Not a Stupid Woman
Chapter 32.

Areta stopped her crying because hearing the sound of her door being knocked by someone, the woman got up and stepped up. Letting his feet step on the broken glass on the floor. Blood poured out, but he ignored it. The pain she felt, Areta continued to step to open the door of her house.

Czechs ....

Areta's eyes narrowed as she looked at the figure standing in front of her, the figure of the man who had helped her earlier today. Rivan's eyes widened, looking at Areta's appearance that looked so alarming that he realized that Areta's footsteps left a trail of blood on the floor.

"O Lord Areta, what blood is that?" Rivan examined the body of the woman before him from head to toe.

"I'm okay, just venting my sadness" Areta replied with a blank look.

"You're crazy, come on in! Let me treat your feet." The man pulled Areta's body back inside the house and sat her on the sofa.

Rivan runs into Areta's room to look for a box of P3K, again he is shocked by Areta's room condition. The glass shards everywhere were augmented with traces of blood coming out from Areta's feet. The man came back to Areta on the sofa with his upset face.

Hygiene ... There was no sound between them, Rivan focused on treating the wound on Areta's leg. While the woman was just silent with a blank look, looking straight ahead.

"I know you're heartbroken again, but you don't have to go crazy like this" said Rivan, who was inexhaustible with what Areta had done.

The woman turned sharply towards Rivan, "I told you, I'm not crazy."

"If you're still sane, there's no way you're doing this. Remember Areta, you still have Bian. Would you like Bian to be taken care of with Andrias if you died of this madness of yours?" annoyed Rivan who just finished treating the wound on Areta's leg.

Areta simply shook her head in response to Rivan's remark. The man reached into the device from the pocket of his pants and sought someone's contact.

"Hallo, Raisya please help you come to Areta's house now" said Rivan, who immediately hung up the phone call unilaterally.

"Mr just called Raisya?" areta asked after the man kept his salary back.

"Yes, it looks like tonight you need a friend just so you don't get crazy." Rivan's words made Areta's eyes stare back at him.

"You sit here, I have food for you. You can eat first, I want to clean up the mess in your room" said Rivan, who returned to Areta's room without permission.

Areta's eyes returned pushy, staring at the door and waiting for her best friend's arrival. Before long, Rivan had finished cleaning up the mess in Areta's room, along with Raisya who entered the house. Rivan accidentally leaves the door open to wait for Raisya to arrive.

"Areta!!! What's your leg?" raisya panicked when he saw the condition of his best friend's legs wrapped in bandages, who was asked only to bow his head without making a sound.

"Raisya, your friend is crazy. He hurt himself, luckily caught with me. Otherwise he might have committed suicide" Rivan said with his tail glancing at Areta.

"Oh my God, thank you, sir. Again Mr. Nolongin Areta, tonight I will sleep here for Areta's nemanin," said Raisya cupped both hands in front of the chest.

Rivan nodded then smiled faintly, "it has food for you, I have to leave now because of other matters."

Raisya nodded, drove Rivan to the front door and then closed it again. The woman approached her best friend who was still bending her knees on the sofa with her swollen face, then her frail body into an embrace.

Areta again sobbed, stuck in the arms of her best friend. Raisya's hands clenched to see Areta's condition so sliced.

"You are strong, now weep. But after this you have to rise up for Bian, after you feel calm I will help you take care of your divorce papers with Andrias," Areta was silent to Raisya's words. His mind again churned between the two choices.

Areta straightened her sitting position, sighing deeply before speaking. "If I get divorced with Mas Andrias and Bian how? I can't believe he's living without a father. I want her to be happy, Raisya,"

"Areta, Bian's happiness doesn't mean sacrificing your happiness. I'm sure he'll be happy even if you're apart, compared to you being together but you're being treated unfairly. Don't sacrifice yourself to keep accepting Andrias and her toxic family. And one more thing, cheating is about character. Not because of the khilaf." Long-long Raisya advised his best friend until the sound of crying babby Bian who woke up because of thirst.

Areta was about to stand up from her seat, but was prevented by Raisya, "You're here anyway, I'm making formula milk for Bian."

Areta can only obey the words of her best friend, Raisya immediately headed to Bian's room. Carrying the baby and making him formula milk, like Raisya's guess. The baby went back to sleep after finishing her milk.

When returning to the living room, Areta looks still pensive while bending her knees. Raisya chose to turn to the kitchen to pick up dishes and spoons.

"Let's eat, surely you haven't eaten since noon, have you?" Raisya opened the food brought by Rivan and thrust it at Areta.

"I'm not a laper, Ra." Areta pushed the plate away.

Raisya took a rough breath and looked at her best friend's face seriously, "Didn't you love Bian? If you don't eat how can you suck him up?"

For a moment Areta was silent thinking about her best friend's words, slowly grabbed the plate and began to bribe her food. Raisya smiled and then ate his food rations. After eating, Raisya helps Areta walk to her room.

"Now you rest, don't let Andrias' problems make you fragile. A man like him doesn't deserve you to cry." Raisya helps cover Areta's body with a blanket.

"Thank you Raisya, I am so grateful to have a friend like you" Areta smiled faintly.

Raisya returned the hand of his best friend, "I've taken a leave of absence for the next three days, I want to keep you and help you to rise."

"What about your son?" ask Areta to her best friend.

"With his grandmother, it just so happened that my mom just came home from Solo earlier," Raisya smiled back.

No more talk between them, Areta again stared nanar into the sky-lagit room.

Raisya snorted angrily then clicked her finger in front of Areta's face, "Stop daydreaming, you are not a weak woman. Your life would be fine without Andrias."

"Yes, you're right. May tonight be my last cry, I will be a strong woman for my son."

Raisya smiled, then closed his eyes to forget all the problems that existed and rested the body that was so tired because of forged problems.