
Speaking of Anindya's ex-husband, Mas Nirwan is an ordinary man but born from a family that is quite in the neighborhood where he lives.
It used to be quite there, but now everything has changed.
Since the divorce case with the ex-wife, the wheel seems to change, spinning very drastically.
Mas Nirwan is not a man who is said to be as successful as before, changing the course of time. Mas Nirwan already has his own family, is married, already has cute children.
His wife used to be quite an economy, but everything is not like it used to be.
Ever since they had a baby, everything seemed to change very drastically. He never thought, the economy was gradually not okay.
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Anin always remembered where she came from? given the long journey, the events that make a broken heart, to fall as a fall.
Nothing else is not a Divorce event, even though it is not what I want, it still remains in the depths of his heart.
Farewell that can not be avoided, Anin can only surrender to accept the fate of God. That they are not a match, find nothing in common to the point that they live together in just a few days.
Being a resident of the orphanage with his sisters is also still imprinted in the heart, although now he has come out of the orphanage, and can live independently better than before.
Starting as OG, Anin now gets a better place, and he can handle his salary to cover his daily needs during his stay in Jakarta.
Cindy Septiana is called Nindy, the woman who became Anin's best friend from the beginning of the struggle until they were at the most comfortable point today.
Everything was the result of his hard work so far, not easy indeed, but all his hard work that he had to pass from Zero until he got his most comfortable position at this time.
"Kok daydreaming, why?" asked Nindy who was curious about the change in her attitude Anin who suddenly silent a thousand languages.
"E-nothing Ndy thought of the sisters in the orphanage alone, already misses also did not meet them." Anin's alibi who did not want her best friend to know what Anin was thinking.
Nindy knows Anin well, there must be something hidden. Not wanting to interfere too deeply, Nindy chose to return to work, except Anin herself who wanted to tell her about the problems she was thinking about.
Nindy was only able to glance at the face of her best friend, many times trying to divert to the computer screen, the change in the nose of her face is very clear is not okay.
"Go home to Anin!" take Nindyi who has started tidying up her workbench, and tidying the papers scattered on the table.
"Nindy's eyes were glanced at her best friend, Anin."
"Okay, I'm sorted out too." said Anin began to clean up his things.
"Very much sadness on his face."
They are already in the bassement, it is very quiet just a few public vehicles are staying in the parking lot.
Without a word spoken on the lips of the two, they had already darted away leaving his parking lot. In the car he was riding had split the streets of the capital, the afternoon before the night traffic began to fill with four wheels.
Including Anin, and Nindy who was trapped in the capital's traffic jam that began to bustle, smoothly. But there is only silence between the two, preoccupied with each other's thoughts.
Sometimes Nindy glanced at Anin, no response. Nindy starts not paying attention to her best friend, focusing on the gadget in her hands.
Anin chose to focus on the streets, despite knowing Nindy was paying attention to her. So unwilling to have his concentration split, focus is the goal for driving safety.
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"The al."
Back sounding the car horn, inside was very dizzy with the passing of vehicles that mill around in front, back, side.
Just as the gods have arrived home with fatigue that still continues, business trips, and now have just arrived home almost Maghrib reverberate.
After resting for a while, the God rose to go to his room to clean his body out of the house. Tiredness immediately lost flushed air shower that soaked all over his body, it feels plong like splashed ice water.
"Mom's night." say hello God a short peek mommy Widya cheek or mommy Retha (it's the same person ya hehehe).
"God is smiling."
"Look, it was overtime again." Mom Widya wants to know why her son came home ahead of the Maghrib.
"Mommy Retha hugged her son."
"Yes a little Mom!" said the god while hugging his mommy back.
The god continued to wrestle spoiled with mommy Widya, so potent Mom herself until the head bobbles. Not knowing what else to look like, indulgence really remembers the little God first.
"In mommy Retha's happy heart, her son is still warm, although he is still an adult, not shy of spoiling."
"Why hmm?" ask mommy Widya who rubs gently her son's hair, the caress of affection is able to meninabobokan God.
"Want like this for a minute!" god answered while closing his eyelids, his head also mendusel-dusel in the stomach of the mommy.
Mommy Widya just resigned to the indulgence of her son, despite being an adult like a child, just like a child still in school.
Swipe after a gentle swab is able to make God fall asleep with a distinctive snoring sound, snoring that indicates that he is sound in the soft caress of his mommy hand.
Mommy Widya smelled a smile seeing her eldest son soundly, only able to shake his head with his indulgence.
"Who hmm? ask Papa Tito who just came down the stairs.
" Papa Tito's signature style with casual clothes."
"God Pa!" answer's short.
"Tumben is spoiled." chirped in wonder at the change in attitude of his son.
"Mommy Widya also just put her shoulders aside, a sign of not understanding the change of her son."
Not debating the change of God, now Papa Tito is sitting next to his wife. Started to wrestle spoiled in his wife's arms, repeatedly giving a brief kiss.
"Then look at the Pa."
"Let it be lawful, my dear Mom, my beloved wife forever."
They laugh little by holding hands, as if knowing to channel their love feelings to the couple.
Even though he is not young anymore, it does not mean they do not want to enjoy his time for both of them. They will always take advantage of the right momentum, in order to spend time for both.
Mom Retha is proud to feel in need with two men who are with her, especially the husband who is increasingly showing romance despite the age of marriage months in a matter of months.