The Uninduced Heaven

Emyr's Dilemma

"King, you crybaby Lu tuh!"

The god glanced at Aisha who was hastily coming at them. King knitted his eyebrows, unusual is usually Aisha want to close Genk motor.

The parking lot, where King and a group of elite children occupied each of his iron horses.

Given, their fathers have an important role, since they are still in the 8th grade, only they look dominant in this combined international school building.

"Calisa... Very adem. Hijab, white, serious, Roland's dream is really, Aisha." The young man at the side of the Gods muttered as he propped up his chin, staring at Aisha.

"The apple of adem." Mahesa, known as Esa, interrupts.

"Seriously, there are rarely girls who model like Aisha in our school. Her clothes were neat, her speech was polite..."

"Yes eelah... SPG in the mall is also neat neat, polite polite, even grimy." Esa's most anti-Bucin continues to brush off Roland's bullshit.

Then, all the noisy ones fell silent as King stared at them.

"King "Aisha looked down, even trying to drown on the side of King's motor tank like she was hiding. "Can I take Aisha home?"

Aisha's face was like a fright. King stared in the other direction, where there was a tall man looking to the right and left.

"Lu ran away from that guy?" King looked down, at Aisha who was still crouching on the side of her Harley Davidson, and the girl nodded her head in a nod.

King takes off his black jacket, throws it at Aisha's head. "Good!" her word.

Aisha said she squatted herself in a King jacket to cover some of her uniform and hijab with a hoodie.

"Drop!"

The god and the others nodded with his word of order. Then, Harley Davidson King immediately drove after Aisha sat safely in the back seat.

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His afternoon....

Emyr runs after getting out of the car, Zivanna's frightened voice makes her forced to leave the desk. He went into his old house, the house Ziva occupied.

The front door is not closed, it is open very wide. Emyr is anxious, and sure enough Lukman's father Aisha stands knocking on his sister's bedroom door. "Mas."

Lukman looked down his head, a little tired. No doubt, Zivanna had made the man stand for hours at the door.

"Mas wants to talk, Gus. Let Mas meet Aisha with Ziva." Very soft voice Lukman when he was fond of his former sister-in-law.

"You are no longer husband and wife. It is not appropriate to do something like this. Go into the house without any ridho from the owner." Emyr.

Lukman is back. She had no other choice, only Aisha was the only daughter she had and the girl never wanted to be spoiled with her again.

Ziva never forbade her from contacting Aisha, but Aisha herself did not want to stay with her stepmother. Lastly, Aisha cried and asked to be sent home while being taken to her house.

Lukman repeatedly referred to his ex-wife. However, Ziva never wanted to, even impressed to run away from him, until he had to move to the city to bring his beloved Aisha.

Not yet a year divorced, Lukman feels his world is not perfect.

When he came home from the campus where he taught, no one welcomed his arrival with a sweet smile and a cup of coffee, especially no beautiful girl who struggled to ask for a vacation.

He has not been able to divorce the wife he married nine months ago. Lukman has been busy asking for a referral to Zivanna.

"Let me see Ning Ziva, Gus."

"Comeout. Emyr is here."

Before long the door opened, Aisha who opened while Zivanna was sitting quietly on the edge of her lonely bed.

Lukman immediately hugged his daughter while staring at the nanar ex-wife he had not seen for a long time. Lastly, when he made talaq in court, when Ziva was still very thin.

Now, the woman was already more contained, bright, freshly looked at. Unlike when he was still his wife, when the woman was still silent on the wounds he incited.

"Are you sure you don't want to go back? At least for Aisha's sake, come back. Aisha won't stay with me, if not with you."

Ziva did not shuffle, did not say, what else returned the gaze of her ex-husband. Fifteen years of her survival for Aisha.

Hoping, the man of his choice Abah was really Sholeh as his Abah said. How many times did Lukman betray.

Early in the relationship, Lukman had an affair with an ex-lover. Alibi, he married Zivanna without any love.

After the breakup, Zivanna thought it was the end of Lukman's betrayal. Apparently not, Lukman still often tempted his beautiful students.

Lastly, Lukman filed for divorce only because his affair claimed to be pregnant and asked to be married but did not want to be honey. Which means Lukman must divorce Zivanna first.

There Zivanna saw the worst point of her husband's actions. All this time, Ziva thought her husband would never dare to touch another woman.

He thinks all the men like his Abah who in his entire life have only ever touched his Ummi.

Like Hilman who only ever knew his sister-in-law and like Emyr who did not even want to touch Adeeva on the grounds of only loving Khaira.

From the beginning of the marriage Lukman wanted to touch him even though Lukman said only for duty. And Ziva just accepts it.

"Go home again. I promise Iriani's divorce. For you." Back the man was adoring.

Ziva knows it's just an excuse. Ziva is the one who knows the man's temper. Ziva knows not because he is willing to divorce Lukman, but because Iriani is not pregnant with his child, Iriani has managed to deceive him raw.

"Speak, Ning."

They've been circling there for minutes. Ziva did not want to let out a single bit of his voice.

It was then mutilated by Emyr, he had to cast out the delicate Lukman who was already a nobody for his brother. Because no matter how whining Lukman, Ziva is unpretentious.

Emyr shut the door. Sitting limp on his couch. A little worried, while Khaira is pregnant and needs her presence, Zivanna needs someone.

In the midst of a troubled heart, Egi his best friend called. Obviously the man searched after without permission he came out of the office.

📞 "Where are you, Gus?"

"It's customary, ma'am yu ku."

📞 "Can. Did I say, Ziva needs a husband. Just leave it to me. You know, I'm a good guy. At least, you're not confused about dividing time like a wife, are you?"

"Ck!" Emyr clucked in the expanse of his dilemma.

📞 "Let me propose to your sister, you be my sister-in-law. Isn't that exciting, Gus? No need to bother, I have a girl as beautiful as Aisha."

"Damn it!" Egi's laughter ignited his emotions.

📞 "I'm serious. I'd move if Neng Ziva wanted to."

Emyr grunting. Almost every minute Egi asks about Zivanna.

Egi was actually a good candidate to be a couple, but Egi was still 26 years old; he was too young for Zivanna, who was 34 years old.

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