My Talaq!

The heart cannot lie

"What's going on here?"

Diana and Cici looked up, both of them were quite surprised that there was Zio's papa there.

"Sir Fakhri...!"

"Father-in-law. uh, O-om Fakhri." Diana seemed to stutter calling the name of her future ex-in-law. She was confused as to what to say after the divorce was underway.

Fakhri and his wife had just arrived at a flower shop run by Diana. Both were tight and shocked Why are they afraid it could fall apart like this? That is why Fakhri asked what happened so curious why it could get messy and some flower pots destroyed.

"What's going on here? Why is it messy like this? and who did it?" tanya Karin picked up a flower on the lying ground that was slightly crushed.

"So there are mad mothers destroying this figure," Diana replied thrusting her hand asking to be greeted by the two parents. Then kiss it full of service like a sign of honor for the most mature among them. Followed by Cici who also greeted both.

"Not sane? Then are you okay? did that madman hurt you how your future grandchild is doing, he's also okay not to be fucked by that crazy guy right?" cerca Karin approached Diana watching her every appearance from head to toe. Seen once Karin was very worried about the pregnant woman.

"Diana is fine, she hasn't hurt me and my future son either. Even though Diana's florist was her target, but I'm fine. Don't worry." Diana rubbed curry sleeves indicating that she was in no shortage of anything and in good shape.

"If you are well, thank God, what we worry about is your situation. We're afraid the madman might attack you, hit you, or bite you" Fakhri said.

Diana smiled sweetly and sincerely. "We just go inside yuk?" take him along while pushing the glass door inside.

Fakhri and Karin follow him from behind, as well as Cici who also goes inside together with Diana. They were all already sitting on the seats where the buyers were waiting at the moment the other members were walking around.

"Actually not aunty crazy, om. She was one of the people here raging at Diana because her husband was blatantly closing in on Diana. So did not accept her husband liked Diana until it raged like that," said Cici explained what the chronology of the incident was like.

Diana picked up three glasses of canned drinks in the refrigerator and kept them on the table. Then he sat down to join the three.

"Kok can a man's husband like this Papa boy? They must be racing to get close to you."

"I also don't know why they like widows like me. But never once did I serve them or give them space to approach me" said Diana.

"I am often unfriendly to male customers. Like judes, like to put on a cool face, sometimes unfriendly and rarely smile," he continued telling about his attitude to the men out there who want to compete to approach him.

"The charm of this young widow is indeed beyond doubt. If Zio had not divorced you, you would still be his wife today" Karin said, staring at the face of the beautiful woman he loved. And also feel sorry for the actions of his son Diana became the victim of revenge wrong address.

Diana is yet to learn about the death of her twin caused by her sister Zio. All he knows is that Diandra died when he was hit by a car while he was going home from school.

Fakhri also did not mention the matter because he did not want Diana to hate Zio for Prisil's mistake. Let everything be their secret and let Fakhri and Karin replace the figure of Diana's parents to look after Diana. Give love to that poor girl.

Diana smiled blandly. "This has been my destiny. Being a widow is probably the best thing for all of us. How's Danu, Pah, Mah?" diana suddenly asked her ex-husband. Honestly, he misses the father figure of the child he is carrying.

Karin and Fakhri exchanged lyrics they were quite surprised Diana asked her son. Because usually Diana never asked about their children only puppets.

"Did you miss him?" tanya Karin stared in the eyes of Diana who was bowed sadly.

Diana looked up at her former in-laws. "Can I miss him? Is it still my fault that I love him? What if I prayed to God to reunite us in a much better household bond? Because I can't lie to myself if the feeling is still there right now" Diana said honestly.

Tight, which he felt when constantly hiding his love. It hurts, it hurts when those memories come back. If anyone asks why Diana still loves Danu? the reason is because the man is the first love that may be difficult to forget and also the first person who managed to break his innermost heart. Successfully touching her both born and inner, and successfully hurting her heart so that it ends up on the trial table.

Clear liquid was not invited was plain just wetting her beautiful face. Karin glazed over to feel Diana's sadness. He wiped away the tears of the sweet girl before him.

Fakhri and Cici silently watched the two women. Cici could not judge him because it was about the personal problems of his best friend.

Feelings cannot be forced. As much as we can try to forget if the feeling is still there then it is difficult to forget it.

"Nothing wrong, baby. This is your right, you have that heart and that feeling. If you miss him, Mama will call someone there to give it to Zio. Who knows by hearing his voice your longing is a little healed and the child in the womb is happy if his father is there."

Diana was silent about this. Does she really miss her ex-husband? Did he hear the voice he had longed for? But, her little heart could not lie if she was eager to hear his voice. And Diana nodded.

Karin smiled, "Just a second, Mama call Iqbal first." Karin took her phone to contact Iqbal until the connection was lifted.

"Iqbal, are you still with Zio?"

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"Aunty misses him, can Aunty talk to him for a second?"

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Karin gave the phone to Diana. Diana's hands trembled as she took it. He slowly pressed the phone to his ear.

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Diana still silently listened to the voice she so missed.

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His lips were shaking and he wanted to call the owner of the voice. His eyes glazed over how happy he was to hear the voice he so desperately longed for.

"Mas Danu's..."

Degs...