DIVORCE PAPERS
Injured and Injured

The car drove in silence, Tika was still engrossed in enjoying the hustle and bustle of the streets with his silence. Arka tried to melt the atmosphere by inviting to talk, she diverted the discussion about fun things and even asked her to joke, but Tika still seemed reluctant to make peace with him. the beautiful woman remained comfortable in the silence of a thousand languages. This eventually made Arka give up. He was never in a position like this. During Tika's time as his wife, Tika was always cheerful, joking with laughter and affection. He never sulks, even he will say crisp words to respond to things he does not like.

The car stops in front of a favorite luxury restaurant Arka and Tika. Arka rushed out of her car after removing her seatbelt and making sure her car was parked properly. He wants to be romantic by opening the car door for the woman he tries to love again. But her steps were held back, Tika got out of her luxury car by throwing the car door a little hard just before Arka grabbed the car door handle to jerk, not expecting if Tika's anger still continues. Not to mention the gathering of his consciousness, Tika's steps had already darted towards the door of the restaurant. Arka also rubbed his face rough, he caught up with Tika and hugged her waist friendly, Tika did not refuse, she continued to walk casually. Arka was a little calm even though her heart was in the fog like a storm.

Tika nodded her takzdim towards the female visitors who were looking intimately at her. He commented on his thin, suave smile as if they were Tika's boutique customers. Arka glanced at Tika with the tail of her eyes, a sense of calm permeating the recesses of her heart. He could see the mother of his baby was like the beginning again, friendly, soft and cheerful. The two stepped onto their favorite seat in the right corner near the still-empty window. Like a waiter, Arka pulled a chair and let the woman in the broad veil sit down. The words of thanks sound so soothing to the man whose feelings are uncomfortable, like someone who offers a glass of water when the middle is so thirsty, fresh.

A waiter came to ask the menu that both wanted. Tika orders her favorite and Arka. Arka nodded as Tika asked for her approval.

"I'm sorry, dad, am I? Said Arka quietly as the waiter passed by leaving their table.

The man's hands were crumpling Tika's right hand which was on the table. Tika turned her head, the wide-veiled woman pulled the corner of her lips to create a sweet smile curvature that reassures the heart.

The woman who is still valid with the status of wife put her left hand in the hand of her husband while nodding surely.

"Sorry mother is always available as wide as the ocean for father, makanya mother can not hate father, but if again dongkol so khilaf deh, so can serem kayak earlier". Tika chuckles so does Arka.

Arka was about to open her mouth when the restaurant waiter brought their order menu. The two let go of their link with each other's blushing lyrics.

"Later to talk again, now we execute the dish in front of us until it runs aground so that strong arguments". Take Tika while pulling down her eyebrows teasing Arka, Arka responded with a small chuckle

Tika deliberately thawed the atmosphere in various ways so that Arka could be as relaxed as possible. She realized that her badmood had greatly affected the psychology of her husband who was not good.

Two people who are different from this establishment, enjoy a dish that is so tempting, he said, they eat it using hands that move agilely move rice along side dishes and vegetables served to their mouths that do not stop chewing grind food to the toilet.

Tika was stunned when suddenly a palm full of food approached Tika's lips that were chewing her last mouth. His eyes glanced at the owner of the hand with a frown and a slightly slanted face, his mouth still tightly clenched.

Arka nodded, her hand gradually drawing closer, hoping that his wife's mouth would immediately take a bribe from her hand.

Hypnotized, Tika opened her mouth enjoying the mouthful from the hand of the man she adored so much. Every soft touch of the hands of the husband's burly hand he means a very meaningful thing. Perhaps this was the last mouthful that would be a memory of its own for him.

Within seconds the food filled Tika's mouth. He chewed slowly while turning to hide the growing sadness, his eyes were heating up but he tried his hardest to hold the saltwater that was about to burst from the corner of his net.

Arka smiled widely after successfully feeding Tika. He immediately finished his meal without realizing the wife who chewed the food he liked with a cloudy face holding back the cry.

Tika got up from her seat, she bailed to the toilet with a hoarse voice. Arka answered with a nod without looking. He was still busy finishing his food which still left some more bribes.

Tika walked quickly to the toilet, her crying broke when she was already inside the toilet. Luckily, the toilet was quiet so she freely let out her cries. He doesn't know what he's dealing with. If he does not want to part with Arka, Arka has stated that he is willing to continue his household even though he is not in love. Arka asks for a second chance and will learn to love her again.

He was eager to agree to Arka's request, even really wanted to give a second chance. But, his fear made him refuse and reluctant to give the opportunity to present love in the heart of the man who is still very much in demand. He was very afraid that Arka was depressed because she had to step in the household with an unloved wife, she was afraid to be the husband's unloved wife, trapped in a roaring jealous mood, and, he was afraid of betrayal. He really never wanted to be in a position to share a husband or even cheated on. On the one hand, he was shackled by his love for Arka, not willing to part with her. On the other hand, the fear of being let down and wasas was only considered a display wife made the salty flood from her eyes pour out profusely.

Long enough, Tika struggled with the turmoil of his mind that was increasingly rampant to tear his principles and firmness. Many times he took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, gathering thousands of energies to make his soul more peaceful and the turmoil of his brain calmer. He washed his face many times to remove any trace of tears from the image of his heart wound. He did not want Arka to know that he was crying because the feeling of haru and hurt appeared together when Arka's hand outstretched to feed him. Then polished the face in such a way that the powder of his beloved was perfectly covered because of the crying that he could not control earlier.

Arka smiled to welcome the arrival of the wife. Tika returned her smile and behaved accordingly as possible. Before shaking her butt back, Tika apologized for taking too long in the toilet. Arka nodded small.

"Mother, are you really not willing to give me a second chance?". Arka asked with a little fear, worried Tika was angry again.

Beyond Arka's expectations, Tika smiled which in Arka's vision was very sweet and soothing.

" Mother will be honest with father about something that may not be thought of in the mind of father, but this is very important". Tika said firmly without answering the Arka question that he had asked me how many times.

Arka narrowed her eyes, she was very curious about what Tika would reveal to her.