The Virgin Widow of the Solehah

Chapter 66. Not the Porridge Craftsman

“Let me go, Mas Reza! We're divorced and you've dropped the talaq on me. You do not pantes like this, Mas, realize that what Mas did is wrong,” Adinda said after successfully brushed off the strong grip of Reza's hand which was very tightly dragging him towards the men's toilet.

Reza looked at the face of a woman he could not forget. Love is strange, even after being left behind by Adinda. Reza regretted having made a hasty decision because it was provoked by the arrival of Akram at the house of Ibu Hanum – at that time. He feels hurt because Akram always refers to him as a trash man and Reza can not accept with Akram's humiliation.

“I'm sorry, Dinda .. I'm so sorry to have said the word talak to you back then but can't we still refer to it again? I dropped the talaq in a hasty condition and the time was not yet up to a month. I want us to refer again, Adinda .. I promise to change. I promise I will be a husband as you want,” said Reza expectantly with a pleading gaze.

Adinda stared flatly without wanting to answer the question of the ex-husband who seemed so expecting himself to return to running a household that had failed. Unfortunately the sense is getting lost after a little learning to love someone but instead hurt, finally the heart that began to open was closed already.

“Let me go Mas Reza because I'm currently working babysitting for his son Mr Akram! You don't mess with me because Mr. Akram could have ruined you!” emphatically Adinda finally let out a voice after a long time of peeling because confused to answer what, because from the beginning of the marriage it happened there was never love between them.

How could he be willing to return with Reza after what the man did during their marriage that never had mutual respect in it, even Reza was so brutal that he let out spicy words and hurt his feelings.

“Do you really not want to give me a second chance, Adinda? I swear I will never hurt you again and I promise I will always make you happy. Can you give me a little chance to prove it?” Suddenly Reza clasped Adinda's hands while dropping down on her knees, hoping full that the Girl would take her back.

The man's life felt so hollow after the departure of Adinda, even his body was already thin with thin cheeks and slightly black eye circles. It all happened because Reza too often stayed up late every night to regret his decision, as well as thinking about how to get Adinda back to enter his life. When Reza returned home his parents not the support he got but instead received insults and insults from Mr. Suryo and his wife, as a result of having divorced Adinda without discussion first.

“Adinda will never come back again on male trash like you!” Akram apparently heard all Reza's statements just now, even the widower tried to persuade Caca not to make a sound by putting an index finger on his lips. Previously akram was confused because Adinda disappeared somewhere, but one of the mothers said that his wife was going to the toilet. Akram even wants to smile happily when there are people who think of himself as the husband of Adinda because other people see the three of them are very worthy like a happy little family,

“Bundaaa, where did Mother go? Caca cama papa guts Bunda campai wonder olang.” Caca's babbling really makes Adinda's heart feel touched and happy, like there is entertainment alone when hearing it.

“Mother was kebelet, Darling so go to the toilet,” replied Adinda notifying.

Caca glanced at the unknown man who was the same age as his papa, his heart full of questions by looking at Adinda's face.

“Telus olang is anyone, Mother? Is he a bubbler who's near our house junction?” asked Caca innocently which made Adinda almost spout laughter.

How could the little boy think of his ex-husband as a porridge man? Is Reza's face now suitable for porridge sales?

“Not, Darling .. she's —” Uncompleted Adinda explains all but Akram instantly cuts her sentence.

“Om this isn't a porridge, dear .. but he's a garbage man!”

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