MY HUSBAND CHEATED ON MY BEST FRIEND
CHAPTER 39. THERE'S NO SYMPATHY

"Ehemk... Early in the morning was dumb. Watch out for it, Lia!" Kamila sneered at Dahlia who seemed to be daydreaming as her gaze was fixed on the desk and chair of Anton's workplace.

"That's it... Still your friend, Mil. Not to mention the same persimmon Anton." Reprimand Bondan to Mila who is next to him.

Kamila and Bondan silently noticed the demeanor of Dahlia sitting in front of him. But the one who noticed did not know about it. Dahlia did not realize two pairs of eyes had been lurking his movements since then.

"Lia, you miss Anton, huh? Poor fellow in love???" Ledek Kamila while menoel Dahlia's nose is still dumb.

"Eh... What the hell, Mila? So shocked." Dahlia was struck by Kamila. His daydreams became a scum for a moment.

"Patience, Lia! The adoration of your heart still has its own world. In his memory there is no you. If I think anyway, mending nyari new gebetan, rather than waiting for the unclear it. Really not, Ndan?" Kamila furrowed her brows at Bondan. This widowed woman loved to tease Dahlia, until her colleague was irritated, only to stop and there was a certain satisfaction.

"Ril, Ndan. Who likes Anton. I'm just sorry, look at Anton's fate right now. Just worked here, eeeh. It could be fired later, it's long for his recovery." Dahlia answered with enough reason. He tried to avoid being said to have a crush on Anton, but in his heart was very hopeful.

"Oh. kirain again kangen heavy. It turned out to be sympathy for Anton's fate. What I wonder, cook anyway.. Anton's age has not had a wife? May his wife be hidden or widowed? If the widower is equal to the widow. Isn't that right, Bondan???" Ledek Kamila has been a widow for a year. He continued to tease the woman next to him until Dahlia's mouth became more maniacal and her face flushed.

"Lia. Why the same with Anton? There are still a lot of guys who have a crush on you. There are Afgan from the marketing staff, Rafi Ahmad from the administrative staff, trus sapa tuh. Try, you consider three single guys who clearly like you, Lia!?" Bondan who memorized the guys who approached his coworkers was trying to influence.

"Like me dong. If I just like Anton how? Hearts cannot be forced." Lia replied firmly, her eyes twinkled again when saying the name of her puja man.

"Ciyeee. Ha ha ha. deh," Kamila returned to the nose of her girlfriend with satisfaction.

"Mmmm... I don't mean like it, but...???" Gegas Lia tries to alibi to cover up her embarrassment, which has been unconsciously revealed her feelings about Anton.

"But... dear and love, ha ha ha...?!" Kamila said with a loud laugh. He manages to trap the dead Dahlia.

"Ha ha ha..." Bondan laughs at Dahlia's innocence, which easily expresses Anton's true feelings.

Dahlia's face can't lie anymore. Reddened with shame mixed up the love that began to grow in his heart.

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While at Anton's house, there has been held a puser pupak thanksgiving for his son, as well as naming.

Pupak puser tradition is a tradition where the baby experiences the release of his umbilical cord and will be held around the navel pupak. Sepasaran becomes one of the Javanese traditional ceremonies that is carried out after five days from the birth of a baby.

There is tumpeng and market snacks are prepared in that simple thanksgiving. Everything is ready and Heni has also prepared a name for his beloved son, even without Anton's consent. Because the man who was still amnesiac, did not recognize the son of Heni as his flesh and blood.

"Who's name is my grandson, Hen? If Anton recovers, yes. So you have to prepare a good name for him. Because the name is not just a calling, but the name is a prayer for the good of the child." Halimah said giving advice to her daughter-in-law.

"Yes, Mom. I've prepared a very good name. Her name is Princess Maharani, which means the daughter who fights for justice. In the hope that my son will always get justice wherever he is." Heni replied with a hopeful smile.

A moment later, Adel came in a hurry to approach Halimah and Heni.

"Mom, all the invited neighbors have come. Can the show start? If you have, Heni and the baby go to the living room immediately. Because I've been waiting for." Adel said to the two women in front of him.

The three of them rushed into the living room, not forgetting Heni replaced carrying the baby from the hands of Halimah.

Then immediately sat down with the invitees, all consisting of the mothers of the nearest neighbors, there were 20 people as planned. Among them are Joko's mom and Nana's gossip monger.

"Let's start this celebration with the recitation of Fatihah" Ms. Muslimah presided over the event, who was most eloquent in leading the prayer.

All who were present chanted Fatihah's reading. The event continued with the giving of names to the baby.

"The son of Mr. Anton and Bu Heni is named Princess Maharani, his nickname Princess." The light of the Muslim women on the invitations.

Everyone present listened well, except for the two gossip ladies.

"Bu Nana, isn't it... my guess?" The whisper of Joko's mother in the ear of Nana, who was sitting next to her.

"Did Mrs Joko, I don't know what she meant?" Ms. Nana chimed in with questions she didn't understand.

"That's Mom, about the count of his wife Anton's pregnancy. Not even nine months from her marriage, only six months apart, the baby was born. What about you, Miss Nana??? Isn't it magical, her name???" The ringleader, Mrs Joko started to ignite the fire. Fire gossip. In rub makin sip.

"Tell you too, Miss Joko. I remember now. As we mourn the death of Halimah's husband, Anton's father. Ma'am Joko ever had that thought? Then really, before marriage, Anton already love DP first." Ms. Nana's voice is still whispering.

"DP??? What, Mom? Peach Goddess???" Ask Joko ma'am to start fishing.

"Oh, this is Ma'am Joko. DP... Down Payment, down payment, ma'am." Said Nana ma'am with a wry face.

"Hm... Like a motorcycle loan, Miss Nana. And also, Mr. Anton until now does not recognize the baby as his child. Poor huh... his fate?" The whispers between Bu Joko and Bu Nana are widening. Because these two mother-fats are like spices and caps, clops.

"I have no pity, Miss Joko. That's mah. karma. Cook it, not horrified, ma'am. If Anton is cheating with Heni, Alma mergoki's trus. It was a divorce. Heni is Alma's best friend. And Alma has helped Heni a lot. But even be met with treason. Women don't know themselves." Cibir bu Nana explained clearly.

"Ooh. So that's the news, Miss Nana. That's why I'm not sympathetic anymore, ma'am. Let's know how tuh tuh, Heni. Is it nice to call someone's husband???" Joko replied with a ketus and put her mouth away.

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