My Talaq!

Fikri's Concerns

Fikri returned to accompany Diana to continue her delayed lunch. However, he saw Diana's movements. "That's not the food, baby, where are you going?"

Degs...

The affectionate call from Fikri made Diana instantly speechless to stand with her hands holding the end of the dining table. Likewise, the woman who was near the door watched Fikri so softly speak to her boss.

"I'm done seeing baby Arka. If you want to eat please accompany Salma pity if she's alone." Diana had no negative thoughts about the two. Believing in Salma and Fikri that it is impossible to betray her, Diana lets the two eat together because she hears the sound of her baby waking up from sleep.

Diana who was about to step her hand in strangle by Fikri and the two stood facing each other in a close position. Diana who was only high as Fikri's chest looked up and Fikri looked down.

"Can we eat? You brought baby Arka here too. It's not good for you to leave both of us." pinta Fikri hopes Diana will understand that she doesn't want to be alone with Salma.

"I'll accompany you, really. It is not good for two people of different sex to be alone. I'll just take Arka and come back here again" Diana replied smilingly making Fikri smile too.

Her hands replex rubbed Diana's chubby cheeks. "Thank you for understanding the situation." Diana nodded then continued her goal of taking baby Arka.

Fikri also sat down his buttocks while smiling happily Diana did not refuse his touch. At least he can freely take the heart of the beautiful woman with her left cheek halal without fear of the surrounding residents.

However, his attenuation was distracted after hearing Salma's voice whispering in his ear.

"It's nice to be able to eat with you, bli," he whispered and gave a sweet kiss on Fikri's right cheek and sat down next to her.

Fikri was surprised to get the kiss. His heart seemed to stop beating in that second was also very surprised to get an attack from Salma and again his heart was pounding more and more afraid if Diana knew what the same was doing.

"What are you doing, Salma?" whispered Fikri noticed the direction of the room where Diana was.

"Give a sweet kiss to the man who still reigns in my heart." Salma does not feel guilty or afraid of being discovered by the owner of the house.

By meaning that the woman took food on the plate and even poured some food menu on her plate Fikri. Fikri glared wanting to refuse Salma but Diana made a sound to make him relax and sit down just plain.

"Eh Ma'am Salma is here. Let's eat, Ma'am. Mubazir if not spent." Diana smiled kindly while holding baby Arka.

Greetings nodded. "For sure, Ma'am. I may refuse this delicious food. What else is accompanying the special person," Salma replied with an ambiguous sentence while glancing at Fikri who was glaring her eyes to make Salma silent.

"Special because there's me, yeah. Hehe." Diana was not suspicious. His heart was too clean and did not have the slightest suspicion of Salma's words.

"Yes dong, Miss Diana is a super good boss and certainly beautiful too. Yeah, right bli?" Salma was very smart to be sweet in front of Diana even though her heart wanted to vomit praise Diana. "Huuuooo, beautiful am I everywhere than you Diana," she murmured inwardly.

"Huh, yes." replied Fikri gurgled down to stir the food on the plate.

Diana who saw Fikri's attitude was astonished. "Why is the food just stirred? don't you like the food or it tastes different on your tongue?"

Fikri looked up, "No, baby. I like the food was good too. It's just that I feel awkward eating with people who aren't our mahrams" he subtly tells Salma.

Actually Fikri was not entirely lying, he did feel a tremendous awkwardness sitting next to his ex-wife-to-be in front of his wife. Especially to the same short Japan give make his heart beat fast. Thumping not because of love but because Diana was afraid to know Salma behavior earlier.

"There is me accompanying you. So there's no need to be awkward so," Diana replied with a sincere smile rubbing Fikri's back.

Fikri was stunned and looked up at Diana's beautiful face. "I'm grateful you're here."

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Jakarta

That afternoon Danu was lying on her bed thinking about her feelings for Diana. The feeling that was growing more and more even though there was no one beside him. Danu thought nothing of her love for Diana was this big than her love for Vanessa when she was in college in Turkey.

Danu was willing to decide Vanessa and not to pursue her again even though at that time she loved him so much. But to Diana, Danu to the sidelining first look at his father so eager to find the existence of the ex-wife who turned out to be very dear to him.

Given his relationship with Diana, Danu wanted to get someone to look for information on her whereabouts. Then he fiddled with his cell phone calling the person he wanted to call.

"Hallo, please find a woman named Diana Maheswari. Make sure you find his current place. I'll send you a picture and you'll have to act as soon as possible until later tonight, the deadline for the information I want to hear.

"Well, we'll look for it as you say."

"OKs. I'm waiting for the good news." And then Danu turned off her phone. He looked back at the ceiling.

"Hopefully tonight I can get some info on where you are, baby." His hopes were so great for the detective he ordered. Then Danu got up and went from there to meet Iqbal.

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Bali

Tok..

Diana's nursing baby Arka's activities were distracted by a knock from her bedroom door. Diana then got up while releasing one of her twin mountains from the tiny lips of Arka who was enjoying her nutrition while walking towards the door and then opened it.

His head immediately looked up when faced with a tall man with a sweet black skin who had a dimple who was smiling looking at him with a gaze felt so warm as a gaze and used to be.

"Am I bothering you?"

"No. What's up, bli?" Diana opened her bedroom door wide

"There's nothing. I just want to see you both." Fikri watched the little baby's face full of care. "What a handsome baby Arka. He looks like an Arab?

"Maybe too. Because his father does look like an Arab." Diana enters again followed by Fikri from behind.

"Oh pantesan."

However, they had just stepped two steps before Salma's cry.

"Akkkhhh. please..."

Diana and Fikri looked at each other in shock at Salma's cry for help.

"Salma why...?"