The Revenge of the President
Chapter 10 New life

After her divorce, Arshila continued her life in prison. Although, he often cried and lamented his fate. He also often daydreamed and became quiet, answering only as necessary.

His friends, too, can only let, because they have often given advice.

Time passed, one by one, friends who were like family, began to be free from prison.

Yessi and Jian, free together. Hugging each other, as a farewell greeting. Don't forget, make a promise to come visit them.

The following week, Aunt Nessa and Alexa followed. They hugged Arshila tightly, unable to leave the woman alone.

"Shila, you need to be strong. Please, don't be narrow-minded. Out there, your daughter is waiting."

Arshila just cried a mouthful, hearing Aunt Nessa's words. This time, he was really lonely.

Alexa, hugging along, rubbing Arshila's back.

"We'll visit often, once we're free we'll pick you up too."

Arshila nodded with flowing tears. His lips could not answer, he only thought of his days alone in the cell .

Finally, Aunt Nessa and Alexa left. Sometimes the two looked and waved their hands.

Yes, Allah. Strengthen me. Please strengthen my heart and mind.

One year, then.

Without feeling the turn of time so fast. For a year, he was behind bars. It's time to enjoy the freedom out there, though Arshila's lethargic face isn't very persuasive.

Usually, people will welcome happiness, after being free. Make a lot of lists, which he has to do. Not with Arshila. This woman, stepping weakly, turned her head up into the sky, looking up at the morning sun, which was hitting her body.

Perhaps if he were still a wife, he would be very happy to come today. But, everything is different.

"Sister,"

From a distance, four people who often visited him, waved their hands. Smiling, stretching out his hands while running towards her.

"We miss you."

They gnawed at her body, hugging tightly, until Arshila shed her tears. At the very least, there are those who pick him up, at least he still has a friend.

"I miss you too."

Arshila wiped her tears.

"Now, let's go!"

Alexa took the bag, from the shoulder she called sister. Put it in the trunk, then sit behind the wheel.

Behind her, Arshila sat in the middle between Yessi and Jian. The two girls, leaning on the woman's shoulder. Meanwhile, next to Alexa, Aunt Nessa sat down, looking back.

They set off, heading for Aunt Nessa's house.

"Do we need to follow him, sir?"

"No, necessary. Just tell your men."

Dave was still looking at the black car that Arshila was riding in. He was already there, staring at the woman out of the gate and greeted by his friends.

On the way, Yessi and Jian so much told stories, conveying their plans today. Starting from eating, traveling, to shopping.

"Sister, what do you want to eat? Today, we're having fun just getting home."

"Come home?"

His heart aches a little, go home? Whither? He had no home or family to go to. Nor does he have the money to contract. The promise that her ex-husband said, has not been given on the grounds that she is not free.

"Don't worry, Shila. You can stay at the aunt's house for a while. Auntie's been looking for a job for you."

"Thank you, Auntie. Sorry, it's been a hassle."

"Don't say that, we're a family now. How's kids?"

"Rubber, Aunt Nessa."

Arshila was a little relieved, although there was a bad taste in her heart.

They are in a Korean restaurant.

"I'm sorry, I haven't eaten grilled meat, ramyun, sausage, huummm for a long time." said Yessi, who swallowed the salivary.

"Hey, didn't we just eat it last week."

"That's different my cousin dear. Today, it's a rame-rame, so the portion should also be rame."

After ordering, they chose a seat adjacent to the glass window. Talk about their plans tomorrow and beyond. As if, their time was just filled with walks and eating.

"Sister, let's eat."

Jian put the grilled meat on Arshila's plate.

"Oh, yes Shila. What's your plan?"

Chew, while looking at Arshila. Aunt Nessa again snatched the freshly cooked meat.

"Not yet, Auntie. I just want to try work. After, having enough money, I intend to see my daughter."

"Good, I'm glad to see you've risen from a slump. You can work tomorrow at Auntie's. He has a boutique, you can help out there."

"Thank you, Auntie."

"Come, toast! Yessi raised the soda bottle, melting the atmosphere that began to enter the stage of grief.

Fourth, sip the soda together and land it on the table with a little sound. Then, laugh back.

After eating, they continued shopping, but not for them but for Arshila. Fourth, busy choosing clothes, bags, to shoes. Pull it there, pull it here, Arshila's body moves following their hand.

"Try this one, brother." Jian gave a pastel-colored mini dress. Not yet tried, a hand pulled him back.

"Sister, what about this nightgown?"

"Shila, look at this!" Aunt Nessa carries three bags of different colors.

"Tante, I just need one. Don't do much. I still have another bag."

"It's okay. The stuff your ex-husband gave you, you better not take it or you burn it."

Aunt Nessa left, after giving Arshila three bags.

Unlike the three women, who are busy choosing items, Alexa is busy choosing cosmetics. Although, it looks tomboyish with its short hair. Alexa seems to know about cosmetics. Choose a lipstick with a color that matches the thin lips Arshila, powder with natural color and some other cosmetics such as mascara, eyebrow pencil and blush. Not to forget too, he bought some face creams for routine care.

After spending such a long time, the four of them started to leave the shopping mall.

"Come, take it apart" said Yessi, excitedly, as she had just entered Aunt Nessa's house.

Meanwhile, Arshila was agape with the many paper bags.

"It's all mine?"

"of course. Now, let's unload."

They themselves choose, dismantle themselves, show each other proudly.

"Here, I choose. Beautiful, right."

Yessi showed off two dresses of different colors.

While busy unpacking, the housekeeper came over.

"Madam, dinner's ready."

"Alright, bik. Thank ye. Please, tell the others to tidy up the guest room. My sisters are staying tonight."

"Okay, Madam."

Aunt Nessa looked back at them, and her eyes were fixed on two unopened paper bags.

"This what?" Lifting the height of the paper bag.

No one answered, even Alexa pretended not to know, shrugging her shoulders.

"It's cosmetic. Wow, very complete."

Aunt Nessa opened it, followed by a crowd of two curious girls.

"So, who bought it?"

Still curious, because they don't think about cosmetics. Three pairs of eyes, staring at Alexa who looked blushing with embarrassment.

"Hahaha, Alexa's brother bought it."

The three approached, dropping Alexa on the floor hugging, while tickling.

Arshila let out a laugh, joining the carpet.