Pearl of Compassion

CHAPTERS 18. Johan Saputra's

One week later, Ardan has returned to work. Every morning after the shubuh prayer Ani rushed to shower and cook for breakfast. Then he prepared Ardan's work clothes. Such was his routine every morning after driving Ardan forward, he would return to his room. There really is no other activity. She had been completely relaxed since she became the young lady of the house.

Although they are husband and wife, but it is only limited to serving Ardan in his daily life. Serving all the needs of Ardan. Except serving Ardan in bed.

Since the first night of that time. They don't talk much. Just talk as necessary. However she knew that now her status was that of a wife. However, she finds it very difficult to accept that she has remarried. Ardan treated her very well. But his heart still hasn't warmed.

Bored. So bored. Ani then remembered the dowry money that Ardan had given her.

Did I just go back to the village first to find rice fields? At least than this money stays in savings and is stored I never use.

"But will Mas Ardan let me go home?" His mind returned to light. His cell phone.

"I forgot I don't have Mas Ardan's number." Mariani muttered softly. Condemn her stupidity that does not keep her own husband's number.

The wall clock still shows at 10 a.m. He went out of the room into the kitchen he had to do something to make himself useful. Rather than roll on the bed.

"Buy This."

"Yes, Young Miss? Is there anything I can help you with?" Bi Inah turned her body around.

"It looks like the ingredients in the fridge are almost gone, BI. Let me do the shopping. From now on, I don't have to shop. My cooking job is also." Ani smiled reassuring BI Inah that she was fine. Why isn't she okay? He often goes to traditional markets.

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Mr. Surya opened the car door. Actually Ani herself was still not used to the treatment of the servants in the house. Moreover, it only deals with opening the car door, which even has to be opened by the driver. Eventually the car started to drive away from the garage. Moving away to traditional markets.

Actually Bi Inah had suggested to shop for ingredients in the supermarket but Ani rejected it. Because for him shopping in the traditional market according to him is much cheaper and definitely fresh as well. Moreover, that could definitely be more frugal.

After a while they finally arrived at the traditional market. Ani wore knee-length drees that seemed simple and relaxed. Actually, the mother who had bought Ani's clothes was a full closet. Mami really understands Ani's taste that seems simple. He even tied his hair up. With a thin makeup polish.

He grew up in a poor family. So, for her make up was a luxury item for her. Even mommy has also prepared make up which is quite complete. But for Ani it is something excessive and must be very troublesome if everywhere should polish thick makeup. It feels uncomfortable too.

Mariani walked into one by one alley in the market towards the fishmonger. Of course his face looks crisp.

"Sir, three-kilo carp. Mujair three kilos. Everybody take the big one." Yeah."

"Clean everything up, sir."

"Ready, Neng."

After paying him, he went to the chicken seller. He bought five kilos of chicken. Then move on to the vegetable seller.

Finally Mariani got what she needed over the next few days. He then moved to the final place to where Pak Surya was.

The shopping money from Mas Ardan is still a lot left over, I just keep it just in case. There is a saying that a little bit long will be a hill. At least he will keep the money in his bank later if it feels a bit much.

"Damn? " She shouted someone called his name.

Ani looked over, she saw who was calling her. Ani was shocked and it made her run as if she did not want to be found by the person who called her.

"Ah, shit he ran. I never thought he'd come to J's town." The girl smiled cynically. Suddenly someone slapped his shoulder.

"Darling! Why are you running anyway? Here's your groceries. Why should I go shopping to traditional markets? There is also a supermarket. Where is the slum." A man about 26 years old pursed his lips. It was as if he was currently upset because his woman suddenly ran.

"Alright, Honey. You must be surprised who I called." The woman smiled.

"Who? Another handsome guy? Am I not enough for you?" The man stressed about himself.

" Is, Honey ... Where there is so. I met your ex. Your ex you divorced a year ago!"

The man's eyebrows are linked. Who was the ex he divorced? One was his ex-wife. And that's the one who got divorced. Because it is he who has crossed the line. Just because of jealousy.

"You mean Ani?" It's true that she's Ani's ex-husband.

They divorced a year ago and the one with her is her new boyfriend. Called Intan. The man's name is Johan Saputra.