The Boy for the Widow
Zulfikar, Zulkifli or Zulkarnain...!?

Unreasonable hatred makes Lyra even more hate Dony family.

Great love, can be eroded from abusive words that are very painful every day.

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Lyra came out of the bathroom, wearing a towel around her body. Still heard from outside the house the voice of Dony who begged to open the door immediately.

Lyra heads to Kesy's room, picking up sleeping pajamas for her beloved daughter. A naturally beautiful face, still looking tired due to the attack of the Dony family this afternoon.

Why is this happening in my life? Is it a mistake to be married to a man who does not have a regular job? No-no-no, Dony changed because of family incitement, not because of me, his inner self.

Lyra went into the room, not forgetting she was carrying a can of potato chips that she bought from one of her best friends at the office. She wore long-sleeved pajamas, and began to change into Kesy's still sleeping outfit.

Lyra picked up the phone on the dresser, sent a message to Zul.

["I'm sorry, Zul. Good night, and good rest."]

Just that short message that Lyra sent to Zul across there via whatsApp.

Lyra straightened her legs, spread her body beside her beloved daughter, while she was enjoying a snack while watching television, her cellphone rang again.

Lyra smiled faintly, looking at the name on the phone screen, "Zul.." she grinned.

["Hello....!"].

["Where have you been? Why call me and my message you never answer. What's wrong with you? I'm worried, Lyra!"]

Lyra smiled sumringah, her eyes instantly dewy, enduring an unusual cry. He bites his lower lip, feeling Zul's worry too much according to him.

["Lye....!!"]

The sound of Zul's voice across there calling out his name once again made Lyra realize.

["Hmm. There's just a little problem."]

["The problem? Don't you want to share with me? Wh why? Just try the story...any time I can help you!"].

Lyra took a deep breath, gently rubbing the head of her daughter who was still asleep.

["I'm divorced from my husband, Zul. I'm ashamed to tell you. Because to me you've never been married, you certainly won't know how to deal with household polemics."]

Hearing Lyra's words from across the street, it certainly made Zul a little upset.

["Hmm... Your mind is too evil dear! Even if I'm not married, at least I can give you some comfort. Sorry, maybe I'm a little surprised. I'm really upset with you because you didn't answer my message. I'm worried, it's really my feeling, baby."]

Lyra cried, this time she really cried at Zul. I don't know who he's talking to other than God. She's just a woman who needs protection. Away from the family makes him like a kara in a city he has never been friends with.

["Yes, dear Lyra. But I know, some of my friends also talk to me often. Well, I'll do anything to keep you smiling. I promised Lyra. Even though I've never met you, I'm sure we'll be together someday."]

["Zul... STOP.....! Never give hope to a woman who will bear the status of a widow. Widow of one son, Zul. Are you sure that's me? We're going together? Your college is still koas. I don't want you in on family just for marrying a widow. You are a doctor, your future is long. We're too far apart, 10 years old Zul."]

Lyra brushed off all her thoughts to be with the man who was finishing medical school in a big city across the street.

Zul continuously reassures Lyra who sounds still hit with all the events are very creepy according to the young man across there.

["Listen to Lyra, although we are of a distant age, my family does not necessarily approve of our relationship, but I will never let you go. I worry because I care. I really care about you, Lyra."]

Lyra knitted her two eyebrows.

["Awhile... You assume we have a relationship? We just got to know each other, Zul! We've never met before. Why are you so sure I'll be your life partner someday? We also know because of a wrong connection! Just the next time you want to call your lover, but you pretended to ask me about the pharmaceutical sales. There's no coincidence, Zul. I'm not a kid. Remember well, I'm an adult woman who knows how evil a man is. One more thing, I don't believe in marriage."]

Zul laughed out loud at Lyra's chattering across the street.

["Do I have to beg you? Do I have to come to your city to worship? Lyra, I've never had this kind of communication with a woman in my entire life. I heard your voice very well in my ear. I can judge by the way you speak, the language you speak, making me very comfortable. You're a great Lyra woman. You're the woman responsible for your own life and your daughter's. I'm glad to meet you. That's why I assume you are my lover from now on. Like it or not, you're still my lover."]

Lyra is further comforted by Zul's immature babbling and seduction for her. His face occasionally seemed to smile more often, as Zul was able to comfort the loneliness of his heart. I don't know.it's a new beginning for him to get back up.

["But we are too separated by Zul's distance. There's no way I'll keep waiting for you here."]

["Kok being a pessimist? My koas will be done in a few months, and maybe after graduation I will register for CPNS in your city. So that we can live together after you officially separated from the husband."]

Lyra chokes, even she laughs at Zul's absurd plan for him.

["Whatever, do you want to marry a woman who only works in a government agency? Widow of her status. You can be jealous of girls because you're marrying me, Zul," she laughed.]

Zul also laughed across the street, at least believing the 22-year-old young man was able to comfort the lonely heart of Lyra.

["It's night, Zul! We're resting, yeah! Tomorrow you have to go to college and work, I have to work."]

["Hmm, you all right? Take care of your health, do not let you stress. Bye Lyra!"]

["Bye Zul.."].

Lyra closed her phone after two hours spent communicating with a man she knew from a relationship.

"It turns out Zul is cheerful, but what is the name of Zul's extension? What is Zulkifli, Zulfikar or Zulkarnain? Oooogh.... ripe today there is still such a name? He must be from someone who is and is respected. Hm.... Lyra, don't ever expect a young doctor to be your husband!" he murmured in a fantasy.

The night is getting late, but Lyra is no longer hearing Dony's voice from outside her home. A little curious and there was a feeling of pity, he stepped out of the room, peeking out from behind the curtains.

"Oh my God....!!!"