(Former) Prince's Wife
015

"Mas, can I stay here?"

"But you can't stay long."

"I am one."

"All right."

I passed by after coming home from the kitchen, overhearing their conversation, my ex-husband's guest.

I don't know why Mas Amir's face is so stiff. Like not wanting to take off Mbak Aini at his uncle's house.

Usually in six months Ma'am Aini will stay, when there is a meeting between the families. Sometimes also accompany me who was alone left for weeks by Mas Indra.

Is there something wrong with Aini?

Did Mama Aini have any further pain?

I have to give him support.

They didn't leave me in hard times. I can't leave them at hard times either.

Amir finally came home. Very early in the morning. After the morning prayers with Mas Indra.

That guy's a real good licker.

Take a shower before dawn and go to the mosque with nimble.

Even this dzuhur, without being told, Mas Indra went to pray to the mosque.

"Munafic," I muttered as I looked at Mas Indra who had drifted away on his motorcycle.

The mosque here is in the village. Must be out of the palace complex.

Is there a mosque in the palace?

Yep. But for women. The men must gather outside. Mix with the people around.

Even now, I like everyone.

Freedom of opinion he said.

Pray, or not. Not too shaken.

He said the prayer was a worship between servants and God that should not be offended and taken care of by humans, including the Sultan.

Unlike the power of Mas Amir. That's where the Sultanate really is.

Despite being hit by riba here, the Shari'a pillar remains in power in its economy, including the shari'at taking care of the prayers of its people.

Not a single company moved when Adzan reverberated. All the men must gather in the mosque.

If there is a company that forces Muslims to work at prayer time, no responsibility, the permit is immediately revoked.

"Daddy, what are you doing?"

Ma'am Aini's voice surprised me who was sneering at the ex-husband.

"I'm confused about what to do too."

"Coconsidered? Usually this hour is ready to be a gardener," said Mbak Aini giggled amusedly.

I scratched the nape that wasn't itchy.

Is correct. Usually ba'da dzuhur I will be ready to garden. Ensure all combat equipment is in place. Then have lunch and sort out the organic waste from the dishes in the kitchen.

I do that every time Aini stays. So that he does not get bored while in the palace Mas Indra.

The big palace is not half the palace of Mbak Aini's husband.

"Think of thinking I keep staying here. Would you like to stay at Wukir Palace?"

Oh. I just thought so. Turns out Aini's one frequency with me.

I never stayed in that big house. During these three years, staying in the village alone can be counted fingers. Where can travel far to the neighboring country.

It turned out that I spent three years in vain.

Only treasures gathered, not with memories.

Indeed my knowledge increased as many kinds of humans I met.

Especially about mental science and self-control.

Less is just his memories. There are so few sweet memories of a creature named husband.

With Aden not much memory, I deliberately distanced himself so that he lived peacefully in his father's palace.

I don't want to go crazy for not being able to reach my son.

"An honor to me, ma'am. But there's no time yet."

"Yes. Aden's mother is busy."

My reflexes caught Aini's hands and rubbed the back of her hands.

Every time you mention the words mother and child, Ma'am Aini always feels somber. Even though his face and voice were flat.

Aini's mother smiled at me.

I breathe a sigh of relief.

Wrong can cause a dispute. Because I'm still seen as the noble prince's wife.

It's not the prince's ex-wife who is no longer tied down.

"Let's eat, Mommy."

"Aren't you waiting for your husband?"

I almost swatted my cheek if I didn't remember the science of politeness.

Husband. People who have been a week become ex. No need to obey him, including waiting for him to eat.

I had to put on a stupid smile. As if forgetting that there is a husband to be considered.

"Mas Indra definitely doesn't mind. Let's eat first. Earlier this morning there was a message to attend an event in the western village."

Ma'am Aini who heard my reason, mangut-mangut understand. No more asking and we started to have lunch.

The corner of my eye twitched. Glanced at the figure that almost reached the main doorknob.

Mas Indra rewinded his steps when I issued an excuse that made him not supposed to show up until the afternoon.

The silhouette disappeared and moved away.

I laughed in my heart.

This morning Mas Indra was very keen to lick Mas Amir. Did not have breakfast because it was very enthusiastic to deliver Mas Amir to the airport.

Waiting for the plane to get into the radar where Mas Amir's power is.

Let him starve. Who told you all night so presumptuous.

Sleeping hugging me.

"Don't make trouble. If we don't look harmonious, then Mommy and Mas you ask. They have a sixth sense to redeem the door ahead there."

It's not my fault I hit that guy. He even believed her naively. All night hugged like lifeless bolsters.

Very close to his deck.

I cursed myself who fell asleep very quickly when I met an island called mattress.

After having a meal together with Ms. Aini, we went to the kitchen. Take organic waste, which has been selected of course.

Only the fresh and fragrant aroma left in the plastic we executed.

Pave it. He then piled it directly into the ground.

Ma'am Aini is not amused at all when moving waste fertilizer into the soil. Mix it with the crumbs we just blender.

Even the big lady was holding a worm.

Still strange in my view because there was no look of disgust on his face.

"Mak Aini is so brave."

"Haha. Not really. It's not dangerous. If it's dangerous, it's terrible."

"Take it too."

We grow vegetables while having a light conversation.

It is not unusual for the Mas Indra family to eat dishes directly without preservatives, including chemical sprays.

The difference is that I made some of the back garden as a vegetable garden. The vegetable garden has its own place. Behind the building.

"Sir, how about tonight we go outside? One-time new mom's not a night walk here?"

I remember that day. Because it is only one time Ma'am Aini came out of the palace to walk the streets. Usually only in the palace. Doing the garden work I showed you.

Aini seemed to think for a moment.

His eyes glanced at the opinion of his female aide.

When the woman nodded. Aini nodded as well.

"I'm curious about the night here."

"I showed you good places, Ma'am. Hope not to disappoint!"

"Sip!"

I was relieved to finally get out of this golden cage.

After making sure Aden is safe, I immediately greeted the presence of Mbak Aini in front of his room.

Look at that soft face.

As if I never got angry.

I hope there are no obstacles on the way tonight!

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