Humiliated Husband Family
Chapters. 39. The Beginning of My Success.

"Waalaikum Salam's. Miss, Azura!"

These three people sat down again after answering their greetings. There were two men and one woman besides me.

"So, your name is, Azura Scarf. But in the pen name became Azura HL. Is that right?" ask one of the writers who will be my partner. He is, Afika Baharuddin. One of the talented screenwriters. Where, the script has been made several times television shows.

"Yes, Ma'am. Please guidance, because I am still very new in the world of literacy and script writing," said I.

"You're very humble, script, Miss Azura we've seen. And it was neat, the contents were interesting. Where possible, if the beginner can be like this. Isn't it?" Ma'am Afika praised me and even asked for support from others.

The three comrades who became my team, nodded in agreement. Thank God, I thank you many times in my heart. I can't believe they are so kind and friendly. When I got here, alone, I was worried. I guess, these seniors will be sniffy or arrogant. It turns out, it was all just my worry.

Thanks, God. YOU, launched all my wishes and also my intentions.

Long story short, we made the script of a religious drama series that will be played during the holy month of Ramadan next year.

The script is complete, approved by Production House. Got a welcome from the private television that will be a broadcast container. The money came in when my first drama series started filming.

I invited, Dina and my two children and the nanny came to attend the Thanksgiving event. Tumpeng cutting for the first filming in one of the Villa Lembang Bandung area.

"Congratulations, Madam Azura. Acc is very tight. The signing process is not difficult and quick. All, because the script we made was very interesting."

"That's all because, Madam Azura joined us. The script we made is very emejing," kelakar from Bang Anwar and Mbak Fatin. One of the team members script and script.

"It's not because of me, but God has set our fortune here" I said, making my team nod in agreement.

Alhamdulillah, it turns out that it has entered the world of television. The honor is greater than writing a novel. I really didn't expect. Within a few months of divorce. Allah has opened the way for the great fortune of my two sons.

Somehow my ex-husband and his family would respond if they knew how we were now.

I hope they are happy. It is not good to pray bad things even to bad people. That is the moral error that Rosulullah taught his people.

I am happy, even though I only live with my three children.

Right now, I can rent a nicer house than before. In my heart I promise, I will work harder. Also, give more.

Incidentally, on the weekend. I invited my father to visit our home.

Setyo was busy carrying a bag of father clothes. Because he will stay here for a few days.

Honey, sister Lydia can't come together. Due to her husband's illness, she needs her attention and care.

However, we can still connect through long-distance relationships that are connected through a technology application.

[Mr's going along with the seneng, Lika. You can succeed with your hard work. Your abilities. You really, really make us shocked and proud, Lika. I'm sorry, you can't get together. Ma'am dear to you, very kangen same krucil. Later, Mbak invite the husband to play there! ]

I see Lydia wiping out the dam of water that had gathered at the corner of her eye. I looked next to me, my father seemed to be smiling all over. In my heart I promise to give happiness in my old age. May God give me that chance.

"Tyo, you'll be working. Let me stay here the same few days, ma'am."

"Indeed, Madam Lika did not bother, had to take care, father too?" This bespectacled young man with his curly hair looked at me questioningly.

I smiled softly, reassuring the worries that lay in his day as well as his thoughts. "There are people here who help you, so you calm down. Apparently, Mommy also wants to take care, father."

"Yes, like a father. Later, Ma'am contact me directly if there is anything. Let's go, Tyo pick up the father."

Tyo, his only brother. Even so, he is very understanding of adulthood at the age of just twenty years.

Didn't mind at all when his two older sisters couldn't take care of our only parents.

"After all, taking care of the father is my responsibility, as the father's son. So, don't feel guilty. Instead, his fear will be my sin, if you assign this task to, Ms. Lika."

Listen, the words that my sweet sister said. A heart that will not be touched and touched to hear it. He was so understanding, despite being busy with his work, still happy to take care of my father.

One day, Dina brought news from the Azam family. My heart jerks. It's only been a few months. Why could it be like this?

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