
Raisya rolled his eyes off guard because he thought Areta was just pretending not to understand.
"Said Rivan when your former in-laws came here? Do you want to give your ex-husband back? Or even just talk?" ask Raisya to the point.
Areta is upset, "Raisya about that it seems like Rivan misunderstood, because Mother is here. But he's just sorry and wants to see his granddaughter, nothing to do with Abdrias. Especially until I want to turn him back. No way!"
"What's? Miss Lastri apologized to you? Is that not wrong?" ask Raisya who does not believe Areta's words.
Areta nods reassuringly to her best friend, "But that's the truth Raisya, everyone can change. So is Miss Lastri, even Bian can now smile at her grandmother's arms. What the hell did Rivan tell you?"
"If you knew Areta, she seemed very emotional coming to my house. He said why is there a man as stupid as Areta who wants to go back to Andrias when it is clearly been hurt repeatedly," great-grandson Raisya imitated Rivan's words.
"I'm not that stupid, anyway why the hell does he like to take care of my life. Sodara isn't, so friends are just for a second too."
Raisya nudged Areta's eel after her best friend finished babbling, "You're not aware or pretend not to know anyway? Obviously Rivan likes you, Areta."
"Don't joke Raisya, he likes chillies like Zevanya. How could he like the same mother-of-the-child as me." Areta refused to believe the words of her best friend.
Raisya sighed deeply, but when he was going to talk again the door of his best friend's house was even knocked by someone. The two head to the door to see who Areta's guests are tonight. How surprised the two women saw Andrias standing with a smile at the door.
"Hallo Areta, Raisya. I'm sorry well, I'm interrupting nights like this. It's for you." Andrias held out a bouquet of flowers to Areta, but the woman did not reach her.
"It's just a thank you for your kindness to your mom, it's nothing. And here I buy clothes with toys for our children," added Andrias again held out the flower bucket with a paper bag.
"Thank you," Areta briefly replied without letting Andrias in.
"Emb, can I see Bian?"
"Eh, anu yes can. It just so happened that Bian was playing in the living room." Areta slightly moved away from the door so Andrias could enter.
Without further ado Andrias walked straight into the living room to approach her son.
"Hallo is a handsome father's son," Andrias said then lifted Bian's body, as usual the baby immediately cried when touched by Andrias.
Areta and Raisya ran into the living room because they heard the sound of Bian crying.
"Andrias, how come Bian's crying that's why?" raisya asks after Areta takes over Bian from her father's sling.
"I don't know Raisya either, I just wanted to carry Bian but he was crying. Biannya is not sinter, the time does not know his own father," Andrias said without guilt.
"Bian does not seem to have an inner bond with you, same mother yesterday he did not cry really. Even a smile carried with her grandmother," upset Areta after hearing the words that came from Andrias' mouth.
"Udah, mending you go home now. I'm the same Areta wants to eat," Raisya pushed Andrias' hand out of her best friend's house.
Andrias shook Raisya's hand violently, "No need to drag my hand. I can walk by myself."
"Yes, yes, Andrias. It's only right that Bian does not want to be with him, if Bian wants to be carried by his grandmother maybe because children his age know which is sincere and which is not," oceh Raisya is upset with her best friend's ex-husband.
"Tell me, justin. I also can't deny Andrias Nemuin Bian because wherever he is still Bian's father," Areta replied as she exhaled rough breaths.
Bian was again fussy because drowsy, Areta pampit to put Bian to bed first while Raisya chose to wait in the middle room while watching the drama of flying fish.
When Areta was about to leave the room, there was the sound of Raisya chatting with someone and it turned out to be Rivan. As usual the man delivered food to Areta.
"Lhoh, Mas Rivan is eating more food?"
"No," Rivan's short answer made Areta frown as she looked at some food boxes on the table.
"Lha keep this all?"
"It's for you, but this time I also brought milk for Bian." Rivan smiled and handed over a bag of crackles containing several boxes of formula to Areta.
The woman smiled clumsily at Rivan's gift, "Mas Rivan, don't bother with this. I am not a wife who must be blessed every day let alone sent food three times a day."
"Lha you're my sugar babby, Zevanya's replacement."
Rivan's words managed to make Raisya laugh broke, "Where there is a babby sugar mother-and-mom child one, this is the prospective wife. Emang Pak Rivan does not want to have a wife, ntar keburu growing gray you know."
"Raisya, no. There was a lot of food and I was cooking too. Now we eat together first," Areta asked her two guests.
"Your cooking is delicious as well" Rivan praised after finishing the plate.
"Areta mah don't ask again, sir. The perfect wife anyway, just a pity dapetnya men like Andrias," said Raisya then chuckled amused because Areta who was glaring staring at him.
"Yes that as a lesson for you Areta, let's not choose the wrong companion in the future. You are hurt enough by a trashy man like Andrias" said Rivan agreed with Raisya.
Areta looked at Rivan with a serious look, "You're right Mas, therefore I don't want to be the same guy who from the beginning has been found to like to play women."
Rivan felt slapped with Areta saying, "I'm not like you think, is not it better to settle for playing while still single than cheating when you have a wife."
"Ehm!" Raisya made a voice as a sign that he was still there and was listening to their conversation.
"I'm here, am I going home so you can have a chat" Raisya added.
"Eh, sorry Raisya. I'm disappointed because Areta went first. Until I realized that there is still you, but I came here to talk about important things with Areta and need your opinion too," said Rivan grinned.
"What's so important about what do you want to talk about?" ask Areta who became curious because now Rivan's face has turned serious.
"Actually Me ....