I AM HAPPY WITHOUT YOU!!!
I AM HAPPY WITHOUT YOU!!! CHAPTER 5

I went to a boutique like never before that had to prepare for my husband's needs. The pain is not yet treatable, is there still a young wife at home, who must have been able to take care of it.

When I arrived at the shop, there was a little boy waiting for me, who was he? Do I know him?

I immediately pulled over the car and parked it, aware of my arrival, the 9-year-old little girl ran to see me.

"Dila, this early you're here! " i returned her embrace, with her I felt perfect, very appreciated as a woman. With him I can forget my bitter life story like a brotowali.

"When I miss Auntie" said the girl as she struggled in my arms.

"But, it's time for you to go to school, honey. You can play later when you're done with school, "I try to seduce him.

"He doesn't want to go to school if he hasn't met you, "Mas Andre's voice surprised me, I turned to him. A great guy who can take care of Dila's nimble girl all by himself. After the departure of his late wife, I believe, it is not easy to demonstrate two roles at once, that is why I have crowned him a great man.

"Oh, that is, now Dila has met me, the school used to be there, later we play again." I said while menoel nose of his nose.

"But, Dila was still kangen, aunt, "that little boy was still hugging tightly, he simply did not want to get away with me.

"Gini, deh, later Aunt made a dress for Dila, but Dila first school, "I'm still trying to persuade the sweet girl, hoping with the seduction of the dress she wants to go to school.

"Yes, honey, later when it's finished school, play here, ok, " timpal Mas Andre, from the look on his face, it's very clear the taste is not good to yell at, he said, because maybe he's disturbing my morning activities.

"Aisyah, I'm sorry, my son" I was right in my guess, Mas Andre was very unwell because of Dila's attitude.

"It's okay, Mas, ist ok, " said I hope the guilt will go away.

After I persuaded her with a dress, she finally happily went to school, I opened a boutique and immediately prepared the dress that I had promised.

If not a miscarriage, maybe my son is also the age of Dila, these tears keep dripping when I remember, not only once I miscarried, but several times to make me stressed.

Boutique is my escape, to reduce the stress that continues to whack and this is where I know the figure of Dila. A very jolly girl, but has a very deep longing for her late mother.

The day began to twilight, but I was lazy to set foot into the house, this heart was slashed when I remembered, that there was a woman who stopped my house.

"Aante! " Dila ran over to me with a bushel in her right hand.

The girl always developed a very sweet smile.

"Sorry, are you going home? Dila insistent on wanting to eat with you, this is her cooking as symbiotic, he said specially, "Andre pointed towards Dila who was struggling spoiled in Aisyah's lap.

"It's okay I'm also the boss, lucky there he is, "I stroked his black hair, saw him the heartache disappeared instantly , I don't know why this happiness always comes when Dila is beside me.

"I'm sorry, I'm always interrupting your time" he said, clearly visible from his body gestures, if uncomfortable.

"Honey, where do you want to eat? " take a question on Dila .

"Our aunt ate there." show Dila.

Dila chose to eat next to the boutique, it was deliberately disined for me to eliminate saturation, there is a fish pond that is not so big .

I brought a mat and laid on the edge of the pool, the sound of water gurgling makes the atmosphere so shahdu.

Had it been like this I could have enjoyed with Mas Fahri, ah it was just an illusion.

"Tante come on, what will you eat. " Dila was so excited about pouring rice into my plate, her smile just kept on expanding, so sweet.

While we were enjoying the food brought by Dila, Mas Fahri was present in the midst of our happiness.

"Oh, so this is why you're late!" exclaimed Mas Fahri who suddenly dragged my hand.

"Why, huh? " i tried to be brave, it felt unable if my happiness continued to be disturbed.

"You ask, why? Obviously you are enjoying eating with another man, Aisyah! " calling Fahri.

"I'm sorry, if it's because of us, you guys got into a fight, but this is just my daughter's wish, because she loves Aisyah so much" Andre said.

However, I am very sure, that Mas Fahri will not accept any reason.

Seen from his hardened jaw, if he was very angry.

"Back home!" he said, lazy, lazy, had to go home and meet his young wife.

"I brought my own car," Actually I could have left the car at the boutique, anyway it was usual, but I was lazy to have one car with Mas Fahri.

"Darling, auntie came home first, "I kissed Dila's head, she was very disappointed with my husband's attitude, no matter what he was thinking.

"Go home with me!" yell again.

"You just keep going like that, what you want I have to do, whether you want to follow my wishes as well," I stared fixedly at Mas Fahri's bead.

"What do you want" Mas Fahri answered my question.

"Make me the only one and divorce Bilqis," I stared intently at Mas Fahri, trying to find the answer to my question, he was silent, yes only silence could he do....