Passion of the Ex (After Divorce)

Antagonizing

A woman stared at the ceiling where she was laying down her tired body, at which point dust grains hit her disheveled face. Yes, right now his body is lying under a fly over bridge, not a mansion like where he used to live. Let alone a luxurious house, a box of boarding rooms just can not afford him to rent.

For two years, she lived like this, when her ex-husband and stepfather revoked all the facilities owned by her. Should he protest? Of course not, his existence was unknown to the two of them alone it was enough. After two years ago seeing Alvian, and her former father-in-law Inez in a dying condition, Queen runs away with nothing.

At first, he could still rent a boarding house, but the money in his wallet was up in a matter of days, even to fill his stomach, Queen had to sell his phone, he said, because that's all he's got. And the next month, he was forced to live on the streets, because he could not afford the rent of a boarding room. The friends who used to be with him, had already shunned him when they knew the true state of Queen. At that time, he only knew the meaning of friendship with his friends first. Friendship is money.

His chest felt so tight lamenting for him at this moment. The woman closed her eyes, as droplets of crystal dripped down her shabby face. However, along with that, it sounded in his stomach. Indeed, it seemed that he did not have time to lament his sadness at this moment.

Dusk was almost down, and today there was not even the slightest bit of food filling his stomach, it was only natural that the worms in his stomach began to wriggle. In the midst of desperation, a middle-aged woman said to her friend.

"Quickly, coming to the front of the mosque that is near the intersection, there is a rich man again to share the rice box!"

Hearing this, Queen's gurgles rose, then with quick steps, she again walked towards the mosque that the middle-aged woman showed. Feeling limp, dispelled by him, he rose up with the remnants of the energy he had. However, when he was near the mosque, his body pegged when he saw the woman who was distributing rice boxes was a figure known by him, Kiara.

The woman, now looks so beautiful and graceful in Muslim clothing. Seeing that, the pain seemed to stab his heart back, flashed back how cruel the treatment made by him, giving stimulant drugs, slandering him, not to mention the traps made by him with Alvian, not to mention the crime committed by his mother is to throw Kiara in an orphanage. Then, what did he get? Did he get what he wanted? Answer's no. All just end up regret and suffering for him.

The Queen flipped her body, unbending her intention, and chose to feel a hunger that did not know when the end was. He doesn't know that his sad state is known to Kiara, he doesn't want Kiara to tell Arron and his papa about his whereabouts.

Just as he was about to step on his foot, suddenly a tiny finger pulled on his arm. Suddenly, his heart stopped beating.

"Tante, this is Mama's dali" chanted the voice of a young boy.

Hearing her voice, Queen's feeling was so tacky, without explanation, she could guess who the owner of the voice was, her son Darel. His body was now trembling, not because of the hunger he felt just a moment ago, but because of the pain and disintegration that was now raging inside his chest.

However, now it felt different, he missed his son so much. After all, Queen is a woman and also her birth mother, the instinct of a mother certainly can not she look. Like this moment, it felt so painful, while enduring the longing that he was unable to convey. Yeah, there's no way she's hugging Darel, just looking at his face just seems so helpless and so painful. However, the boy who kept calling himself and asking to accept his gift, could not be ignored anymore.

The queen squatted down in front of her son, despite a raging feeling in his chest. "Tante, Mama said this to Auntie," he said with a small voice and innocent look, of course it makes Queen's heart so sick. Darel did mention the mama in front of him, but what Derel meant was definitely Kiara not himself.

"Tante, is Aunt unwilling to accept Delel's gift?" resumes. The queen smiled and took out a box of rice that Darel had given her.

"Thank you, you're so good."

"Said Mama, we must do good with other people so that last time Auntie purgi, Mama told Delel to make this love, Aunt must be tired so do not want to join the antlian."

Queen only smiled at Darel's words, it felt like she was unable to speak to withstand the tightness in the chest. Again, it's about Kiara, for some reason the woman has always been a scourge for her. Indeed, he had already usurped Kiara's rights, but things never took his side, without Kiara doing anything, without Kiara retaliating, the woman always got what Queen wanted. And now Darel also seems to be very loving and obedient to Kiara.

Queen is sure, Kiara has educated Derel well. And now Queen must again envy Kiara, not only now, but since long ago she was already very envious of Kiara. However, that envy was inappropriate because he was the antagonist, not Kiara, and that he had to be aware of at the moment.

"Tante Dalel go first yes," said the boy. The queen nodded, looking at the little boy who was running towards Kiara, and hugging the body of the woman whom she thought was her mother, not her.

Unable to endure the pain, Queen turned her body, and at that moment she suddenly hit someone, rather a well-built man.

"Ow .." she whispered