The Boy for the Widow
Misbehaving

Lyra approached her room which had been cleaned by the janitor. He glanced sharply at the man who had been waiting for him since.

Lyra paid no heed to the man, as she had no business after hearing the man's request in the mediation room yesterday. Her face was so disgusted as her eyes clashed with Dony, her ex-husband.

Yes, very early in the morning Dony was in Lyra's office to ask for the house keys that he had been carrying. For almost a month she had been living with her mistress, hoping that Lyra would return to their residence.

Dony follows Lyra to enter the room which has become an ex-wife, but is rejected by the beautiful woman.

Lyra held Dony's chest, so as not to enter her study, "Would you come here?" tanyanya.

Dony smiled faintly, answering Lyra's question casually, "First I'm here to pick up the house keys, second I'll take Kesy to stay a few months with me until the Court's decision knocks our divorce hammer!" trivialities firmly.

Lyra raised both eyebrows, laughing sarcastically at Dony's unreasonable request, "Haaah....??? Are you shameless.... asking for my house, also Kesy!? Remember Dony, the court's decision is not clear. They are still considering! I assure you, you will not get anything, because you will not be able to meet the needs of Kesy. What will you give me?"

Lyra's question that was very insulting to him, immediately made Dony reply with origin, "There are you Mama who can support Kesy!! I as Papa must take care of my child for the sake of his future!"

THE PLAAAAK....!!

Lyra's finger slap flew to Dony's right cheek, who never had any shame when faced with the woman who was already his ex-wife.

"Listen to some jerk....! Please leave my office before I report to the front security. Don't expect you'll get it all! Because if that happens, I will report you to Komnas HAM, or to the police all because of your affair with the old woman...!!!" lyra's growl challenged Dony with a look of hatred. 

Dony withstood the heat of Lyra's slap that floated to his cheek, if he was willing to avenge the treatment of a woman who was challenging like going to kill and eat it round and round.

Lyra again asked the man who had given her a princess, "From this second on, never see me! Or I'll take the car that's in your hand! Because it's mine OLD BANGKA....!!!"

Lyra slammed the door of her room very hard, crying again so much that she imagined Kesy's future if she grew up in Dony's hands.

However, he was unable to separate the child from his biological Papa. As much as Lyra, all she has to do is because someday they need Dony for guardianship for her daughter.

Aaaagh! And maybe one day Dony will change for Kesy, their beloved daughter. Not always will people continue to make the same mistakes. It's possible, if you part with Lyra, everything will change for the better.

Lyra moved to the seat of pride, the black chair that has lifted her economy for the better over the years. He massaged his temple slowly, looking at some of the messages that had entered the phone since last night.

Seen a phone call from Zul, and an unknown number.

Lyra fell silent, opened her laptop screen, doing the job as usual. Completed the task as a financial part to send a mid-month report, before being asked by colleagues who are in the city center across there.

For a moment his work came to a halt, as Zul made a video call, he let out a long sigh, sliding the green emblem, using the bluetooth headset on his right ear.

They stared at each other through the phone screen.

["Hmm... hello!"].

Zul's voice was slightly upset that Lyra had cut off their communication unilaterally without giving any more news and opportunities.

Lyra just stared at the handsome face of Zul across there, the face of an authoritative young man, white and very clean, clearly clearly really worried about the current condition of his woman.

Lyra smiled faintly, only rubbing a soft face.

["Speak dear. I should how? If I don't deserve you, let me know. What kind of man would be worthy to accompany you, Lyra?"]

Lyra could only smile, holding back the longing she could feel right now. I don't know, at this time he just wants to forget for a moment the problems that occur, such as messages from Mama and her Papa.

There is no harm in establishing communication with men, let alone Zul's current position far across. So no one will know with this connection, inner Lyra is a little mischievous.

["Lye....! Are you still listening to me?"]

Lyra raised both eyebrows.

["Hmm, I'm still here! As you can see, I'm already in the office.I'm currently doing my job!"].

["Thank God, baby. What about our son, Kesy? Has he moved to school?"]

Lyra again rounded her eyes, a little growling, because of Zul's question, very tickled her heart because of the phrase 'our son Kesy'.

["Yes Zul.... Kesy has already moved schools, as you suggested. At least better and he's happy too. But right now I have to face the fact that my ex-husband wants our home. I gave her the car. I confused Zul. What should I do?"]

Lyra's eyes back in tears, even she was unable to stem her tears that unwittingly wet her smooth cheeks.

["Ooogh Lyra. If I were there, maybe I would be there to accompany you. But you take it easy, I will immediately ask the family lawyer to help you! Don't worry, I'm serious. Besides, if that house you gave to your ex-husband, what's wrong? After all, he would not be able to sell it. He can only stay, but not have it whole."]

Lyra was pensive, little considering that the house was indeed in her name, and could not be fully owned by her ex-husband Dony.

["Listen to Lyra, she might need that house. Oya, are you currently living in kosan or where? Sorry, if I ask a little. Because I have a house in Nirvana Housing, if you're willing. Because the house was occupied by two of my family's servants. Are you ready?"]

Zul asks as if Lyra was a woman who was persecuted because of her own ex-husband, but the mind of the adult woman is not her 'persecuted. However, it is Zul's honesty to own a house in Nirvana real estate housing, a residence that is a luxury home in the area.

Lyra muttered in her heart, "House in Nirvana that is inhabited by servants? Is he kidding? Or maybe he is the heir to the throne of the mother and child hospital here? Aaaagh.....!!"

["Lyra... Why are you so bengong sih? You can stay there if you don't mind. Maybe it'd be better if you were there. At least I'll be calmer."]

Lyra awakens from her daydream, not wanting to imagine that would never come true, where would a virgin want a widow?

"Did Zul's eyes misjudge me? This isn't Cinderella's day, Zul. Where is there a prince who wants to be just as willing to raise ashes as I am?" lyra's laughter in the heart.