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Now I'm confused where to go, there's no purpose. Until there was a call from Ezharion, my best friend who is a famous artist.

"Fey, where are you now?"

"I'm on the road again."

"Where are you going?"

I kept quiet, not knowing what to answer.

"I heard you were kicked out of Wikra, do you have a purpose?"

"I have no destination" I replied, looking down.

"You stay there, let me pick you up."

"All right," I said.

Phone's off, I'm asking to stop by the side of the road. Waiting for Ez to come while holding my stomach, I was hungry and my head was dizzy. The age of this content will soon enter 4 months.

Very late in knowing the age of the womb, meaning I was pregnant when the marriage was only 3 months old. At that time Wikra still hated me so much and his attitude was rude. Lucky this kid's okay.

I suspect this girl because it is so calm, I do not experience symptoms of pregnant women. Only my portion of food is more to fatter.

I think my stomach's a little distended because most of it's eating, it turns out there's a Wikra kid in here. Lips smile. Imagining a happy life with a Wikra-like child, it seems incredible.

Shortly after the car approached me, a tall man wearing a mask got out of the car. Looking left and right is afraid that someone will recognize.

"Ez, aren't you busy?"

"I was busy until I canceled all the schedules to pick you up, chepet in."

Ezharion took my suitcase, put it in the trunk. I'll be in the front seat immediately. Wear your seat belt relaxed.

"I'm going to teach Wikra a lesson, let me beat her up in front of you!"

I held Ezharion's hand on the steering wheel, stopping her turning back to Wikra's house. I'm shaking.

"He's married to Yumna, what can I do? Ah, the world is like gini. You don't have to be angry."

"From time you were crazy, Fei! Can you relax when your husband is captured j*lang?!"

"You want him to be like anyone I don't care about, who I care about whether he loves me or not. He said he would not fall in love with me even if there were children. Then I should give up, right?"

Ezharion was silent for a moment, his head turned completely. Seeing me with a frown. "You're pregnant and Wikra's still divorcing you?"

I exhaled a heavy breath before answering his question. "Wikra didn't know I was pregnant."

"Why don't you know?"

"absolutely insane! Guys like he should be taught a lesson!"

"God, Ez. I'm tired and laper. I gave up on him, didn't want to be in touch anymore."

"If so, where do you plan to live?"

"Wikra gave me a lot of money, enough for me to live together with my son. I want to find a place far from Jakarta and live a quiet life."

Ezharion was silent for a moment. Seemed thinking.

"I have Bude in East Lampung, the coast, where it's quiet and comfortable. Do you want to go there? Let all my slaves take care of your labor."

I nodded, happy to have a friend like Ezhar who is always reliable. We headed to the restaurant before we drove me to the airport.

Goodbye to Jakarta, goodbye Wikra. I feel guilty for not sharing with Wikra's mother. I'll send a message before I leave.

"After getting off the plane, someone will pick you up."

"Yes, I understand. Thanks a lot for the help."

"If there's anything you should call me."

"He.emhaha. Oh yeah, if Wikra asks where I am, please don't tell."

Hearing that Ezhar fell silent. Their relationship is not good. Ezhar was the one who opposed my marriage to Wikra. He said the arrogant guy doesn't suit me. But I insist on still accepting matchmaking.

They also fight a lot because Wikra doesn't treat me well.

"Ah, Wikra can't possibly have me. If that's what I'm going to do, good-bye Ez."

I waved, heading towards the gate of the domestic flight.

"Lebaran later I will ngunjungin you," he said a little shouting.

"I wait, don't forget to bring souvenirs."

I left, leaving the past with no intention of returning. Hoping to have a new, exciting life with my son. Without wishing to be with Wikra or to depend on her family again.

After all before marriage I had a job, which was to translate Mandarin books. Also, the money Wikra gave us was more than enough to fund our children's schools and colleges.

I thought everything was going well, even though Ahin was accused of being Ezharion's illegitimate son. We were evasive after Ezhar brought Wikra and me divorce papers.

Ahin's status was clear in the eyes of the community, we did not care about sloping talk anymore and lived quietly.

Seeing Ahin grow up and look like Wikra makes me so happy. I thought happiness was eternal. It turns out that God made me have to think early about death.

The question is, if I die, who takes care of Ahin? Budenya Ez is old. It can't be Ez because he's single. I kept thinking until I thought back to my mother Wikra's affection.