The Imperfect Story
Chapter 9

In a simple house with free air coming in and out through a wide-open window, Bella sits under a window playing her favorite Korean drama.

After that, Bella stood up and began her imagination as a woman in the Korean drama.

"Oh, Oppa. When are we getting married?" he said with a gentle face.

"We will get married soon after my office business is over" Bella said by mimicking a male voice with a Korean way of speaking.

"Are we going to stay in your country, leave Indonesia and leave my cruel mother? I'm tired of living with her, now I want to live freely and happily with you." Bella said again with a sad expression.

Wati who was looking for her daughter from earlier stopped when she saw Bella who was playing the drama alone. Then his emotions began to ignite when Bella said 'The cruel book'.

"Oh, so this is what you do when you're not around? I told you to wash the dishes do not want, told to sweep do not want and if you are angry at saying cruel. Who wouldn't be angry to see a rebellious and lazy child like you!" Jolt Wati made her daughter flinch.

"Ice ice, Mother. I was just kidding. I was rehearsing for drama. Don't take dong seriously." Bella's excuse for seeing her mother holding a centong that will be used as a sword to chop her up.

"Then go quickly to the kitchen, wash the dishes. It's been piling up a lot. I'm tired of seeing it." Wati pulls her daughter into the kitchen. Bella also followed her mother's footsteps obediently, not wanting to be made into meat rendang by her mother.

"Eh, did you tell me about the new house to my stingy daughter-in-law?" ask Bella who just poured dish soap in a container filled with sponge.

"Need to ask, ma'am. It's just going to be a waste of my precious time." said Bella, whose hands were not busy washing dirty equipment, but instead making balloon bubbles.

"What a waste of time! Don't get busy! Adding time to unemployment will only add to poverty." Wati let out a sigh hearing the obscure babble from her daughter.

"Ice ice, Mother. I am not unemployed for free. The proof is, I got some happy news for Mom." Bella looked at her mother while playing with eyebrows.

"Well, how are you?" Wati immediately squinted his eyes.

"Will get divorced!" Bella flicked the soap foam in front of her mother.

"Alhamdulillah! Is that true, Bella? You're not lying, are you?" Bella's head on her tap was so anxious to hear the news that she thought was good news.

"It's ice, it hurts, Mom!" Bella stroked her head that was knocked by her mother. "Where might be a lie. I saw this hot breaking news myself" he added, not being accused of lying.

"Where did you see it? As for Mom, you just stay at home not everywhere, ngabis-ngabisin food at home just work!" he complained while pointing at the belly of his daughter who formed two folds.

"Mom's not good at seeing things! This is unemployment, ma'am. You can monitor your activity and updates through social media!" obviously Bella with her spirit.

"What is social media?" a question that Bella finds so funny comes out of the mouth of a woman who has given birth to her.

"Social media, a type of place in the form of applications that people use to communicate or share content in the form of writing, photos, videos while doing social activities for each user. For example, like Facebuk, Insta, watsap, and others." explained Bella while showing her social media application.

"Then ... "Wati's speech was immediately restrained because Bella first cut the conversation.

"I suggest, I don't play sosmed deh, later rich next door neighbors. Play facebuk until you forget to cook again. How many times tuh, again cook rice until charred. You often smell bad, don't you?" bella asked and was nodding by her mother.

"That's because they're preoccupied with commenting here and there." Whisper Bella with a laugh.

"Then let you play social media. I'm afraid I'll waste my food because the gosong can't eat." Bella nodded obediently, because this is how her mother did not see how 'Alay' Bella's post on social media.

"Yes, Mom. It's been announced!" Bella nodded convincingly.

"What has been announced?" Ismail's heavy voice surprised two women who were busy talking about him.

His intention earlier wanted to take water to quench his thirst instantly came to a halt as the two people who were gossiping made his curiosity come out.

"Eh, there's Ismail. Sit down, son!" teh Wati shifts the neatly arranged chair under the dining table.

"What's up, Mom?" ismail asked with a shrinking forehead got a sweet treatment from Wati.

"Getulah, do you want to divorce Zaskia?" tanya Wati while looking at Ismail's face.

"Yes, it's still a process." said Ismail flat then poured water into the glass and immediately gulped it down.

"Alhamdulillah!" Wati also began to bow while repeatedly saying hamdallah.

"Not in vain all this time I had the evil intention of separating you. Finally what I want to be done. You're clean, I told you about divorce but never listened to. So, are we gonna get out of this shabby house soon?" asked Wati with a satisfied smile.

"Huh? Gone?" just now Ismail asked, Bella suddenly came out of the room carrying two sacks filled with her clothes to the living room.

"When did this prodigy get into the room? It was like there was no passing." muttered Wati in heart.

"I'm ready, brother! So when are we moving in?" bella asked with her happy face.

"Moved? Who's gonna move?" Ismail asked back not understanding what Bella meant.

"Ais ice, this brother! You guys are getting divorced, so we're moving house, right? To that big house?" ask Bella.

"Allahu Robbi! You guys are really, yeah!" Ishmael snapped to the two women. Then out of the house, do not forget to close the door by slamming it.

"Mom, so are we moving or not?" bella asked with her lips pressed up a few centi.

"Shut up! You think Mom has a house?" Wati put on an annoyed face because Ismail who dared to leave them just like that without a word.

"So how is this, Mom. I've packed up too. Time has to be back in the closet's arrangement of clean!" bella said no less upset.

"Stop! Don't make me angry!" wati's snapping made Bella stomp her feet towards her room.

Apparently their voices were heard outside the house. Ishmael, who was just about to sit outside, abandoned his intentions and got into the car.

"Moved? It was as good as their lives. And why do they think divorce is like a jackpot?" muttered Ismail while turning on his car engine.

Not yet stepped on the gas pedal, the ringtone of the incoming call rang on Ismail's phone.

"Yes, Honey?"