
This morning Mas Qaid returned to visit me, after a divorce four years ago I chose to return to where I grew up first. The city of Batam has too many bitter memories for me. Flores is where I find all the happiness I never get.
I couldn't hide my feelings for her when I found her coming down the car and talking to Mama at the door. Although I met him a few days ago I tried not to be angry and selfish. I gave him a chance to take responsibility for his son. Honestly, my love for my ex-husband is still the same as before, where at that time I was the queen in his heart before the fateful incident hit me. I'm grateful that the DNA test results state Athar is his son, at least he's much better than Dika my former foster brother. His deeds will not be forgiven.
I kept watching his steps getting closer to home. Instantly my shadow returned to the events of four years ago, when I was thrown away like dirt by him, the harsh words that he said before now ring in my ears.
I was thinking why he was looking for me, is it a beautiful and sexy wife who used to wrestle spoiled flanking her arms like nothing .? I don't know what his heart is made of, with the heart that he hurts his fellow women. I remember that demon soul coming during my divorce trial. He came and told them that they were waiting for the wedding organizer who would take care of their wedding. It was then that my heart was broken, a broken fracture. The woman hurt me gently but it was very painful in the heart, like a wound doused in vinegar water, nyesss.
I regained my senses and refocused on eavesdropping on Mama and Mas Qaid's conversation.
"Seira is there ma ?."
"Seira again went out with her friend Nak Qaid."
Mama is good at acting, this is according to my request. Since the meeting some time ago I allowed him to freely meet his children whenever he wanted. But not with me. Just looking at it in my head is like a broken tape that keeps playing back memories of the past.
"Athar and Alea have ma."
I thought, why did he call you today, instead of coming ?. Ask me in my heart.
"So boy, they're playing in the room, you want me to call you?."
"Iy Ma, Qaid wait on the porch ya Ma."
The sound of Athar and Alea's bedroom door opening, As usual Athar always asked me for permission when going out of the house.
"Mother, there's a Dad outside."
"Yes son, take your sister, go see your father."
Athar Masi stood up, like he wanted to direct something.
"What's the matter, baby"
I approached my beloved son, and I stroked his hair.
"Grandmother said today Dede Alea's birthday, Athar who told Dad let me come, we're just the same as Mother."
I'm woken.
A difficult request for me, but since he was born I have never obeyed his will, to the extent that it makes sense for me to fulfill. But this time ?.
"Come on Mother, just once." Whine while pulling my hand.
I breathed heavily and followed Athar.
"Sheira..."
I lifted my face, for a moment I looked at the black net that I had always longed for, and at once I threw away the sight I did not want to look at him for too long.
"Sheyhow are you ?."
Thank goodness good."
Instantly the pain again hit the chest when he remembered there was another woman waiting for his return from the land of Flores. A beautiful, sexy, highly educated wife who is not comparable to me, who only completed his education in High School.
I saw his assistant bring in tumpeng and some large groceries and gifts for Alea.
"Mother tumpeng uda ready, Mother's first bribe Daddy."
I looked at Athar with an annoyed face.
"Kok Brother who's chatty, it's Dede Alea's birthday."
"Mother.It's Athar's story who's the host."
"Well, Dad's son is very smart. Let's follow the guide of the host."
Now the man I don't want to hear is speaking.
"Yes Mother, rich Uma same Aba. Uma often ready Aba. At that time Alea had also seen Aba bribin Uma, continue pijitin Uma's feet, a lot of anyway." My little princess who won't lose.
I looked at my ex-husband's face, looking at me with a triumphant smile.
"Okay, this time it's the kid who's on your side. Just look what I'm gonna do to you." I murmured in my heart.
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