The Boy for the Widow
'The past, not the future'

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 this, Yo...!!" pissed Lyra.

Aryo laughed out loud, "There's someone who wants to meet you. But we'll finish the mediation!"

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

Aryo just smiled broadly, revealing clean white teeth like a pony.

Lyra nodded in agreement, again she felt the vibration of the phone that was in the bag. Once again his eyes looked at the message he received through whatsApp, making him re-think Zul.

An excellent handsome young man, even many times he sent Lyra messages with excessive feelings of worry. He only replied very briefly.

["I'm still in the Religious Court, sorry Zul. Don't bother me anymore. Because we're so much different, bye."]

Lyra again put her cellphone in the bag that is on her lap, turning towards Aryo who has since noticed the movements of the widow candidates matured to bear one child.

Aryo knows how his best friend is, he just smiles faintly at the voice announcing the name of his best friend Dony and Lyra.

"Udah called, yuuk! Let's get out of here!" whispered Aryo kelinga Lyra.

Lyra stepped her foot, entered the mediation room, chose to sit next to Aryo as a friend and confidant. He glanced at Dony who chose to sit a little away from his ex-wife.

Their eyes looked at each other with grudge, even Lyra could not bear the pain of Dony's treatment of her all this time.

The trial to undergo mediation is very difficult. Some unreasonable demands of Dony on Lyra's head, making her blood boil again.

Lyra is unable to endure her heartache, she spills all, from the beginning of their dispute only because of Dony's family, Dony's affair with Nela the attached grandmother who is her neighbor, Dony's, until the last he told clearly, for two years he did not earn an inner living.

"Don't be born, just an inner living she can't give to me. What was my mistake?" Lyra's eyes were fixed on Dony who was looking at her with a gaze full of anger and hatred.

Lyra opened up about how Dony and his family were treated, so she said she would never return to Dony's arms. He also asserts that he will never regret and give custody of Kesy to a man like Dony, because he has no sense of responsibility for himself and their small family.

Dony opens the absurd, when the mediation team asks him for self-defense, for wanting Kesy in his care. He also proposed a residence that they had been living in, could not be fully controlled by Lyra on the grounds that they had a baby. Some of the most annoying requests made by Dony to send the ex-wife.

Hearing Dony's unreasonable request, Lyra growled in annoyance. The beautiful face grew red, after the mediation would fully consider Dony's request.

Law where is this from? Husband does not work and produce anything, can get a house and a car because they remember their favorite daughter, Kesy? What the hell's going on?

No-no-no, many times Lyra massaged her temple, reluctant to comment when mediation would end, because Lyra asked Aryo to take care of all the very disgusting problems in her eardrum.

Dony smiled, glancing at Lyra with a triumphant look. For him, infidelity or whatever is not important to talk about, but with compassion in front of the clerks all his requests are filled with very easy.

This must be something strange for Lyra. His face looked increasingly uncomfortable while still in the mediation room. He wanted to leave the court office immediately, reluctant to explain how he felt at the time.

Lyra patted Aryo on the shoulder, whispering slightly, "I'm going, I don't want to be here. Don't get Kesy in the old hands of the bangka. I do not accept, what would my child eat? Work is also not. He's gonna blackmail me, Yo!"

"Yes....! Just relax." Just that remark coming out of Aryo's lips gave Lyra some space to let go.

When Lyra will come out of the door of the mediation room, it turns out that the door of the room opens first with a very wide.

The gazes of the two people who once had a love story were shocked to each other. Two eyes exchanged a glance. Nine years have never met, now both must be in the same office, the Religious Court.

Lyra still left the mediation room, running in haste, looking for the whereabouts of her parents.

However, the footsteps of the man who chased him faster got Lyra's left arm and then pulled the body of the woman who was being overwhelmed with sadness into his arms.

Lyra did not see who was holding her, at this time she did not care whose chest she was crying so her shoulders shook violently.

Disappointed, that was all they had in mind. Deep disappointment, even very painful. Why is justice never on his side? In women who take pains to become the backbone, but must be made an automatic ATM machine by her ex-husband himself.

Bara's chest is a field, currently there for Lyra in the face of her complicated divorce polemic.

However, while everyone was busy with their own thoughts, Lince and Boy approached his daughter who was standing not far from the mediation room.

Boy slightly lowered his round glasses, making sure who was hugging his daughter with bated breath, unable to wipe let alone talk.

Boy asked while taking his daughter's body from the hands of the man who hugged her so as not to cause slander, "Bara!?"

Lyra who was still crying, was a little curious to glance at the man who had grabbed her just now. Slightly whispering did not expect the man of her age to have stood firm with a smile.

"Bara!? What are you doing here? Aren't you in Manado?" tanya Lyra linked her two eyebrows in disbelief.

Bara smiled, "Yeah, I'm here. I happen to be the current presiding judge. Long story Lyra, you better go home first. I'll call you later."

Of course Lyra shook her head, thinking this was just a coincidence, she again asked, "Hmm..... do you know my phone number?"

Bara nodded, "Free friend of yours to be a good lawyer. He can't be trusted, because it's easy to give his client information," he whispered a little comforting.

Lyra brushed off his hand, begging him to leave the court office immediately because he did not want to linger there.

They separate.

Lyra felt nothing at all when she met Bara, even though the handsome man was her former lover.

Lyra's principle has long been, 'her former name is only the past to be forgotten, not the future to be fought for'.

Lyra smiled, as she looked at some incoming messages through whatsApp. It was written an unknown number and the name of Zul who entered at the same time, when he was in the car immediately passed to their residence.

Lyra knitted her eyebrows together, rubbing her chest slowly, "Hmm.. I'm sorry, Zul!!" Only that sentence was in his heart for the young man across there.