My ex-Ipar Candidate
CHAPTERS 180. Slowly Improve
Leaving Celine's party frenzied and majestic, in another room, Maya was tidying up her husband's clothes. Sometimes he smiled crazily, remembering the way the hero loved him.
Radha, had met him even though for a moment it makes Maya more longing. Somehow it is now, but clearly Maya believes Radha is happy with Gian.
He believes in Gian, and he believes Jelita will treat his daughter well. Radhania Azzura, the name she used to attach to her daughter, hopes that her daughter will be as bright as the blue sky. Though aware of him himself who made Radha's life filled with black clouds.
"Mama."
The voice gently greeted him, Arunika who was now beginning to understand about the world she understood her mother was not okay. Maya's sad face explained how she was, and the little girl understood who was the reason.
"Why aren't you asleep?" asked Maya gently, stroking the small face of Arunika who was now looking at her questioningly.
"Mama's parents, can't you?"
"By dong, time is not."
Arunika displays her sweet smile, after having calmed the Papa, now she turns to her mother.
"Your mom fought again, huh?"
Maya frowned in wonder, because she always tried to hide whatever the problem with the Hero in front of their children. And now, why did Arunika suddenly ask that.
"No, why are you asking?" Maya pulls the corner of her lips, one of the reasons she is strong with this marriage is her two daughters.
"Papa crying by the pool, Mama what?"
Arunika's question made Maya's eyeballs perfectly rounded. Since when did her husband like to show his cries, and also today he did not get into an argument at all with the crazy man.
"Color?"
"He'em, Papa is crying like an Artist on TV."
This huge fan of Randy really remembers exactly the scene that Randy had been through. I don't know what cravings Maya to Arunika was so fond of her former lover.
"Hm, there's just you, Mama met Papa first .. You go back to the room, it's already malem, Aruni."
His daughter nodded obediently, whose concern should now be Wira. At first glance, Wira, somehow there is just a reason Maya to still care about him.
Walking slowly down her house that now looks dim, Maya sighed slowly when looking at the back of her husband who is now staring at the dark sky.
"What did you see?" tanya Maya now sits on the side of the Hero.
"Why are you out?" The hero turned his eyes away, throwing away the unlucky tears that almost fell on the eyes.
"Why haven't we come in yet?"
They would continue to ask each other, what kind of conversation was this. As if the two had just met the first time, there was no laughter or joking, there was only an equally flat voice.
"Again ask the Lord," he answered again staring fixed dark curls without stars.
"Huh? Ask what it is?"
"Ask, how much my wife loves, she's been fighting a lot lately."
The corner of Maya's lips is attracted thin, for some reason, but the speech of Wira feels warm and hard satire on her.
"Have you found the answer?"
"Not yet, wait .. but instead of you," he said looking lethargic, he took a slow breath, contemplating Maya's speech that night over and over, even carried away his dream.
"You really why, Mas? A lot of trouble, huh?"
Not usually a hero like this, even arguably new this time. Hard, firm and imposing will, that is all that is inherent in the Self that Maya can understand.
"Many, it even felt like my head was about to break . You, our daughter, and your daughter, you were dancing around in my head, it hurt so much."
Hero bowed, he repeatedly sighed harshly. Fear of slimy and Maya's departure haunts him. Meet Maya like finding life in Wira, when family people and friends throw themselves away, there is only Maya who actually receives.
"You, still thinking of leaving me, May?"
"Since when have I had such thoughts?"
"I'm just afraid you're back in your world, ever since Raka and Jelita came to bring your daughter back then, you changed .. I'm just afraid you went back to that traitor," wira said without him covering up.
Indeed, since then, although Maya did not seem to accept Radha but the change was real in the eyes of the Hero. He was worried, had to do what and excessive anxiety attacked him again.
And when that feeling dominates, Wira is rude so that Maya is afraid and does not dare to go even a step. But, yesterday-yesterday Maya was different, even she fought every utterance of the Hero with a piercing sentence that made the man weak.
Afraid of abandonment, afraid that Maya will choose Radha and return to Ardi who used to be the most hateful man.
"Mas, I can't possibly go back to Ardi .. whatever the case, but for Radha, I can't if I forget like you asked me to forget her papa."
Hero understands, after contemplating long enough he is outrageous. Separating Maya from Radha should not be the right of the Hero, successfully bringing Radha far to this place should be enough.
"Can you hold your word?"
"Hm, stop your bad thoughts," Maya said so gently, because after all this husband is the man who accompanies her during her slump, dumped Ardi without bringing anything with custody that Ardi did not give at all is a hurt wound for Maya at that time.
"I'm sorry, I'm too limiting you" he said without looking at his wife's face, wrong, shame and enormous sin as if making the Hero want to drown from the face of the earth.
Sorry, is a sentence often Wira gave when after making Maya hurt. Not infrequently a warm hug will be given when he finished making his wife cry, somehow, he himself did not understand why this crazy.
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"Sister, don't whistle that, pamali knows."
"Why really? It's part of the art, Ra."
What art, from which whistling in the middle of the night like this is considered art. The trip home was quite satisfying, satisfied because Radha got a lot of food from Celine's birthday party.
Even Gian was surprised, why his wife was as quick as if she could not buy. Along the way, maybe his mouth never stopped chewing, maybe his jaw is not sore, thought Gian.
"What a son?" asked Gian on the sidelines of the silence of the trip, there was only him and Radha on this road. This is because Ardi who did not give his daughter permission to go home quickly.
"It's so dark, what time is it?"
"Ck, calm dong, Ra .. right the light is bright," said Gian to calm Radha when he was actually in a mess because the atmosphere is pitch dark.
"Oh at 01:00, Brother .. is it past the middle of the mall, is it natural yak?" Instead of being silent and according to what Gian said, Radha just made things worse.
"Zura, don't fuck around."
"That's a real serem, what kind of stuff."
Radha did not understand that now her husband's heart was rumbling, amazingly afraid of him. He had told Ardi to go home since then, but his in-laws kept him from leaving, so Gian wanted to curse him.
"Eh, Brother!! Stop jerking off, it looks like someone else is looking for a ride, shouldn't we help? It's a shame, brother."
Gian swallowed his saliva, it was late at night, and why was there someone on the side of the road alone. His fear was now different, many other things were at war in his brain.
"Calm down, Ra .. don't try to say hello, Brother who will go down to make sure it's a person or not" said Gian holding his wife's hand who was about to open the car door.
See You, Esok️