Pressure From Ex Husband

13

"All right, I'll go.

But you should know Hana, if I'm not just gonna let you go.

I'll make sure you come back to me.

I'm sure you still love me."

I walked to the car I parked not far from my ex-wife's house.

Scroll this eye toward him, he was still glued to his feet behind the half-closed door.

I don't know what he's thinking right now, I'm sure he's starting to think about what I just said.

On the way home, my mind kept on being glued to the shadow of that man, the man who had been with Hana.

No I deny, he is a handsome man and also established.

I really know how the type of man dreams Hana, clean skin, calm, and obedient to religion.

I think I saw it in that guy.

Are they in a serious relationship right now ?

No, I'm not gonna let that happen.

I have to find a way to make their relationship bad.

Hana was still silent fixated behind the door of her house, her body leaning weakly at the door, her chest rumbling withstanding the increasingly painful tightness.

'The more I keep quiet, the more they will act, you need to know mas, from now on I am not a weak Rihana, Rihana who only stays when you dzolimi.

I'm no longer your wife, whom you care about.

Yes, I deserve to be happy, I have the right to fight back if it concerns my self-esteem and for the sanity of my soul.'

Exhales a long breath to dampen the feeling that clogs this chest.

I have to be strong and I have to keep looking good, I don't want Alim or anyone to see me weak, because I'm not that weak.

I closed the door and locked it from the inside.

Walking in approached my girl in the middle room who was busy eating snacks and milk while watching tv his favorite show.

Eheeem, I cleared my throat teasing him and Alma turned to smile by showing her clean rows of teeth.

"Why bund, you want to?"

Alma thrust out the snack she ate, intent on offering.

"Well, that's good."

I also sucked and put it in my mouth and chewed it slowly,

Landed this ass right next to my girl.

"Mba Alma, can you ask me something?"

I have to be careful and use language that is appropriate for a 10-year-old girl, so that later it does not make her think like that, thoughts that should not exist for a child her age.

"By Bund, what do you want?"

Alma turned her head towards me and changed her sitting position to face me.

"Alma Kok already know Mr. Dimas, and you just heard that you guys have eaten ice cream together.

Emang, Alma met Mr. Dimas where dear?

May donk, mother be told?"

Alma smiled and looked at me as her hand held this palm for her to hold.

"Previously, Alma would like to apologize, if Alma is not the same story as mother.

At that time Alma was home from school, there was a car that arrived to stop and nanyain Alma where the mother's house.

Trus Alma tell you, and Alma ngajak to be with you because the one being asked about his house is Alma's parents' house.

Pas has reached home, om Dimas asked this sister who was ready Bu Rihana, Alma replied that Alma was the son of Bu Rihana.

Then Dimas asked for permission to talk to Alma and we sat outside.

Om Dimas is nice and his man is very polite.

Because Alma bargained to enter, om Dimas refused, he said it is not good if om dimas enter the house if there are no parents.

So yes we chatted on the front porch of the house" explained Alma at length.

"Hmmm keep asking Dimas what to Alma?"

"Not many bund, om Dimas just ask, Alma school where, already what class, and father Alma work where it's all."

"For the question of father, Alma answered what is the same om dimasnya?"

"Alma replied, if you are no longer with us, you have another wife and another child."

Alma lowered her head and there began to be dew in both of her clear eyes.

My God, this farewell has hurt my girl so much.

I brought Alma into my arms, tried to give strength with love and I wanted her to feel that her mother loved her very much.

I let go of the embrace and put both hands on my daughter's shoulders, smiling I shook my head to signal that the answer was nothing wrong.

Alma continued her story again, this time resting her head on my lap.

"After that there are people selling ice cream who pass by bund, and om Dimas call him, then buy some Ice cream and we eat the same.

That's all right, because after eating ice cream om Dimas pamit home, because there is still work in his office.

Om Dimas told Alma to come in and lock the door, and should not open the door with anyone unknown, so the message before Dimas left.

Om Dimas's a good guy, huh, bund?"

Alma looked up at me with her soft face, I nodded my head and smiled.

"Yeah, mommy wants to take a shower first.

And after this mother accompany mebk Alma to learn, okay dear."

"Siaaap bund."

In the bathroom, I kept thinking about Alma's words, actually who Mr. Dimas and what he had as if he wanted to find out my personal life.

Enjoying every splash of water that flows from the shower while closing your eyes, there is so much burden on this mind, the problem with the ex-husband that never ends, now coupled with the presence of Mr. Dimas that I do not understand.

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More than twenty minutes drive, finally arrived at his home.

"Assynoltom..."

"Waalaikumsallm, have you gone home yet?

How was it in the warehouse, what soybeans that entered the quality is good enough all?"

Instead of welcoming my husband with a glass of tea or preparing warm water for me to take a bath, but instead leaning on me with questions that are not important to him, the business of work is my responsibility, no need for him to follow, my mind is upset.

"You are yes, the husband came home not made coffee or tea, it's just a question that is not your business, for the job let me take care, you are quite silent at home and prepare my needs." welcome upset.

"Heleh, just answer me, what a hard thing."

Piana thunts no like.

"I'm your wife, so I also deserve to know what's your business." Piana always answered his words with her rebuttal.

"I'm dizzy I'm the same as you, not submissive but just keep answering.

I'm gonna take a shower, after the shower I want some food at the dinner table, I'm hungry."

Alim stepped up to go into the room and wanted to quickly take a shower, he was already quite dizzy thinking about his ex-wife who was close to another man, his mind was really chaotic.

Piana throttled angrily and called her maid to immediately prepare food for her husband.

"Biik, aunt..

Please prepare food for mas Alim Yaaa, hurry."

"Okay Ma'am !!"

Immediately the maid reheated the dishes that she had cooked this afternoon, rendang beef and egg balado.

Only ten minutes are all ready to be served on the dining table.

Beres from the bath came out of the room to the dining room.

"what's cooking mom?"

Alim asked his assistant.

"Rendang bacon equal telor balado tuan.

It's auntie panasin and it's sweet tea."

while putting a glass of sweet tea on the table.

"Which piana bik, could you please call."

Husband wants to eat instead of accompanied or served even no visible stem nose.

Piana is very much different from Rihana, Rihana always knows how to pamper me and always prepare my needs without being asked.

Alim spoke to himself in his heart, his mind began to remember the past while still with Rihana.

,"Yes, my aunt called me, what's wrong?"

Piana suddenly appeared to disperse the reverie of Alim from his wife's socokantan which is now more interesting in his eyes.

"And you know that mas just came home from work, and hungry, you should as a wife serve mas donk, not go and eat alone." ja ab Alim annoyed.

"Why the hell mas, now you start fussing about things that are not important like this?

There's already an aunt who's ready, it's all ready and just eat."

Piana replied that she did not like it, and went back to the room to continue her chat with someone who late this made her forget herself about obligations as a mother and wife.

Alim could only bow down in annoyance while clenching both his hands to the attitude of his new wife.

It exhaled violently and tried to restrain the emotions in its chest.

After feeling quiet, Alim took the rice and put it on his plate, he ate in silence and solitude, his mind felt sore, there was regret that spread in the bottom of his heart.