Staying Married Because of Ugly

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"Don't stop by first, son Arga?"

"Thank you, Mom. Maybe next time," Arga refused to Linda's mom.

Arga immediately entered his car after slightly looking down. He also had time to wave his hand before the range rover he was riding shot from the front of Linda and Naina who had a sour face.

"Why are you, Na? Is Arga's son being disrespectful?" The mother looked at her daughter.

"Sir Arga, well," answered Naina.

Naina did not want to share what she saw on the street. Enough of his family was hurt. Let Naina alone who will overcome her problems with Ivan without involving her family again.

"Just like mom, dong!" Ms. Linda insisted, following her daughter's steps into the room. Because of his daughter's moody face.

"Why?" tanyanya repeated.

In the room Naina can only hug her mother. Issue restrained. The crying was not because Naina was jealous of Ivan holding a more beautiful woman. More on the anger, as Ivan could still laugh after sowing wounds on his family.

"If there's a problem don't keep it to yourself, tell mom. We're facing it together."

"It's really not papa, Mom." Naina unravels the hug.

"Naina just felt like a selfish sister. When Karina's sister was in a disaster, Naina had fun." Naina. Hopefully this time his mother can understand him. Although in Naina's heart, there was a feeling of guilt.

"You too are in trouble, Na. I understand if you want to loosen your breath a little. Karina's got a god who's always by her side."

Naina's heart was a little calm hearing her mother's words. But it did not last long. Another thing now came to his mind.

"Mom?" call Naina.

"What if after this the neighbors gossiped about my failed marriage? Poor sister Karina, if you have to hear that, she can be more depressed," said Naina.

Breathing sounded from Linda's mother. He understood his daughter's anxiety.

"Mom talked about it with the gods. He wanted to take his wife out of town. Let's just monitor his health."

Naina smiled with relief. He knew how much God loved Karina. Naina promises to make Ivan pay for what happened to her brother. Although at this time Naina does not know how.

*****

After dinner, Naina rushed to the room. The others were sitting around joking while watching tv.

The image of the woman Ivan took with him continued to cling to the eye. White, slim and porcelain slippery face. Naina compared herself in front of the mirror. It is clearly inversely proportional to him.

Naina thought, Ivan loves her without looking at her physically. It turned out the same, Ivan left it for the more slippery. Naina wants to change, not for anyone else, at least for herself.

He grabbed his gadget, scrolling the screen looking for tutorials on caring for the face. Naina who used to ignore facial treatments, raised money as marriage capital. Not for now, Naina will use the money to please her.

"Sir, now your face is pustular." Ivan's protest was ignored by Naina. It simply answers the job stress of increasing the estrogen hormone as it triggers acne.

"Your body now contains, yes, Deck?" ivan asked at another meeting.

"That's because my mouth made me eat, brother. Not ghibahin people."

There's always a reason Naina makes. He was unaware of the signal Ivan had given him for a long time.

If so, who would blame who? Men are always interested in the eyes. Since when exactly Ivan turned to another girl.

*****

After the morning prayers, Naina did not go back to sleep as before. He chose to prepare a training shirt to wear this morning. Her determination is round, Naina will reduce her weight like two years ago.

"Tumben," said Karina. He used to stretch every morning on the terrace of the house alone. Today the God of the husband accompanied her.

There was a hint of regret in his heart when he used to always reject Karina's invitation to sports. Now he makes sure there will be no regrets that come late again.

"Go home and buy chicken porridge, yeah. Put on your money first I'll change," cried the older brother after Naina began to leave the yard.

"okay!" Naina agrees.

Just five minutes after Naina ran, her breathing was already breathless. It turns out that it is difficult to build good habits that were once abandoned on the grounds of being tired from work.

Naina just rested her body for a while before finally returning to running. He forced himself to leave the laziness that had accompanied him for the past year.

"Mayra!" Call Naina after standing in front of her best friend's house.

From the door poking pretty girl using black training pants and a slightly loose white t-shirt top. His long hair was ponytailed. The two girls had already made a pact through a previous message.

They began to run down the still dewy road. Sometimes they stop for a moment to take a breath.

"Do you know who that girl is?" mayra asked on their break. Naina rubs her shoulders. The face of the girl directly Naina poultice, she will definitely recognize him if one day meet again.

"How do you get revenge, who he is you don't know." Mayra curious.

All she knew was that Naina was a kind girl and would never hurt anyone. Now Naina is talking about revenge that makes Mayra's forehead shrivel.

"Become a happier me when not with her" Naina said.

"I will not dirty my hands to repay him. Enough to torment her with regret," Naina added later.

Mayra pointed her two thumbs at Naina. He is proud of his best friend. Even though Naina was dumped at an inopportune moment, she kept thinking positively.

"I heard you left yesterday with Mr. Arga, huh?" Mayra has a gloomy face. He liked his office manager for a long time. Even before Naina worked there, unfortunately she could only hold it without being able to express it.

"Yes." Yeah."

"Why are you guys?"

Naina's brows drew close to each other because of her best friend's question. The question of why feels less right in his ear. What their boss and employees can do.

"Nothing. We were just talking about the ad sketch for his acquaintance. That's why Mr. Arga talks outside, because it's not an office project."

"Continue?"

"Yes, I, take it. It's good money to buy skincare."

Mayra nudged the shoulder of the friend sitting next to her. A broken heart is not always bad. There has been a lot of positive progress from his best friend. May Naina Istikomah with her goals.

"How many sir, everyone?" ask Naina to the chicken porridge seller after the order is done.

"Everything is fifty thousand, Neng. Prices have only gone up a little from last year. Neng Naina anyway, long time no stop by the father's shop."

Naina smiled innocently. Mr. Ahmad apparently remembered the last time he came directly to buy his merchandise.

"Busy, Sir.'' Naina tries to give logical reasons that are actually just mager. "Thank you, sir."

"Yes, Neng. Sami-sami."

"We're running again, right?" ask the friend after receiving a pack of free chicken porridge from Naina.

"Good angkot, I'm tired!"

Uh, busyet.

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