Happy After Divorce
Section 24

After chatting for a while with mom, God chose to say goodbye first to enter his room.

After cleaning his body, God has dressed casually with boxer pants that cover part of his body.

Paying attention to his checkered stomach makes him smile, not in vain join the game brings the results of that position.

On his bed God could not close his eyelids at all, his mind was always ringing the words of the Mom.

Even sleeping position he had changed, still not able to close his eyelids that were already heavy because of drowsiness.

Why is it so hard to close these eyes? though already sleepy, tired of wanting to rest ahhh si al!

God continues to look for a comfortable position, supine, slanted, prone everything God has done to get comfort in resting.

At 3 am just before God can be closed with a position hugging the bolster, with his distinctive voice.

Tok Tok's...

"Wa, going to the office? it's 7 in the morning." Mom Retha repeatedly knocked on her son's door, repeatedly there was no answer from within.

The god is still immersed in his dream world, unaware that the mother is trying to awaken him. As a result the God is still not budging, still comfortable in his sleeping position.

After waking up the son with no answer, Mom Retha chose to return to the dinner table and her husband was waiting for her to have breakfast together.

"Where's ma from?" ask her husband who has been sitting in a chair, various dishes have been presented on the dining table.

"Her room is Dewa Pa." replied Mom Retha who had just sat her butt on the chair.

"Why ma?" the question is a little curious, because usually the gods are neat or even have left first to the office.

"That's waking up the Pa God, probably because of the exhaustion of business travel. So Mama woke up there was no answer from the inside, yes Mama has come back here!!" Said his wife explained the chronology of her why to his son's room, there must be a reason alone as well .

"Papa Arman was just a beard to hear his wife's story, and now I understand God is still tired."

"Just let him rest, let the office handle Rano and Papa." Papa Arman.

"Thank you Pa!"

They continued to eat breakfast together only the sound of the twang of the cutlery clashing with the plate. There was no chatter, they enjoyed their breakfast quietly.

After breakfast they do their own activities, Papa Arman has left for the office, while Mom Retha is still at home and ready to go to Arisan with her friends.

At 11 noon God had just wriggled his body, his eyes narrowed to see the slightly different atmosphere of his room.

Daylight sunlight entered the cracks of his bedroom window, initially leaving it alone because it was still sleepy, still wanting to sleep until the sound of a new cock crow he would wake up.

The scorching sunlight that entered his room made him curious, what is it?

The god opened his eyelids perfectly, seeing the clock still lying on the nightstand making his eyeballs perfectly round.

"What 12 o'clock!"

Want to enjoy a day of lazing in the room, the more comfortable close the blanket on his body. Forgetting a moment of office business, and choosing to rest his body which is very tired due to business trips to various countries.

At 1day God had just moved from his bed, finished bathing and dressed new God came down because the worms in his stomach had asked to be filled.

"Morning mbok." said God who was standing behind the mbok who arranged his lunch menu.

"It's noon den, look already at 1. it should be noon mbok den." cerocos simbok who has finished arranging food.

"Hahahaha simbok mah, right I deliberately want to tease the symbok so that the symbok let stay young, and beautiful like the artist Luna Maya." chirpak Dewa who likes to tease the symbok, because the symbok is like his own family, already considered family.

They throw jokes at each other, occasionally laughing, until the belly of God sounds naughty worms. Symbok increasingly laugh at God, because of the sound of his stomach that squeals his ears.

Finally they spent the day together, they did a lot of repeating the story of the past, the time where the gods were still small, still in foster care the same symbiotic.

God had entered his study to work from home, not much he did only occasionally check incoming emails, and reply to them.

Finished with everything, God closed his eyelids to enjoy his comfortable place when he wanted to be alone, and busy because of the heaped office tasks.

His carefree work became his favorite place of the Gods, a place that made his comfort to spill his good personal problems, and work problems that required his full concentration.

In this place God began to be able to regulate his emotional, so that the people of the house do not know that he has problems, except personal affairs. Surely the Papa will know if the office is having problems, because office problems can not be covered up.

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Anin was already very hungry this morning, her stomach just kept ringing out loud, the work piled up she ignored.

It's not irresponsible, but the hunger makes it hard for me to concentrate on anything.

"Nindy, how long the hours of rest yes I'm hungry, man long again." Anin said look clear, holding his stomach that began to be unpleasant to work with.

"Propay is not yet the time."

"Let's work again, so we can divert the existing sense,"

The pain of an earlier marriage that cannot be imagined, or repeated.

Anin is still engrossed in her imaginary world, her past world. Time that made him have to remember the wound, which he should have buried deeply.

Speaking of my ex-husband, I don't know how he is? after the verdict hearing first, I have not greeted each other either through social media, or met in person.

Ahhh why do I even think of the ex, instead of him just the past, will never be my future.

"Do you like to travel everywhere? I'm tired of waiting for you to talk cake, or if the cake isn't still that I'm badmood." Nindy said with a snack mode continues to leak no dots, commas, or points.

"Let's eat it's time." Invite Anin who has held the hand of his best friend, do not want to waste time rest if you continue to respond to Nindy who is in snack mode.

They did not go hand in hand, although reluctantly Nindy tailed behind Anin occasionally playing the gadget he held.

The look in his eyes never separated from the gadget he saw, according to him gadgets are more fun than lunch.