
Bisma cooks instant noodles because Clara has never cooked again at home.
"Said Mom you went with a guy?" Ask Bhishma coldly.
Clara who was in the kitchen to grab a drink replied casually. "Just a co-worker, your mother's too over-exaggerated and suspicious."
Bisma smiled cynically. "Other times if you want to cheat, you have to be smart. Don't let the family." The word Bhishma made Clara frown her forehead.
"Are you like that too?" Clara asked, "Attacking but covering it up." Syndical Clara.
Bhishma shrugged her shoulders, "I've never been close to a woman." He said confidently. "I'm just telling you, I don't mind you being close to anyone, including cheating on me, just don't let my family find out." Said again.
Clara sighed. "You healthy, Mom? Where a husband lets his wife cheat." Clara stared intently at Bhishma. "I don't know what kind of household we're in, you kind of play a part in your own drama, Mum."
Bhishma was silent as usual, and she reluctantly responded to Clara's uncle.
"Why don't we just get divorced, Mom?" Ask Clara coldly.
Bhishma looked back at Clara. "There will be no divorce." Cold answer.
Clara rolled her lazy eyeballs. "Look at it later."
"Divorce from me and marry that man?" Ask Bisma to investigate.
"He's my workmate, not my affair. I want a divorce from you because I'm fed up with your drama and want to find my own happiness." Press Clara and leave Bhishma still sitting on the dining table chair.
While at the Dewantara family home,
Aldrich came home uninspired, he felt he no longer had a purpose.
"I.." Call Fariz out of his study and see his son walking without enthusiasm.
"Night, Pap." Aldrich said as he continued walking past Fariz.
"Aldrich's." Call Fariz again.
"Al's tired of Pap, let Al rest first." Aldrich closed the door to his room.
Fariz caught up with Aldrich because he was worried about his only son.
Fariz opened the door to Aldrich's room and saw Aldrich sitting on the sofa supporting his head with both hands.
"I.." Fariz sat down on the sofa. "What's up, Al?" Ask Fariz.
Aldrich leaned his back on the sofa, his head tilted up and one arm closed his eyes. "Al's tired, Pap."
"Son, are you okay?" Fariz asked who saw Aldrich looking not okay.
"He's married, Pap." Lirih Aldrich who has not changed his position. Fariz still faithfully listened to him because this time, Aldrich was in need of a interlocutor.
"Al chased after her, three months Al was close to her but Al only found out earlier if she was married, Pap." Aldrich said again.
Fariz understood what his son was feeling. For him this is like dejavu when in the past he listened to Tristan his best friend confide in the matter of Ghea who was married when he wanted to chase her back.
Fariz moved and sat down next to Aldrich. "Al, do you believe in destiny?" Fariz asked while looking ahead.
Slowly Aldrich lowered his arm from his face and looked at the father.
"You know Tristan?" Tanya Fariz who is possessed by Aldrich.
"Papap had heard of Om Tristan's curse, where his heart was broken when he wanted to go back to chasing his girlfriend who turned out to be married to another man." Fariz said without telling who the woman was.
"Al, sometimes to become adults, we must be able to accept the destiny that God has laid out for us. Not everything we want or need will be available. Like what Papap taught you as a kid, when you wanted to sit by the window of a charter bus while your school was on its way, but your friend didn't want to share a place with you." Fariz said wisely.
Aldrich was silent.
"Al likes his character, Pap. He's different. Al felt like he wanted to be the man he was close to." Aldrich.
"That color you're desperate to be a driver in Erlasha's boutique? Just for the sake of being close to her?" Ask Fariz.
Fariz did know the mission of Aldrich, he even let Aldrich do what he thought was ridiculous, Fariz only saw from the other side, where the child would appreciate another profession, namely a driver.
Aldrich nodded.
"Take him, Son. Papap's sure there'll be another way for you." Fariz.
Fariz stood up after patting Aldrich on the shoulder.
"Al loved her, Pap." Aldrich said at the end.
"Al, do you want to be a bully? You can't love someone's wife." Fariz.
"Al loves Clara, not the wife." Aldrich said again.
Fariz rubbed his face rough. "If he's your soul mate, nowhere to go, Al. But Papap asks you, don't be a destroyer of people's households."
Fariz immediately left Aldrich's room. "Why advising my own son is harder than advising Tristan first." Fariz's inner self in front of Aldrich's bedroom door.
Elsewhere, Chelsea is thinking about the fate of her friend's household, although only close when in the organization, but Clara is indeed one of the good friends for Chelsea.
"Hey.. Think what?" Asked Zayn in a soft tone.
Chelsea rubbed the head of Zayn who was now sleeping on his lap. "Sister, may I tell you about my friend's household, there's something I'm confused about myself." Chelsea said heart.
Zayn turned to face Chelsea. "What's important?"
"I'm like him, brother. But I myself am also confused to provide a solution for him." Answer Chelesa.
Zayn silently seemed to think. "Tell me, maybe I can help you come up with a solution for your friend."
"She's Clara, my friend at the college organization. She was married, we came to her wedding, Brother remember?"
Zayn nodded.
"It's been over a year that she married sister, but Clara said, never in..." Chelsea hesitates to say it.
"Why, baby?" Ask Zayn.
Chelsea looked into Zayn's eyes, "Clara said from the beginning her husband never touched her, sister." Chelsea said slowly.
Zayn raised one thing, and Chelsea nodded her head.
"Where is it possible, Sea." Zayn.
"But that's the truth, brother. And after one year of marriage, her husband never gave birth to a living too, even to pay the contract for the next year that Clara borrowed it from her place of work." Chelsea said.
Zayn listened to Chelsea's story well.
"How does the brother think?" Ask Chelsea.
"The husband who does not give a living is born and the mind is sinful once, Sea. And that fall is already wrong on the inner wife. It has even fallen off one talaq, and the Wife can sue him if the husband does not want to change." Zayn.
"Clara also thinks that way, sister. Clara's gonna file for divorce, but she's still sticking up for it." Chelsea Say.
"Then ask your friend isikharah, ask God for the best. God will show you the way soon." Zayn.
Chelsea nodded her head, and Zayn stared at Chelsea's beautiful face.
"You're so pretty, honey." Zayn said, rubbing Chelsea's cheek. "It's over?" Zayn asked, considering that one week ago Chelsea were coming a month.
"It was over four days ago, brother. My period of two months is irregular, and this month is flecking." Answer Chelsea.
Zayn pulled Chelsea to sit on his lap and face him, Chelsea draped both hands Zayn neck. "Don't be too tired, dear." Zayn kissed Chelsea's lips.
"I'm not tired, brother. I only teach three times a week and that's not all day." Chelsea said.
Chelsea did work as a math teacher at a well-known private school, Zayn allowed him to have Chelsea slama activities that did not make Chelsea tired.
"If I ask for my right now, are you tired?" Ask Zayn.
Chelsea smiled, peeping both Zayn's cheeks in turn. "Happy, my husband."
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