When Talak Has Spoken

Chapter 95 New Neighbors

Hilman stared at the Goddess sharply. His patience was completely lost in the manner of the woman who had given him a boy.

“It has been two years I have been patient with all your treatment of Ajeng, just to maintain the integrity of our household,” Hilman snort already can not resist emotions.

“I just want to teach him a lesson so as not to be in our environment,” Dewi is still insistent with his argument.

“Should I say how many times, Ajeng will never disturb our household once he breaks off our engagement.”

“Because I always remind her to stay away from you,” Dewi still do not want to lose, “Bukinya until now she is not married. What is the name if you do not expect mas!”

Hilman shook his head at the stubbornness of the woman he had married and even gave her a son.

“Mama true. My decision to marry you was a mistake,” Hilman said with a piercing look at the Goddess who was surprised by what she said.

“What do mas mean say that?”

“I think with the departure of Ridwan makes you better,” Hilman shook his head, “It turns out I was wrong. You are still the Goddess I knew. Selfish!”

“I only keep what has been mine,” firmly Goddess.

“Alright, still feel right about everything you've done. You should know, not someone else who interferes with the integrity of our household. But you screwed it up yourself. I'm going to back out of this marriage,” Hilman said quietly while rubbing his face rough, “I'll take Hilda and Fathan to mama's house.”

“Mas can't do this to me!” The Goddess did not believe that Hilman would actually do it.

Not once two, Hilman reminded him not to disturb Ajeng's life and related it to their household problems, But Dewi considered Hilman only threatening and unlikely to do so, they have a son who is only 3 months old.

“For so long I have been patient with your attitude,” Hilman looked at him sharply, “Sorry, now my patience has run out.”

Once the two had reached the residence, Hilman quickly descended. He does not want to continue to follow the selfishness of the Goddess who always wants to win alone.

“Mbak Rani ...” Hilman called babby sitter Fathan who was holding her young son .

“Yes Sir,” the young woman in uniform quickly came before him.

“Call mbak Ana here as soon as possible,” Hilman immediately grabbed his little son who looked like a henchman so in his arms.

That same afternoon Hilman took his son and Hilda to his mother's house and the two nannies who accompanied his children.

Dewi was stunned to realize the departure of Hilman who wanted to pull himself away from the marriage that made it crowded. He wants the Goddess to realize his mistake and change his attitude better.

But if the opportunity he gave did not make the Goddess learn and improve, then the last way is to separate, even though he knew it was hated by God.

...

Bisma looked at Ajeng who was casually enjoying his meal while joking with Lala. He was not exhausted, how Ajeng faced Hilman's wife who cursed him in the crowd.

There is no sadness or upset, his attitude is so calm when dealing with women who are trying to drop their pride.

He himself was angry at the deed of the Goddess. He wanted to beat Hilman for letting his wife make a mess in the crowd. If it didn't exist, I don't know what would have happened.

“What woman is still bothering you?” Bhishma couldn't hold back her curiosity any longer.

“Who?” Ajeng looked at Bisma as soon as he finished cleaning his daughter's mouth with ice cream.

“Your ex-wife,” Bhishma refuses to mention Hilman's name.

“Mother, was my shopping brother .... “ Lala recounted the excitement with her father who responded to Ajeng with a smile.

He himself saw his two daughters hands carrying several paper bags, as well as the Bhishma whose hands were full of tent with which he himself did not know what it contained.

“Do not get used to giving something that is not useful for Lala,” said Ajeng slowly but sharply as they walked side by side towards the car.

“I just want to pay all the time by accompanying Lala and meet what she needs,” Bisma diplomacy answer the words Ajeng, “If the mother wants, I will do my best.”

Ajeng immediately heard the words of Bhishma. He is not interested in responding to it. Because at the ends of it Bhishma will ask him to come back together.

....

The smile of Bhishma grew as soon as she heard Lala's voice in the night before she closed her eyes. Just yesterday he was spending time with his little family, but it feels like he already misses coming back.

That morning Bisma was enjoying the breakfast that had been prepared by Bu Rumah. He was very excited to live his days. Even though he and his small family are still separated by space and time, but smooth communication is never absent even chatting with his little daughter even though only through a mobile phone.

Although the communication created with Ajeng is still rigid, but he is grateful. His usual flat face was now friendlier than he had been. Bhishma was sure that one day he could knock down the still solid wall between the two of them.

“Wah, aden more spirit now,” bu Rutum also happy to realize his employer who is now more familiar is not as I was before.

“Alhamdulillah ma'am, my relationship and Lala's bond are getting better,” Bhishma answered frankly.

“Thank God den. May there be a bright spot,” bu Rutum also wish the best for Bhishma, “How about that beautiful doctor?”

Bisma scrunched up her eel as Bu Rumum asked dr. Siska to him, while he himself has closed their communication, although sometimes office activities make him have to meet with dr. Siska and Wirya Dinata.

“I have nothing to do with her ma'am,” firmly Bhishma.

He did not want his art to violate the closeness of those who were just ordinary acquaintances while studying in the country of King Charles.

The bell's sound stopped the conversation. Bisma quickly finished her breakfast to coincide with a wall clock that chimed 7 times.

Bu Rumumkan immediately ahead to open the door.

Bisma still enjoys a coffee that lives half a glass. The sound of the steps getting closer made him look.

“Good morning mas... “ that spoiled voice took him by surprise.

He looked at Siska who was walking behind Bu Rumah with a bushel in her hand.

“Please Den, ma'am doctor ... “ bu Rutum realized Bhishma's sharp gaze towards her seeing the guest who came with her.

“I'm here because there are no breakfast friends at home,” Siska said in a spoiled tone, “Nih, breakfast I have prepared .... “

“Sorry I have breakfast,” Bisma resists firmly, “Why should doctor Siska serepot this?”

“Aguh mas, we are neighbors. We are close when we are abroad. No pa-pa, is it good to have a friend?” Siska did not respond to Bhishma's objections to her attitude.

“Temple?” Bhishma was inexhaustible with the young woman he had avoided.

“That side house is mine. Just moved on Saturday. I was invited, but did not come.”

***Don't be angry with author y\, it won't be a big deal. Happy end definitely. The Otor is afraid of being bullied. Sweetheart always ....Happy Weekends.***