The After The Divorce
35. In simplicity

...I may not be perfect in your eyes, but I want to be perfect in my children's eyes...

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"Thank you for bringing back Nina's children" Nina told the man who had spent eight years filling his days with false love.

"Yes, I'm also grateful that you've brought the children to live with me and Silvi, maybe in the future it will be more often like this because of our circumstances, so you have to get used to it."

"Nina understands, mas. Greetings to Silvi."

"Well, I'll go, greetings to the children. Tell me I love them."

"Yes, um."

Nina waved her hand as the car had already passed from before her, it felt strange in a position like this. A few months ago she also always did like this because her husband went to work and now she is doing on the same person but in a different position.

Without Nina noticing, someone was also watching them from upstairs. She does not go anywhere today because her mother forced her to accompany her in search of gifts for her niece, Dava.

"What is Nina feeling right now? Does she still love her ex-husband?" several questions were lodged in Dirga's mind as she watched the interaction between Kamal and Nina.

Until Nina re-entered Dirga had not even moved from her place. He still wished he could see the children coming out for a moment and staring at him, but in fact until a few minutes he did not get what he wanted.

Dirga also chose to take his jacket and wallet and went out, in half an hour he had to be in one of the shopping centers to accompany his mother and before that he had to meet clients who were not far from the shopping center.

The sound of a car coming out of the side yard had attracted the attention of Nina who was busy preparing food for the children, who was, but unfortunately even though he was eager to see the car owner he could only see his car without being able to see who was in it.

"When he was at home earlier, should I greet him first." he muttered softly while remembering Mita's words yesterday, listening to the story of his best friend he so wanted to know the owner of the house a little.

"Mother, is fried chicken chrispinya already?" the question immediately broke his daydream, he immediately turned to the source of the voice with a smile. He almost forgot his job.

"I'm sorry, my mother still wants to mix the edges. How about a week of waiting while helping my sister finish the toys, then we eat together."

"Ready buk." Sasa cheerfully turned around leaving the kitchen, the smile of his children that was able to revive his spirit.

After fifteen minutes, Nina again called her children to eat together in a sizable dining room.

"Aren't you going to have thighs or wings?" nina asked before putting her homemade chicken on Akmal's plate.

"Akmal wing aja buk, let his thighs adek. I love the thighs." he said so wisely with his age of seven years.

"Well," Nina placed the thigh of the chrispy chicken on Sasa's plate and then the wings on Akmal's plate.

Then Nina just put two pieces of tempe that she deliberately fried krispi on her own plate, it certainly attracted Akmal's attention.

"Where's mom?" ask akmal later.

"It just so happens that in the refrigerator there are only two pieces of chicken, but it is not a problem to want to be at work mom always get a quota of chicken side dishes, mom Sampek bosen eat it" said Nina reasoned, he did not have enough money to buy more because the savings from his salary had just been used to pay for Akmal and Sasa's school fees. While the money given by Kamal, he did not use it at all. He was just on guard with Silvi's attitude that made him feel bad to spend it.

But suddenly Akmal cut off half his chicken and placed it on his mother's plate,

"For my mother, Akmal also ate a lot of chicken at my father's house, right?" he asked for approval from his sister.

"Yes buk, have Sasa also greatness. Half of it is for ibuk ya." said Sasa as he chewed some of his chicken thighs and he put it on Nina's plate.

"Mamuk's children are good, then how about if we just eat in the tray so one, it must be better."

"Yes, I agree."

Akmal quickly got down from the chair, without even being asked to go to the kitchen immediately to pick up the tray while Nina took the mat for the title next to the dining table.

"Let Sasa help bring the dishes down yeah, buk."

"Dear, but be careful."

"Yes buk."

Finally the three of them sat on the mat, eating with the face of a large tray. They can eat voraciously even in simplicity.

Akmal and Sasa long for moments like this, although there is no father but this is more than enough. Usually when he returned home from work, his father would buy a pock in his regular food stall and they ate equally like this.

Although the food served by Silvi is much more luxurious than this, but Sasa and Akmal can not enjoy it because of Silvi's attitude which is often ketus when there is no father.

"Oh yeah, can you ask me?" ask Nina then after the food is over.

"By buk, what do you want to ask?"

"Said aunt Mita, you guys like playing with uncle who lives above huh?"

Getting the question, Sasa and Akmal even throw a glance at each other.

"Sister, deck, I won't get mad if you're honest."

"Yes buk," Akmal replied hesitantly, "Sorry ya buk, notya Akmal wants to lie to mother but Akmal and Sasa have already promised Uncle Aga not to tell mother."

"So his name is Uncle Aga."

"Hmmm, uncle himself asked to be called kayak is buk."

"Is Uncle Aga a good man?"

"Good buk, even Aga's uncle who helped Sasa the same brother to do schoolwork. He said Aga's uncle lecturer, Sasa later also wanted to cepet college so that it could be taught by Aga's uncle."

Nina's feeling was getting more relieved, but her curiosity in the man who didn't live on top of that only grew.

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