The After The Divorce
15. Invitation

Chapter 15

Nina really enjoys her days working as an office girl, she also makes her own fritters for the boss. Because some of her coworkers knew that if Nina made it herself, some of her coworkers often ordered a lot. Although not much for him, at least he had money for the labor to buy his children snacks.

“Buk, there was a letter for mother from post sir,” said Sasa excitedly, while showing a brown envelope that has not been opened.

Because it's a holiday today, so Sasa and Akmal choose to stay at home even though Nina works, lucky every holiday Nina only works half a day so she is not so thoughtful with her children.

“Adek out of home?” nina's face turned worried, because she had warned her children not to open the door if anyone came.

“No, om who lives above who gives it the same adek.”

Nina glanced at the second floor, she had never seen the occupants of the upper house. But it seems like the guy is pretty good.

“Now where are you going? What's back to top?”

“No, his oms are out. Said he wanted to work.”

Nina realized that the owner of this house must be a very busy person, especially when the holiday was still home for work. But Nina was quite happy every time she cleaned the upstairs, she always found the plate she deliberately served was always empty. Although not every day but every time he cooks more, he often gives some of his food to the homeowner.

If it runs out, it's a sign that the homeowner eats it, there's never even a remnant, there's nothing to throw in the trash as well. He was grateful that even in difficult circumstances, he was surrounded by good people.

“Which brother?”

“Kakak again wash clothes,”

“Wash clothes?” Nina was really surprised.

“Iya buk, said brother pity mother if returning home from work still have to wash clothes equally clean, mother must be tired.”

“Ya already, adek play first yes. I saw brother first.”

Nina chose to ignore the letter and followed her son, and sure enough while she was in the laundry room, Akmal was busy rubbing his clothes with his tiny hands.

“Kak, what's sister lakanin?” Nina approached Akmal and picked up the wet clothes she had in her hand.

“Akmal Just wash clothes, buk. No pa pa!”

“But brother, it's mom's job, sister play games yes,”

“Ibuk already work and keep akmal also Sasa, so let Akmal auxiliary ibuk. I must be tired, I sit down. Soon finished.”

Although it was hard to let his son do the work he should have done, he also could not forbid his son. It felt so moved to know that her children were so attentive to her.

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After making sure her children sleep, Nina also gave her feet that felt so stiff because all day had to work, starting from waking up she had to prepare breakfast, and then she had to prepare breakfast, cleaning the house and taking the children before going to work and when he came home from work he still had to clean the second floor, where the homeowner lived because at that time usually the homeowner was not there. Because today the homeowner is there when he comes home, he does not clean it. Actually there is not much to clean on the second floor because it looks like the owner of the house is also rapid and maintain cleanliness so usually Nina cleans every three days.

Nina picked up the black envelope she had not yet opened this afternoon, her curiosity not as great as her admiration for her children. At least in the middle of his hard life there are children who always strengthen him.

At first glance Nina knew if it was a wedding invitation even though she only saw the tipnuya, but she did not know who the wedding invitation was. Slowly Nina pulled the invitation out of the envelope. His eyes immediately heated up when he saw the name on the invitation, a wedding invitation that was so elegant and luxurious, maybe one sheet for fifteen thousand or more. But the name on that fancy invitation broke his heart.

“Tega once you mas,” murmured in between sobs that he could not bear, with undngan that he still held tightly in his hands . no word Iklas really iklas, Iklas, it felt like eight years together and the man forgot about it in just an instant.

‘Ibu’

There was only one mother he called after his mother died, and that was Kamal's mother. Her ex-husband. Nina again wiped her tears that continued to decompose and several times set her breath in order to control her emotions, so as not to sound sad her voice.

After feeling good enough, Nina shifted the receipt on her phone screen and placed the flat object on her earlobe.

“Hallo, assalamualaikum,”

“Waalaikum greetings, nduk. How are you nduk?”

“Alhamdulillah well buk, mother same father how?”

“Alhamdulillah mother same father is also good, children how? They're not fussy, are they?”

“The kids are good too. Thank God they are good kids buk, never trouble Nina.”

“Thank God then. Oh yes nduk, actually I just want to ask,”

“What is buk?”

“You have accepted the invitation, nduk?”

Instantly Nina's gaze turned to the invitation that was in her grasp and nodded her head as if her interlocutor could see what she was doing, she said,

“Iya buk.”

“Ibuk hope you same kids can come ya nduk,”

“Sorry buk, Nina can't promise.”

“Don't be so Nina, pity the children can't see her father getting married. Besides pitying Kamal too, he must be sad if the children do not come. So try to come yes nduk.”

‘How do I feel, buk? Why can't anyone understand my feelings? I also hurt,’ Inner Nina while pressing her chest that felt so painful.

“Nin, you still hear me right?”

The question re-awakened Nina, “I_iya buk, Nina listen. God willing Nina to do it. Yes, yes, the kids woke up. Nina close first, greetings to father, assalamualaikum.”

Without waiting for a response from across the street, Nina immediately hung up her phone. He could no longer hold back his tears. Nina immediately cried as if while smothering her mouth so as not to make a sound. He did not expect, in just an instant he suddenly became a stranger in a place he thought was the most comfortable home.

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