ibnu's family also breathed a sigh of relief because Mayang did not demand gono-gini property. But, the burden of their minds, they still think about Mayang who can afford a famous lawyer three at a time.
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In the parking area.
''uh, lawyer, sorry to interrupt the time for a moment. If we may know, Fitri why not come? Then you three paid how much he was? Are you not paid a penny, aka free that?!'' mama Reni asked a little softly, she was so flirtatious, with her body trembling. He blocked Mayang's lawyer's third move.
''it is none of your business, and you'' said a lawyer, yelling and pointing at the faces of Reni's mother and the rest of Ibn's family. Then they passed by Mama Reni's old body, they got into their luxury car.
Ibn CS was very upset and angry at being treated like that.
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"Good afternoon Mr. Aditama, nice to meet you in person, the owner of the largest and most successful company in the country''
''yes, good afternoon too Mr. Kuncoro, you are overdoing it''
''no, it is indeed the reality of Mr. Aditama. Here, I'd like to give my son's wedding invitation directly to you sir. I am very happy if the master with the master's family comes to congratulate my daughter and her husband''
''I insha Allah will come, this is a great feast. Our company has also been working together for a long time. I will prepare a special gift for your daughter and her husband''' said Aditama with a smile that is difficult to interpret, while looking at the invitation, which there is a photo of a former daughter-in-law who was never considered her.
''yes, many masters. That's what I really hope for, '' said Mr. Kuncuro, Anggia's papa.
Then they chatted for a while, finishing up a glass of jasmine test.