
"Puspa, I have noticed since daydreaming continues. What are you daydreaming about?" lena asked shortly after Reza's departure from her residence. The face of the female private nurse seemed to be thinking of something.
Puspa who was heating the vegetable soup turned to the side. "Eeh .. nothing, ma'am. I wasn't thinking about anything" he replied lying. Deliberately hiding what is being thought.
Lena stared fixedly at the nurse's brown bead. Feeling that something was hidden, but did not want to force the young woman to tell him. "If you need a friend to confide, I'm willing to hear it." Puspa just smiled stiffly.
The middle-aged woman turned her gaze out the window staring at the view of Jakarta from the seventh floor. When he looked at the blue sky above, he remembered something. "Oh yes, Puspa, the food supply in the refrigerator has begun to run out and Mbok Darmi has not had time to shop. If I ask you to go to the supermarket how?"
The young woman who works as a home care nurse in a hospital owned by her late mother-in-law Arumi replied, "I don't mind. However, if I go outside, Miss Lena and Doctor Firdaus who are guarding? What if you want to go to the toilet or Doctor Firdaus needs something?"
Mengulum smiled at the face as she said, "You go shopping at the minimarket near here only. It was not too far away, only about a kilometer away. It's quite complete, there are fruits and vegetables so there's no need to go to the mall or the supermarket." He grabbed the wallet lying on a round table, then took out a piece of paper and gave it to Puspa. "This is a record of the items needed. And here's the money."
One hundred thousand bills as many as five pieces in the hands of Puspa including kerta containing records of groceries. "If you want to buy a snack, just use this money. There are still a lot of change," said Lena.
Puspa stood up from his seat. "Well then, I try to get home within thirty minutes."
Gently Lena replied, "Yes. You be careful on the road."
The nurse stepped out of the patient's apartment unit. He took his foot forward to the basement parking lot, where his motorcycle was parked. However, when the woman's fingers closed the door, the object made of wood was not tightly closed. Neither Puspa nor Lena realized it all.
Be loved, ulam arrived. It seems that the proverb quite illustrates what Arman wants. After a long wait, the opportunity finally came to him. Puspa, the female nurse who was seen by him a few minutes ago finally stepped towards the elevator door and the woman's motion did not escape the observation of Lena's ex-husband.
"It seems like today is indeed my lucky day!" arman Lirih muttered. Smiling satisfied and feeling happy because soon the chance of revenge to Lena and Firdaus soon materialized. "Times to action!"
Stepping leisurely towards Firdaus' apartment. Keep smiling at your face non-stop. Arman's heart is so flowery. After running a prison sentence for robbery, only this time the man smiled like someone got a lottery prize. The radiant face is like the moonlight at night, really pleasant. That is how felt by a sturdy, straight-haired man.
When he was in front of the door, a smile returned painted on his face when he saw the door was not tightly closed. "Yeah, luck's on my side again!" The man pushed the door open. Then, close it slowly so as not to arouse suspicion on the owner of the apartment.
Walking around like a professional robber entering the apartment owned by his rival. There was not the slightest nervousness in the man. He was so enjoying every step of the foot step in the rhythm of the heartbeat and heavy breathing.
The position of the television lit up with a volume loud enough to make Lena not realize if a man in her past has returned and is now in her own palace. In addition, the man stepped without making a sound until it made Lena not hear anything.
When he saw the figure of the woman he had loved in his life sitting on a soft sofa, the corner of the lips was increasingly pulled upwards. Staring at the woman with a hard-to-understand look.
"Hi, Lena! Long time no see!" he said while grinning at the woman. The happy sparkle was vividly painted on the face of the fifty-two year old man. Happy because after a long time, finally able to meet again with Lena.
Hearing a voice so familiar, familiar to the sense of hearing, Lena turned to the source of the sound. How surprised she was when she saw her ex-husband standing arrogantly from a distance of about three meters on the left.
"You? W-how did you get in my apartment?" lena asked in between her surprise when she saw the man in her past. The woman's eyes widened with her jaw fully open. Really, did not expect that she could be reunited with her ex-husband.
He thought that when they met at the religious court was the last meeting and it was impossible to see the man again. However, it seems that the universe reunited them at an unexpected time.
"Right, it's me, Lena, your ex-husband. Your beloved Kang Arman. The man you love as sincerely as I often hurt your heart and physical but you still love me wholeheartedly" Arman said casually. "But baby, your love for me is gone after you've been living under one roof with that son of a bitch!"
"A rich man who has everything compared to me. You'd rather be a married man than fix our domestic relationships" Arman continued to scout Lena relentlessly.
Not accepting all the words that were thrown from the lips of her ex-husband, Lena said, "Repair what, Kang? I've given you that chance many times but you still hurt me. You treated me with k*s*r, slapped me, grabbed me and made me a dairy cow. I can take it all, Kang. But ... When you were about to make me a comforting woman, it hurt my feelings a lot!"
"I feel like I don't have any meaning in your eyes. You think of me as just a money-making device without treating me as your wife. Therefore, don't blame me when I'd rather get divorced than continue to live with a miserable life with a jerk like you!" blow the fiery Lena.
"Basic fucking women!" hardik Arman by raising his tone. The man immediately rushed over to Lena, then pulled the woman's long hair which began to turn silvery. "You think you are who would dare insult me heh? You're just a j*l*ng who can win the happiness of other women for your own happiness!" Increasingly tightened the grip of the hand on the crown owned by his ex-wife to make Lena grimace in pain.
"aw! Pain, Kang! Release!" lena groans when she feels Arman's hand pulling at her k*s*r her unraveling hair. But Arman was flinching. The man remained clutching until Lena's face looked up.
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