
After delivering Elmira, Arshaka drove at a moderate speed, without making any more noise. His gaze was straight towards the road.
Badrina occasionally glanced at her ex-husband. Seeing Arshaka silent, Badrina was interested to speak, "Elmira, it doesn't seem like I'm coming home with you. I can see from his flat look."
Badrina raised the topic as a conversation to let the tension of her heart melt.
"It's just your feeling," Arshaka replied still staring straight.
"I can feel that he has more of your feelings." Badrina continued her judgment, ignoring Arshaka's speech.
"Want to?" asked Arshaka to look at it for a moment.
"E.. e. next time you're with her and you meet me everywhere, just ignore me" Badrina said. "So, how does the woman who is walking with you feel?" badrina's suggestion was staring straight at the street, unfortunately the speech even stuck in her heart. Badrina squeezed tight her own fingers.
Arshaka did not understand Badrina's intention. "Where is the problem? Right now the direction of our destination is the same, to the mother's house," explained Arshaka. "Unless we have a different purpose, of course we are not as mobile right now."
"Men have a hard time understanding women's feelings. Never mind, no need to talk about it!" badrina turned her head in the opposite direction.
Arshaka frowned, he felt confused. Which feelings of the woman did Arshaka not understand? However, Arshaka chose not to bother. Sometimes the thought of a woman twitching complicates herself, the inner Arshaka.
"Monday I'm going to Canta's new school. The school I told you about the other day." Badrina chose a different topic. The atmosphere of silence was not liked by Badrina, he was even awkward if they were silent to each other.
"Can't find another school?" tanya Arshaka was interested in the new topic Badrina discussed.
"Hhh. It will take longer. The longer the holiday, our child may ask not to go to school," said Badrina objected to the idea of looking for another school.
Arshaka turned to look at Badrina who was worried about her son's future, even though this was still the kindergarten stage. Arshaka knew that his ex-wife would choose the best for her only daughter.
"Is there really a problem with the school I recommend?" search Badrina. He was confused as to why Arshaka disagreed less with the school he was told.
"Ee. no problem. It's just that, the cost at school is quite expensive, yes," explained Arshaka looking for an excuse. He remembered the cost of Ameera's school which was also large.
"You mind because of the school fees? I'm going to charge," Lontar Badrina turned to Arshaka. Badrina sewot sees Arshaka objecting only to the problem of school fees.
"Have money?" cibir Arshaka while giggling amusedly.
"Widow's fortune is always there. The artists are so much, after divorce has been windfall," Badrina mentioned a number of names of female artists.
Arshaka chuckled, "Selling personal stories is said to be windfall, ck," Arshaka said again. Some of the names of his ex-wife, Arshaka know a little of his story.
"Rather than widows hanging their lives on married men, or being actors, or selling themselves, that way is far more honorable I think" said Badrina.
The sentence Badrina struck down Arshaka a little. Sitting her indicates anxiety, she rubbed her forehead and neck slightly moist.
"The AC is less cold? You seem to be sweating" Badrina asked as she fiddled with the car's AC button.
"It's okay" said Arshaka, their hands touching each other on the AC button, immediately Badrina pulled her hand.
That simple sentence returned Badrina's awareness that she was just an ex-wife now. He had to make a living for himself, inversely proportional to his life a few months ago.
Arshaka fulfilled his duty as a good husband.
Badrina threw her gaze far out, her heart sad with teary eyes. There is no longer a busy party to think about whether Badrina will eat tomorrow, have decent clothes or not, is sick or not, because the only person who now fights for him has ex status.
Badrina put her elbow on the side of the car glass and wiped away the slowly falling tears. He did not want Arshaka to know that he was crying. Badrina hard to stem the tears, in a hurry he busied himself with his clutch bag to take his cellphone.
Not felt, they had reached Nuraini's house. Badrina immediately went out and entered the house without making a sound. His mood changed drastically.
Arshaka was astonished by Badrina's sudden attitude that instantly changed. He shook his head to see Badrina running towards the entrance, even though she was wearing high heels.
Badrina believes that her son has slept with his former mother-in-law. He went into a room that some time was reserved for him when visiting the house Nuraini.
He immediately washed his body to reap freshness. Some time he decided to soak in the bath up, contemplating his future fate.
Arshaka was right, school funding in a new location was not a bit. Cantara will not only go to Kindergarten, there will be times when he becomes a child of Elementary School, Junior High School and college.
He is just an online entrepreneur who is uncertain of his monthly income. Not to mention that he had to work to meet his own needs.
If one day Arshaka married someone else, of course not only Cantara child to live, but also his new family.
Until Badrina comes to mind to find a rich husband her place depends until the end of her life. However, what is the difference he is with the type of widow he mentioned earlier if the relationship between husband and wife is built on the principle of benefit.
Badrina becomes self-conscious by remembering Poppy's message to keep her distance from Arshaka, except to question Cantara.
Badrina felt that she had to have a firm attitude so that Arshaka also did not interfere with her personal problems like in the restaurant earlier.
Arshaka himself also entered his room next to Badrina. After washing herself, Arshaka checks her phone. There's a call and a message from Maulidya. He immediately called back.
"Lidya, what's wrong?" ask Arshaka worriedly.
"So Meera's body temperature went up. But, I gave paracetamol and now I have a good night's sleep, Mas" Lidya said.
"Oh thank God, reading your message I thought what kind of pain. Do I need to go there?" asked Arsahaka while wiping his head with a towel.
"There is no need, Mas, if it increases the temperature later, I will take it to the hospital only," said Lidya.
"Alright, let me know every time there's a development. Oh yeah, I'll transfer your needs this month. Please wear it well yes" Arsahaka said.
"Mas Shaka, thank you very much. They were always good to us. Giving us a place to live even meets our needs. I pray Mas is always happy," Lidya hoped at length.
Arshaka chuckled, "Like everyone else." After that, Arshaka disconnected the call, immediately he opened mobile banking on his phone and sent some money to Maulidya account number.