The Boy for the Widow
Just formalities

On a clear morning, the sun was shining brightly. Unlike yesterday morning because the rain flushed the small town, making Lyra a little late because it had to deliver Kesy first. Plus congestion everywhere due to flooding on every corner of the main road.

Unlike today, Lyra was escorted by Boy to attend the princess's first hearing in the face of her divorce from Dony. 

Lince sat in the backseat, hugging his beloved granddaughter tightly and delivering to school feeling happy.

While Lyra looks like yesterday. Although neat looking, but his face looks old because of the burden of the mind that is constantly struggling on the problem. If true mediation can reunite her with Dony, for Kesy's sake. He could only pray and pray in his heart. To be able to accept the reality of fighting for her husband back. 

Lyra turned to her phone ringing, muttering in her heart, "I'm sorry, Zul! You don't deserve me."

Boy glanced at his daughter from the left side of the wheel, feeling sorry for seeing her beloved daughter not as happy as she used to be.

Boy asked quietly, "What's bothering you, Lyra? If you don't want to keep your household, you better let Dony go. Don't think too much about a man like him. There are still many men better than that child of the devil!" said loudly.

Lince growled in annoyance, staring from the rearview mirror raising his two eyeballs, gesturing to think of Kesy's feelings hearing the adult chatter.

Boy let out a long sigh, for him if his son is not happy with the man named Dony, it is better to separate. Very different from his wife, more often fickle because of thinking about the feelings of his grandson Kesy.

Lyra's car is parked on the grounds of Kesy's new school. An international school, even better than the previous Kesy school, which was filled with Chinese children on the advice of one of Lyra's best friends.

Security awaits Kesy at the car door, while Lyra chooses to go down first to release her beloved daughter.

Kesy seemed very cheerful, more enjoying having new friends who never asked about family or any personal problems of his parents. Very different from the previous school, which always wanted to know how the little girl was everyday, what she did, to the work problems of both parents.

Kesy is a very closed child, more insecure in discussing about his parents, or he will switch the conversation if his friend asks family.

Kesy hugs Lyra's body, shakes her right hand, steps into the school gate.

Lyra smiled happily, seeing her daughter change a little better since moving to a new school. He entered the car, headed to the Religious Court office with his parents.

Along the way, Boy had more frequent arguments with his wife Lince due to feelings of disappointment towards Dony. Making Lyra's head throb a little because of hearing the debate between her parents.

Lyra could only hold back, to stay sane to hear the Mama's babble to Boy who disliked Dony very much from the beginning.

"Well, who did you marry, Ma? Yah bara? What's the bara, Ma? Fire Embers Asmara said Mama," Boy's laughter glanced towards Lyra just to entertain.

"Bara Andriansyah Papa..don't like to change the name of people's children, deh," Lyra replied lazily.

Boy laughs, "Well, yeah.... Andri Bara. His son is kind, even devoutly worshiping. If we go home we will always bring martabak telor, martabak cheese, martabak nuts Mama's favorite. Same Manado, same as Papa."

Lyra took a deep breath, only turning her gaze to another direction, lazily discussing the man called by Boy.

Lyra reminds Boy a little of why they split up, "Papa forgot why I split from Bara? First, because Kak Bima loves Kenny Bara's brother. I relented, because Mama said there's no way Mama's kids could all go to their families. Papa forgot? I'd rather retreat for Bima?"

"How, if you are officially bearing the status of our widow to travel to Bali. Take Kesy on vacation. Not really Pa?" persuade Lince to treat Lyra's heart that was once destroyed by the decision of both parents.

Lyra can only smile softly, she has never met Bima since she decided to marry Kenny Bara's sister. For him, it was better for him to stay away from the family for the sake of living happily across the street for a Dony he met on his first official trip in town.

The car stopped in the parking lot of the Religious Court, seen the car that Lyra gave to Dony which she had redeemed some time ago, has been parked there.

Stupid, maybe that's what people have in mind for women like Lyra. No, of course not, for him if he has given anything to others never want to take it back, because he believes, someday he will get a more luxurious gift than this time.

Lyra got out of the car, wearing black women's pantofel shoes, in line with the color of the official clothes she was wearing, a black shirt, combined with a black knee-length sponge skirt. The small bag he used to put on his left hand, gave the impression of being authoritative looking relaxed yet elegant.

Dony saw Lyra from a distance, a little surprised because his wife's death was accompanied by his in-laws.

Dony snorted in annoyance, as he would fail to ask Lyra for money, to take Kesy's beloved daughter on another three-day holiday weekend.

Lyra did not look at Dony. He was greeted by his best friend Aryo who had been waiting since, in the back cafeteria.

The suave friend that Aryo did to both Lyra's parents, because he was very familiar with Om Boy whom he used to call.

The name of Papa Lyra is slang, making all Lyra friends very fond of the beautiful girl because it has the same hobby that is music.

The firm and unpretentious, yet cruel, nature was seen when Boy's eyes were fixed on Dony's son-in-law.

Dony bowed respectfully to Boy and Lince, trying to take Lyra's parents' right hand in front of the ex-wife who did not turn her head at all.

Dony greeted kindly, "Ma-ma-mama same P-pa-papa how are you?" tanyanya nervous.

"Hmm....!!" Lince pulled his hand from Dony's grasp without even making small talk.

Very different from Boy, he did not ignore the hand of Dony prefer to leave them in the waiting room.

Lyra chooses to stay away from Dony, she sits on the bench available with Aryo whispering, reluctant to be friendly to the foolish-looking man.

"I don't want to continue this marriage. From the beginning I didn't want to be here. Please, Yo. I'm lazy to look at Dony's face" Lyra whispered.

Aryo nodded, "Calm down, everything has been arranged by Mr. Kasan who takes care of mediation. It's just a formality, in two days you're officially a widow, and I'll deliver the letter to your office."

Lyra's two eyeballs are rounded, "What...??? Two more days....!? Why am I here if you can take care of me!!" pissed Lyra.

Aryo laughed, "There's someone who wants to meet you!"

Lyra knitted her eyebrows together, again asking, "Who...!?"