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23. We're just getting divorced

"Promise, promise what, brother?"

"Promise that you don't get to it later"

Tut .. tut .. tut, the call was immediately Nella ended because she saw Gita coming to her room. The middle-aged woman had left him for a while.

"Why are you still here?" Gita pointed to the waitress who was standing near Nella's bed, she had just delivered an order of fruits ordered by Gita.

"Here, Miss Nella borrowed my phone, Mom."

Nella immediately gave the maid's cell phone, she had indeed called Ihsan to borrow her phone.

"This, thank you," replied Nella.

"Together, then excuse me." The waiter slightly bowed and passed away from the hotel room.

"Kok you borrowed the waiter's phone? Where's your phone, honey?" Gita sat her butt on the bed, right next to Nella who was sitting leaning.

"My phone's left at home, Mah."

"Can't you be left behind? Do you want to borrow Mamah's phone? It's." Gita picks up her own phone that is on the nightstand, wanting to give it to Nella but the girl shakes her head.

"No need, Mah. I'm done calling her, really," refused Nella.

"You called Rizky earlier?"

Rizkiy? Why do I call Rizky, it doesn't matter to Nella's inner self.

"No, I called my aunt" Nella answered lying.

"Oh, kirain Rizky. Oye ... Mom and Papah want to go home, are you okay, will you be left for a while? Soon Rizky will be there."

"Yes, Mah. It's nothing." Nella nodded and smiled awkwardly.

"Yes you've rested, may you recover soon, dear." Gita pressed her lips against Nella's forehead, tucking them briefly.

***

Elsewhere, Ihsan became angry because of his promise that he had not been able to tell but the phone was suddenly cut off. Ihsan tried to call back, but the number was off.

"Why don't you go inside?" asked Rizky who had just gotten into the car, she had finished absenteeism to the police station.

"I don't seem to be reporting, sir," Ihsan replied.

"Lho, why?"

"Why don't I know what happened."

"Good if you know, mending you immediately report it."

"No, Sir. That's the reason, because the culprit is ...." Ihsan paused his sentence, he paused his intention to tell a story with Rizky. Because according to him, they had just gotten to know and Ihsan considered the man in front of him a stranger. Though from earlier Rizky was like waiting for an answer from Ihsan.

"What reason?" ask Rizky curiously. He is the type of person who likes to be curious about the problems faced by others.

"That's the closest person, sir. Eemm .. I'm down here only. Thank you in advance, for helping me." Ihsan opened the car door and got off Rizky's car.

"Don't you want me to go? I want to go home too." Rizky lowered the windshield of his car, he had also started the car engine.

"Thank you, sir. No, I'm afraid you're busy. Thanks again."

Rizky nodded at Ihsan's words, he returned to driving and left the burly man by the side of the road.

On the way, Rizky's phone rang. The name 'Father Sofyan' on his screen, he immediately raised the call.

"Hello, Pah."

"Rizky, have you arrived at the hotel?"

"Not yet, this is the way."

"Near Papah's office, huh?"

"What do you want, Pah?"

"Almost a minute, just a minute."

"okay."

***

Rizky turned to look at Nella, the beautiful girl was fast asleep. Somehow his left hand suddenly wanted to hold Nella's forehead, checking her body temperature.

Thank God it's not hot anymore' inner Rizky.

Before Nella awakens from her hand, Rizky immediately pulls her arm and distances herself with Nella. He took off the suit and put it on the sofa stand, Rizky sat there.

From a distance not too far away, Rizky looked at Nella's face, she smiled faintly.

"If sleep is so good to look at, but if you wake up why is it so judes?" monologue Rizky slowly.

A few hours later, Nella blinked her eyes slowly. He immediately gasped when he saw the presence of Rizky who was sitting relaxed on the sofa while focusing on his laptop.

Rizkiy? Since when did he come? Did I just fall asleep?' inner Nella.

Nella raised her body to sit down, she poured drinking water on the glass and then downed it.

"Have you woken up? How's your body? Does it still hurt?" rizky asked with eyes still focused on the laptop screen.

"No" he answered briefly.

"What's your laper? I brought food from Papah Sofyan, there's your phone in the paper bag." Rizky pointed her index finger just above the nightstand.

Nella who saw him immediately took the paper bag, but he did not want to take food from Sofyan, but wanted to take his phone.

Nella was wide-eyed, when she saw the phone that was now in her grasp.

"It's not my phone" said Nella quietly, but Rizky was able to hear it.

"really? Then, whose phone?" ask Rizky back.

Nella shook her head.

"Try your Papah phone, use my phone. Ask her," Rizky bargained, pointing her cell phone at the table.

There was no response from Nella, but the beautiful girl got an incoming message on her phone. Soon he opened it.

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From: Papah

13.03 PM

Nella, now your phone's replaced with a new one, along with the number. Your old phone Papah threw away. You don't have to ask why, you already know.

Ah sucks! But it doesn't matter either, I'll remember Nella's inner Kak Ihsan' number.

"Nella," call Rizky slowly.

"What?" Nella looked at him cynically.

"Don't I nawarin you make Papah Sofyan's phone? How are you doing in diem?" Rizky looked at Nella's face which was both looking at her. But Nella's eyes look unfriendly.

"No, thank you" he said. She lies down and pulls the blanket, Nella plays her new phone.

Still jutek, how do I melt his heart? I'm not sure Rizky's inner self.

Rizky shook her head and resumed her work in front of the laptop screen.

When should I talk to her about divorce?

Nella glanced briefly at Rizky, unbeknownst to the man of course.

But I'm lazy to talk to that perverted guy. But if I don't talk, how am I supposed to get out of this marriage?

"Enmm ... Mr Rizky, can we have a chat for a second?" nella asked hesitantly, she pulled back her body to sit down.

Rizky turned to Nella. "What conversation? Just say it." Curious, Rizky moved his laptop on the table, he also woke up and moved his seat on the mattress. But it was in Nella's sitting position. Rizky knows, his wife must feel uncomfortable when near him.

"I know ... You must be forced to marry me with your parents, just like me. I also definitely don't want this wedding. How about we get a divorce, sir?" nella's suggestion while looking into Rizky's perfectly rounded eyes.

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