DIVORCE PAPERS
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Arka was stuck in his study, after the congregational dawn prayer in the mosque not far from his home he chose to enter his study. Her head was filled with questions that Tika asked last night. The question rang in his ears. Basically not a question that is difficult to answer but Arka who is still trying to find the best way to return Tika to her mother and her sister Farhan as her guardian. He realized that there was no way to avoid the wounds that had definitely scratched the heart of the person who had loved him so much. His respect for the mother-in-law also made her courage shrink to say words that might have a profound effect on the psyche of the mother-in-law whom she knew as a gentle and wise mother. Arka gently scowled her forehead and the base of her nose, hoping to ease the pain in her throbbing head getting stronger.

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Arka and Farhan had already left for their respective offices. As usual Tika and Sifa drove Arka to her car while chatting like a happy family who was not in a state of trouble.

Tika sat on the porch of her house for a moment. He looked at the flowers neatly arranged on the front porch of his house. The flowers are arranged in such a way on a special shelf where flowers of various models and sizes, neatly lined adorn a fairly spacious terrace combined with a small garden on the left right side of the yard. The left mini park is equipped with a fountain and fish pond that is beautified with ornamental plants that have dangled tendrils and rocks of various types and shapes and various colors. The garden chairs surrounding a round table interlaced with umbrella-shaped shade that lies between the waterfall and the fish pond sweeten the place. Reminds the nuances of the beautiful countryside and very pampering the eyes. While the small garden on the right side is also no less interesting, the order of various ornamental plants and colorful flowers combined with a saung size of 2MX2M shaped low stage which side made like a fence carved flowers as high as the waist of adults. The floor of the saung is a thick carpet patterned with green leaves with small red and yellow flowers. There is a long table made of wood with a table cover in the form of carpet that is patterned in line with the carpet used as a base that is held on the saung floor.

His eyes turned to the figure of a little girl who ran to and fro chasing butterflies that nimbly perched from one flower to another. Although not a large garden in the yard of Tika's house is very beautiful so invite various animals that love flowers to visit there. There was no sedu sedan but a speck of clear bulir that escaped from his eye peluk already expressed how much his heart bore lara. That's Tika. She momentarily felt like an evil mother, a selfish mother who acted without thinking about the feelings of the 5-year-old boy in the future. Tika seems to be a mother figure who cares more about the comfort of herself and the father of her child. Indeed, he could still give Sifa a whole family. Arka had been willing to sacrifice herself to survive a married life with her, ignoring her love that was no longer there for her. With willingness his heart is willing to freely build a household with people who no longer have love for him. So, Sifa will still enjoy the complete affection of both parents. But again, Tika felt unable to survive with all forms of falsehood. His determination was strong to end the story of his household with the Ark he loved so much.

"You're not going to the boutique, son?". Tanya Pure Bu disperse the barrage of words that continued to snare in Tika's mind.

Pure Ma'am was sitting on a chair located in front of Tika with a small table as the barrier. His gaze was straight forward following Sifa's nimble motion which was so funny chasing butterflies and dragonflies flying around him. The little girl looked carefree, she laughed loosely and occasionally cheered happily.

Tika turned her head, looked at her mother and smiled meaningfully and then looked back at her only child who was still busy with her cheerfulness.

"A little while, ma'am. Tika had to check the quality of the materials that had just come this morning. Ensure orders are in accordance with consumer demand and are delivered on schedule. Tika must also check the stock of materials is in accordance with the order to enter". Tika brightly without turning away from her sight.

"Hm....You should reduce your activity, do not be too busy. According to Sifa's mother also grew up, it seems like she deserves a sister so she has a playmate". Mrs Pure expressed her heart.

"Yes ma'am" replied Tika briefly. A wry smile rose from his lips.

The young mother's heart was pinched, there was a pulse of pain squeezing her chest. He still can not tell the condition of his household that is not okay. Tika is waiting for Arka's readiness to return herself to her mother.

Little Sifa approached the mother with sweat. Her sweet smile and sparkling clear eyes made anyone would stare anxiously at her.

Tika pulled the baby and hugged him tightly, feeling peaceful swallowing his soul. Fucked the forehead and cheeks of the child who thrashed and laughed amusedly.

"Bun, Sifa wants avocado juice and fruit SOP". Said Sifa, looking at the bead of the mother's eyes.

"Okay princess, I'll make you something special. Wait a minute, yeah!". Tika replied excitedly as she gently pinched the little girl's grey hooded nose.

"Okay, little princess is waiting." Kelakar Sifa turned to her grandmother.

Tika had already moved from her seat when Mbok Sarmi emerged from behind the door with three delicious avocado juices neatly arranged on the tray she was carrying and placed on the table.

"Here is the avocado juice ndoro putri". Say mbok Sarmi invites happy twinkle clear eyes Sifa.

"Thank you mbok".

"Thank you mbok".

The mother and son spoke together, making everyone laugh.

Sifa immediately reached out her hand taking two glasses of avocado juice and tossed her a glass of juz from her right hand towards the grandmother.

"Thank you, sweet grandson". Said the grandmother while stroking Sifa's chubby cheeks. Sifa nodded and smiled pretentiously.

Everyone was amused to witness the behavior of Sifa, a friendly and cheerful little girl.

All three enjoy avocado juice made by mbok Sarmi with orgy. While Mbok Sarmi is back busy with his activities again.

"Bun, yesterday Sifa saw dad pick up a big suitcase from the warehouse. Where are you going?". Sifa asked suddenly, making the atmosphere become quiet.