Miss Alexa
Survive With Each Opinion

His stomach was already hungry after training his muscles and continued to refresh his body in the bathroom.

Arkha exited the room with long steps. He would question Hanum about the dinner he wanted.

"Num, you want mak. "it stopped when he saw Hanum put his head on the sofa with his eyes closed. His laptop is still on with a few books open.

Slowly he continued his steps towards Hanum. Closing the open book then saving his wife's duties before he shuts down the laptop.

His gaze was interested to pay attention to that beautiful face for a moment. The face that these few days seemed to be drawn in his eye pelukur when he was far away from the girl in front of him.

Not only that, but he was already getting used to Hanum's existence in his life. Originally, Arkha did indeed just want to save the pride of a completely innocent girl. But, he himself drifted into a relationship that he considered pseudo.

Arkha started carrying his wife's tiny body, intending to bring her into the room. But just a few steps, Hanum blinked his eyes at the figure who was now carrying him.

"Sister, I can walk on my own." said Hanum who wanted to be taken down from the sling of the man who was now stopping his steps and looking into her pretty round eyes.

"You awake?" ask Arkha.

"Let me down, sister." continued Hanum made arkha lower Hanum's tiny body.

"You haven't had dinner yet, what do you want to eat?" arkha asked as Hanum was already standing nearby.

"I'm not hungry, I just want to rest" Hanum replied intending to walk towards her room.

"What if we go out and get some grilled meatballs?" arkha's question made Hanum stop his steps. Hearing the burning meatballs, made the girl interested, like being lured by a wad of money.

"Seriously?" asked Hanum with a sparkling face. He just convinced Arkha's question because it's ten o'clock tonight. Arkha nodded.

"I took the jacket and the hijab." said Hanum to take his jacket and hijab. The girl is indeed rarely dressed up optimally if only for the road.

Arkha clenched Hanum's hand in his stomach, until the girl whose heart now feels marathon was hugging her sturdy body from behind.

Arkha drove his motorbike through the quiet streets and smiled faintly. He felt like a teenager who had just had his first date.

Both are deeply rooted in each other's feelings along the way. There was nothing to tell for the feeling they were feeling at the moment, until the motorbike stopped on a nearby cart with a table and a mat.

"We have arrived, Num." said Arkha made Hanum immediately get off the bike. After standardizing his motorcycle Arkha helps Hanum open his helmet. He deliberately uses a motorbike so that it is not too complicated when passing through a small alley to a rather famous grilled meatball in the City area.

"Two servings, sir." said Arkha then embracing the small body next to her in search of a seat.

"Sir Arkha from where do you know this place? This is the tongue of young people, lo." said Hanum did not cross if the sentence will make the man sitting in front of him was upset.

"I'm not too old to come to this place, Hanum." replied Arkha a little annoyed. But it made Hanum smile amusedly. I swear by nothing he didn't mean to offend towards their age difference. Although they are 12 years old, Arkha is still an interesting man, his athletic body and simple face that is quite handsome to enjoy and which certainly looks always fresh makes it always attractive to women.

"Not really, depending on the individual... " Arkha paused her sentence as the meatball seller brought her order.

"I'm from Hanum's ordinary family. During college, I used to hang out in places like this. In fact, I can't believe that a famous lawyer asked me to marry his favorite daughter." explained Arkha by looking so deeply at the girl who is now even misbehaved with adoring eyes.

Hanum then lowered his head, the girl often blushed while near the arkha. For Hanum whatever the status of his partner does not matter. His family never had a problem with social status, for Satrya Jagad's family, they valued one's hard work more.

Zoya also taught her daughters to always accept and give thanks whatever God gives them. The little that God gives is a test for the creatures of this mortal world.

They enjoy the meatballs burning quietly, occasionally their views clashing with each other making the two misbehavior.

Arkha who initially did not like the meatballs berahan also began to adjust the taste with his partner.

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"Papa hope you think carefully before deciding to split up" said Hans again reassured Alexa when they were in the car to Oma Shanti's house.

Hans did choose the house for Alexa who was stubborn not to go home to her husband or parents. Hans chose Alexa to stay at Oma Shanti's house because here there are still household assistants and gardeners who are concurrently driver who can keep an eye on the state of Alexa. Hans can't bear to let Alexa live alone in the apartment.

"I've made up my mind, Pa." said Alexa as if convinced by all her decisions.

"Have you thought about the fate of your future baby who was born without a father? It is not easy to demand a farewell if Shakti's side is against it. Even you don't have hard evidence to show Shakti's affair." Hans explained. He himself is still ash with his daughter's case.

"It's best that as long as you're pregnant, you start convincing things little by little." Hans thought, Pregnant women can indeed divorce but the period of iddah will begin after giving birth. It means the same if the divorce can be done after giving birth. After all, she did not feel worried because Shakti was not the type of man who could do violence to women, so she did not have to worry about her daughter about bad things that harm Alexa.

"Pa, Mas Shakti is following us" Alex said. Since Shakti hospital, they have been tailing behind their cars.

Hans just fell silent by turning his car into a house with memories of his childhood. He also wanted to know what Shakti was doing.

Hans's car stopped as Shakti's car rushed Alexa down from the car and approached Shakti who opened the car door.

"Well, you're here, Mom? We're gonna split up. You no longer have to follow me like that." said Alexa with a sharp look she aimed at the man who was now standing just opposite her.

"I told you, I won't be separated. I will always be with you." Shakti said with the same reply as Alexa began to speak farewell.

"You're selfish, you always lie to me and have an affair with your ex. Now you're not letting me calm down?" alexa's circus among their debates.

"I'm not cheating, Ay. Although I can't prove it to you yet but my answer will be the same I didn't cheat on you. " Shakti is still on the same answer.

"Eh, what are you guys arguing here. Finish it inside!" Hans's resolute voice made the two stop.

They walked in in. While Hans, let his son-in-law talk about their problems. He could understand that in the early days of marriage many were having problems, Hans deliberately did not want to interfere, but he kept an eye on both. He will not let his daughter face hardship and injustice.