DIVORCE PAPERS
Presentiments

Tika prepared all the needs of her husband, then went down to help mbok Sarmi prepare breakfast for her small family, her mother was helping her favorite granddaughter clean her bedroom.

Food with various side dishes and also bread and besides equipped with 3 glasses of milk and 2 cups of coffee has been neatly arranged on a round dining table made of teak wood. Farhan, Tika's younger brother was already seen sitting waiting for the other residents of the house to enjoy his breakfast. He came home late last night after finishing his overtime job. Soon after, Murni's mother Tika and her grandson Sifa joined the dinner table. Sifa already looks fresh and neat with a brown robe and matching hijab that makes anyone anxious.

"Beautiful little girl this uncle, has taken a bath yet, huh?".Farhan pulled over his little niece's nose with a seductive smile.

"Oh this uncle, Sifa is already as beautiful as a gini angel who is said to have not taken a bath, anyway". Sifa was greeted by laughter from her uncle, mother and grandmother.

"What a beautiful father's son". Arka had suddenly appeared stroking his son's head and peeping his forehead. Sifa laughed happily and hugged her father's neck while giving a sweet kiss on the cheek of her beloved man.

"Whose son was it? daddy's special daughter".Sifa exclaimed while working on her cute eyes.

Back the laughter broke. Arka stroked her little daughter with anxiety, Tika deftly served her husband and her little girl according to the menu they wanted. The warm conversation continued amid the breakfast activity that morning. Bu Murni asked about the development of work in the office on Arka and Farhan. He also studied the development of both Tika boutiques, a routine he always did to monitor the busyness of his sons and daughters.

Tika smiled wryly at the warmth of her family, her heart breaking remembering her husband's words last night. His mother loved Arka. His daughter Sifa loved her father very much. Tika still can't believe Arka wants to end her household hammock which has no crack at all. His eyes condensed, a clear grain almost falling at the end of his eyes. Hurriedly wiped it out, afraid that his turmoil was realized by the others. He swallowed the food he had taken by force to impress that he was enjoying his breakfast. Without realizing it a pair of eyes were looking at him with a frown.

After breakfast, Farhan grabs his mother's hand and kisses her. Then he approached his only nephew holding him and kissing his cheek makes the little boy blissfully have a handsome uncle who loves him very much. Not to forget also Farhan said goodbye to his two brothers by kissing the hand of his only sister and his sister-in-law. Farhan had great respect for his two brothers and always prayed for the good of his brother's household.

Tika rushed to help mbok Sarmi clean the dining table and take her husband's briefcase, and deliver her husband's departure is a routine that he always does.

After Farhan left, Arka approached her mother and daughter who were sitting in the living room. For a moment he was stunned, his chest felt claustrophobic realizing how selfish he wanted his household ark to end soon. Her in-laws loved her so much, her little girl was always carefree as well. His wife never once let him down, nor his sister-in-law can always be proud of and have great respect for him. His chest is increasingly crowded realize he is the person responsible if the household heresy will have to run aground. His brain became boiling, his mind was in a state of turmoil and his head felt heavy. His eyes closed hoping that bad things would not happen in his family's life if his position as head of the household should end as he wanted. Highlight the astonished eyes of the old woman who had noticed Arka's strange behavior until she stepped foot into the living room. There were many questions from inside his head, as if he was getting an unpleasant premonition related to the household relationship of his son-in-law.

"Dad left already?". Tanya Sifa while squandering her father's embrace. Squat arcs align themselves to welcome their children into their arms. Kissing the head and cheeks of her daughter with anxiety and mixed thoughts.

"Yes, kid. I want to go first, find a blessing.".Replied Arka with a smile. The little girl's helmet until a happy twinkle was engraved in her eyes pierced Arka's heart to the point of bleeding.

"The spirit is yes, yeah!". Reply Sifa while kissing her father's cheek

"Thank you, baby". lirih Arka kissed her daughter's forehead.

Pure Ma'am continued to pay attention to the behavior of her daughter-in-law and granddaughter, a fragile figure who tried hard in front of her daughter. But it could not escape his attention as a mother-in-law who had known him for a very long time.

Arka misbehaved to hear her in-laws question.

"I'm. I'm fine, ma'am, everything's fine".An Arka answered, not daring to look at her in-laws who were staring at her

Arka did not expect her mother-in-law to catch the wrong slide in her attitude, she failed to hide her anxiety in front of her loving in-laws.

"Sifa was just tired of facing the various projects she was working on. I do not need to worry, this mother's favorite daughter-in-law can certainly do the project well and successfully which is certainly satisfying in the eyes of consumers". Tika's words that suddenly appear carrying Arka's bag save Arka from the question that cornered Arka.

"Yes, I'm leaving soon, gih. You're late for your office!". Tika asked Arka to leave immediately.

Arka nodded with a smile towards his wife and said goodbye to her mother-in-law by kissing the superstition on the back of her hand.

"Be careful, son. Don't work too hard. Rest when tired do not force yourself". Said Bu Murni advising Arka, reciprocated nod by Arka.

Bu Murni looked at the departure of her daughter-in-law who was still carrying her grandson spoiled while chatting followed by his wife who brought her husband's briefcase. He was still not sure of the answer of the son and daughter-in-law earlier. He felt that there was something they were covering up from him. The rush of bad thoughts in his brain. His gaze still closely followed the steps of the child and his daughter-in-law until lost behind the door. Throwing his buttocks violently on the living room's soft sofa followed by a rough sigh his breath unraveled the burden of thoughts that suddenly gnawed at his old brain. A series of prayers for the good and durability of his daughter-in-law's small family was sincerely dispelling bad feelings that seemed to destroy the lives of those he loved. Unfeeling her tears were breaking, an unreasonable fear lingering in her heart made her shoulders tremble, her tears flooding her cheeks that had already begun to wrinkle with age.

Tika drove her husband to his car, Arka reached out her hand and kissed the superstition of her back, behind the head of Tika and kissed her forehead. Then Arka gave Sifa to Tika while taking the time to kiss her little daughter's cheek. Arka's hand reached out to grab the briefcase still held by Tika. Once again rubbed the head of the little girl in a brown hood, not to forget in her toel as well as her nose makes the little girl tilt her head avoiding her father's toelan while giggling.

"Dad left first yes, sweet child do not bother mother and grandmother y!". Pamit Arka with a smile

"Ready daddy". Sifa replied cheerfully and excitedly.

"Be careful, father". said Tika chimed.

Arka nodded and got into the car then sat behind the wheel while putting her briefcase on the side seat. Opened the windshield of his car, waved at his son and wife with a smile that could not be separated from his lips. His wife's son also waved back with an enthusiastic smile that was always attached to their lips as well. The sound of a horn accompanies the speed of the car moving towards the gate that has been opened by Mr. Sarmin. The old man was always quick to do his job.

Sifa came down from her mother's arms. They ran small while holding hands and chatting until they headed home.

Ms. Murni is no longer in the living room, may have entered her room to perform Dhuha prayers that she has been routinely doing. While mbok Sarmi was busy sweeping the floor.