My Babysitter, My Ex-Love
Farah Goes Following Her Husband

...CHAPTER 54...

...Farah Goes After Her Husband...

"Yogaaah!!" Fadil waved his hand and smiled at his nephew in the windshield. After he decided to go to work for his mother.

"Drug is also Om Fadill." replied Bu Marjuki who had just bought vegetables at the vegetable basketkeeper passing in front of his house, holding his granddaughter leads to his son's car.

After Fadil's car left. Marjuki ma'am came into the house. "Eating porridge first yes ask Mama, Yoga must be laper right?" he chanted to his grandson.

Yoga nodded in response to her Grandmother's words while eating the bread in her small hands.

"From, Farah..." Bu Marjuki called his daughter and put the vegetables on the table.

"Farahhah!! where the hell is the kid called kok nyahutin!" grunt while removing some kind of raw food ingredients in a bag of crackles with the right hand that still holds Yoga.

Because there was no answer at all, Marjuki was forced to look for Farah to his room. "Farah, Yoga gave me breakfast first anyway. I'm cooking du.."

Ms. Marjuki stopped her words when she saw Farah who was in a hurry to put some of her clothes in a medium bag so that she could not answer her mother's call.

Bu Marjuki was surprised to see his daughter who was busy packing clothes.

"Where are you going Farah?" his astonished question immediately approached his daughter.

"Farah wants to go to Madiun Bu, want to follow Mas Doni!" he answered without looking at his mother beside him.

"Well, just keep on Yoga?!"

"Mom, Farah put Yoga here first yes, just a few days. Farah will come home again." she asked.

Farah held her mother's hand pleading with her face. Farah could not have brought Yoga to Madiun in a household that was not okay even almost at the tip of the horn.

"Sek-sek Nduk, ene opo? You kok yo ndak usually suddenly want to follow Doni to Madiun?" asked Bu Marjuki who suddenly felt bad.

"There's nothing, ma'am, Farah just having a little problem with Mas Doni. Farah will tell you when she comes back here again..."

Farah nodded again with a pleading gaze for her mother to let her go. After being given understanding, Marjuki was forced to let her daughter go.

"Yes, be careful on the road, Nduk. I'll see you later when I call Mom..."

"Yes Ma'am, sorry ma'am so ngerepotin Mama Sama makanin keep Yoga.."

"It's okay Yoga his son pinter anteng if already in love maenan..."

Farah nodded in amazement, then took a moment and kissed her son's entire face. "Mama go first baby, same Grandma Grandpa and Om Fadil used to be here... Don't be naughty." she said to her son in a soft voice withstanding the sadness.

Farah could not hold back her tears. She was really hurt, if it was true that her husband had betrayed her, then her world was completely destroyed. What about the fate of Yoga? Farah could not imagine that their marriage would end just like that.

No, I should be able to maintain this household. I'm sure this can still be fixed, sure in my heart

Farah also left by taking an online taxi to take her to the terminal, the destination bus to Madiun.

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While at Ambar's residence. Rubi had just finished taking a shower and put on her clothes, and she opened her bag to pick up her phone. Rubi was surprised because his phone was no longer in his bag.

"You're careless, how can you forget? Last night I was left at the hotel." the screeches spontaneously tapped their own forehead.

Rubi also took the other phone in the closet drawer, which is rarely used. Then call his own number.

Rubi was surprised to be happy because the one who lifted his phone turned out to be his own friend.

"Randy?! So my phone is on you?!" she cried thankfully because her phone did not disappear, last night after drinking a reunion party, Randi saw Rubi's phone lying on the sofa. When he wanted to return it, Rubi went home.

Randi also asked for Rubi's home address and will be there to deliver his phone.

After sending an address with google map. Rubi went down to breakfast with her mother, because Lyra and Keyla had left for school since.

Rubi ate breakfast with gourmand. Until shortly heard the sound of the roar of his car stopped in his yard.

"It looks like it's your car." said Ambar who had memorized it once with the sound of his daughter's car.

Rubi got up and rushed out of the porch he knew who was coming. Rubi saw Fadil get out of his car and the boy's doctor smiled sweetly at Rubi.

"Hi.. morning, I'm here to take your car back.." he said while giving Rubi's car keys.

"Thank you so much for bothering" he said slightly, Rubi took his car keys in Fadil's hands, without looking in the slightest at Fadil.

"Loh Fadil, come here son, come have breakfast with us." take Ambar to Fadil.

"For Aunt Ambar..." Fadil kissed the back of his friend's mother's hand. "Oh hehehe thanks Aunt, but Fadil had breakfast at home earlier.." he refused subtly.

"Oh what a pity, even though Auntie has made a lot of food this morning. Intentionally, so that Lyra can choose the food she likes.." he said a little disappointed because Fadil refused breakfast at home.

"Yes Aunt, next time..."

Fadil smiled, actually, he was not too full of breakfast, because he continued to argue with his brother. But Fadil was still not feeling well, seeing Rubi's cold attitude towards him.

Fadil decided to go back to the hospital. But when Fadil wanted to say goodbye to Rubi and Madam Ambar, the sound of the motor horn sounded loud from outside the yard.

Rubi rounded his eyes wide, his face looks very excited. "Randy!!" he waved his hand. Then Rubi ran towards the gate of the fence past Fadil.

"Hahaha you've got your own cell phone time for forgetfulness!" leadek the man.

"You too, I don't drink to forget!" the boy was upset while patting the man's shoulder tightly. "Let's go in the house!" take Rubi after his friend opens the helmet and gets off the mogenya.

Fadil frowned, staring intently at the man. The man who gave Rubi booze last night. The man also realized there was Fadil there, then returned Fadil's sharp gaze with a cynical smile.

...Seriate...

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