That Sissy Man is My Husband

Funeral.

At the funeral, Reina and her daughter attend the funeral.

Reina was crying.

He recognized the face even though he had only met once.

Dika approached Reina.

"You're Reina, right?" ask Dika heart.

"Yes" she answered briefly.

"How are you doing after your divorce with Farhan, are you okay?" ask Dika.

"What happened to me, none of your business, you must be happy to be his heir, Farhan divorced me without giving anything, what a great wife you are" Reina choked.

"Get's talk you Reina, this is at the funeral, not good about the treasure and the past" protested Dika.

"You started, my life was ruined after I divorced Farhan, satisfied with you!" peekkik Reina's.

"That's also from your mistakes, so stop blaming others" he said.

"Why is it with my current state, indeed you want responsibility" Reina's eyes sharply looked at Dika.

Thankfully the conversation was a bit far from the crowd, so no one heard. We are still in front of the tombstone.

One by one the mourners who were present went home.

Reina corrected her black pasmina, revealing her hair that was painted blonde in maroon color.

Reina opened her sunglasses.

"Well, when do we get home" a beautiful girl approaches us.

"Beauty soon, my mom is talking to her friend Papa" replied Reina.

Dika frowned. Dika never felt friends with Farhan.

"Not when he plays Feli, wait under the tree, the weather is hot" Reina said.

But Feli paid no heed to her. He kept approaching Dika's son.

"Sorry to us, if you don't like it, maybe I can help you, but first improve the way you judge others, look at yourself first" said Dika.

Reina put on her glasses again, because she wanted to cry again, she didn't want anyone to see her face shed tears.

The drizzle began to come down, they dispersed to shelter. Reina walked away from Dika. He called Feli to come home.

Feli immediately followed his mamah, for a moment Feli stared at Dika's children and then waved his hand.

"He who?" ask me.

"He's Reina, Farhan's ex-wife" Dika replied.

"Kok you know her?" ask me.

"I met him when I came home to this town, when Ali was a kid. I met him and Farhan on the street" Dika replied.

"Oh so" I replied briefly and then took the children to go home. Ali was left behind still sitting staring at his father's tombstone.

I came back to bring Ali home.

Drizzle still down in a very hot sky. Hot rain.

Hope everything's okay.

I went home with my family for a while to my parents. Letting go of tired all day trip a few days ago.

Tomorrow I must be very busy for taking care of his school move.

Dika also just learned to be able to replace the farhan position so far, although it has been rejected many times still dika forced to want. Thank goodness there are good-natured and patient assistants teaching you.