Sharing Love: Wife To Ardhi

Chapter 53 Ring

The ring, the thing reminded Jully of something, she immediately stood up and opened her purse. The 1-eyed white ring was still in his wallet. Jully takes it and shows Ishana.

"Yes greetings ...." Ishana pats her midwife, the ring Jully holds is the ring when Jully first proposed to her first, but she refused, at that time Ishana's mind was only focused on her adoptive mother.

"That ring's been in your wallet for 10 years?"

Jully took out the ring from the plastic that wrapped it. "What difference? I'm fine, because you're not going out of my heart either."

"No, no romance, when you proposed to a woman with a ring wrapped in plastic, which was stored ten years in her purse, how would I tell our children?"

"But I always take care of Na, not always, but when I'm going to change my wallet."

"Aaa, don't want to. You find the ring box, keep applying to me at the right time, if not, because my country status is still someone's wife. Hye!" Ishana leaves Jully.

Jully sculpts, trying to digest Ishana's speech. "Search for ring boxes? Meaning?" Jully understood Ishana's intentions, her smile instantly bursting from her happy feelings.

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Ishana deliberately went home on foot while walking along the beach. He's never been this sure to accept Jully.

As Jully, on the way home, she kept smiling. Every now and then he glanced at the 2 toys he just bought for prospective children.

That afternoon it was as if happiness enveloped everyone's heart. Ardhi and Risma are very happy to play together on the beach, while Ishana and Jully try to open a new page for their lives.

The residence of Mrs Shafina looks crowded, in the area next to the house there is a long dining table surrounded by many chairs, the place for dinner with his guests, tonight.

The clock shows at 8 pm, two cars stopped in front of the villa that Ardhi rented, Ardhi and his family were ready from earlier when their invitation arrived, they went straight to the residence of Mrs Shafina, who was the first lady, a famous businessman, and the owner of this island.

Slowly two cars carrying Ardhi's family entered Madam Shafina's spacious residence. As they got out of the car, a woman of Rita's age greeted them with several servants.

"Welcome to Pramudya's family" Shafina said.

"It's an honor for us, a well-known businessman like you, to invite us to your home, we're so flattered" Ardhi said.

Shafina took her guests to the dining table she prepared outside the house.

A casual chat accompanies their dinner time. Madame Shafina who is so humble, makes Ardhi, Rita, and Risma very comfortable asking many things with the woman.

"You're a very beautiful woman, your career is also very brilliant, why did you choose yourself?" ask Risma.

"I don't know if my loneliness is a choice, or a trauma."

"Why is that?" sela Rita's.

"Sorry, I want to boast a little." Shafina tried to make things not so tense.

"I have a brain smart enough for education, but so stupid for love. I graduated faster at the University where I went to college, so that I could work in a company that was quite developed in the country where I was educated."

"I fell in love with a man until we got married. Our life was happy at first, until one day he left me and married another woman, in order to save his family's economy, because his family business was on the verge of collapse at that time. We also chose divorce."

"Short story, the goal is achieved family effort he also re-awakened. I chose to go back to my country, at that time I was pregnant. My ex-husband is happy with his new family."

"At first our lives went back to normal, I was happy with my pregnancy, and she was happy with her new family."

"My happiness was disturbed, when I received word, if my ex-husband was looking for me, rather he was looking for the child I was carrying, because he was sentenced not to have children because of the accident that befell him."

"I'm not willing, my son he took and completed his household life, I ran away and kept trying to get away from his pursuit, until I chose to leave the child I gave birth to in an Orphanage."

"My family was very well, I left the boy at the parlour, so that he would be safe."

"6 years passed, feeling people believe me, I let my guard down. Until my ex-husband's wife finds out that my son is alive, she doesn't want the child, if the child is present in the middle of her family, it's certain she's the heir to my ex-husband's business, knowing, if my son grew up in an Orphanage, he tried to kill my son, he burned down the Orphanage where my Son lived."

Risma seemed to remember her childhood at the Orphanage with Ishana. Whatever Ishana wanted as a child, Risma always got it, then she shared it with Ishana, sometimes she found out suddenly, sometimes there was someone who did come to give it.

"Then, how's your daughter?"

Ardhi's question dissolved all the memories of Risma that revolved in his head.

"My son survived, there's a hero who saved him."

Shafina's gaze was fixed on Risma. Sensing that, the state of Risma's heart was uncertain, whether Shafina meant Ishana, or the story was just the same coincidence.

"After the fire, I asked my men to adopt my daughter, for her safety, and she lived happily with her new family."

"I'm a successful career woman, but I'm a bad mother, letting my daughter be the foster child of my family's loyal servant."

"But it's for her safety, hopefully your daughter will understand" said Rita.

Shafina just smiled. "My solitude is not what I want, but my child's condition is more important than anything, so I don't think about partner problems, I continue to live my life with other happiness. So, I don't know what my solitude is for, '" Shafina explained.

"What age is a aunt?" ask Risma.

"Well .. age is like you."

"Have you been married too?" ask Rita.

"His marriage shouldn't have happened, when he was in a slump, when my father was sick, I took him abroad for treatment, when I came back, he was married."

"If I were in this country, he would have had another choice to get out of his problem by accepting another helping hand, but I really couldn't be there for him at the time."

"Is her marriage happy?" ask Risma.

"Initially, even though she was married, I always wanted to make sure she was happy."

"I mean first?" sela Rita's.

"I can't tell you much about it" Shafina replied.

"Now, where's Princess Jeng Fina now?" ask Rita.

"It's with me."

"Eventually your sacrifice of parting ways with your daughter, paid off by being able to spend your old age with her and your daughter-in-law" said Risma.

"Not with my daughter-in-law, just me, my daughter and my granddaughter."

"Owh's sorry," Risma felt guilty about what she said.

"Let's relax, you want to meet my daughter?" ask Shafina.

"Of course you want, who doesn't want to know, it looks like we're the lucky ones to get here" said Rita.

Their dinner was all over, Shafina invited her guests into her house.

Rita, Risma, and Ardhi admire the state of the house of Shafina Azzalea Shafiq. Until they were in a large room, the walls of the house were decorated with many photos. Not a photo of the artist or a painting of billions of rupiah that makes the three guests silent, but there are some photos that make Ardhi, Risma, and Rita glued.

A large photo is displayed in the living room. A woman with two babies. Surrounding the large photo are other photos, showing the woman's happiness with two children. Of the two children were babies until the two children grew up.