The Wife You Divorced
Eat at the cafe

The current time has already shown three in the afternoon. Mila is currently still cleaning up in the middle room. Mila saw Zaki was leaving. Mila hurriedly approached Zaki.

"Mas Zaki wait!"

Zaki stopped his steps when he heard Mila's voice. He then looked back and looked at Mila.

"What's Mil?" tanya Zaki looked at Mila fixedly.

"Where is Zaki going? Zaki wants to go, right?"

"Yes. I'm going Mil. Why Mil?"

"Mas Zaki, I want to talk to you about something."

"What do you want to talk about?" ask Zaki.

"I want to..." Mila hung her words.

Mila seems confused to talk to Zaki if she will borrow money from Zaki for her father's hospital fees.

Mila was surprised when Zaki suddenly grabbed her hand.

"Follow me Mil!" said Zaki.

Mila looked at Zaki's bead of clingy eyes.

"Where are you going, Mas?" ask Mila confused.

"Follow it!"

Zaki then takes Mila out of the house. Mila doesn't know where Zaki will take her. Zaki tells Mila to get in the car. After that, they left the house.

"Mas Zaki, where the hell are we going?" ask Mila.

"I want to eat!"

Mila surprised.

"What! eat?"

"Yes. We go straight to the cafe. If you want to talk about something, then if we're at the cafe. I'd like to talk to you about something, too, Mil."

"Well, if I knew Mas Zaki wanted to make sure I went to the cafe, I should have changed clothes first. Time to the cafe want to wear clothes like this," said Mila.

"Nothing Mil. Clothes like that are good too."

Mila nodded. At the moment Mila can only obey what Zaki wants.

Arriving in front of the cafe, Mila and Zaki get out of their car. After that they went into the cafe and looked for a seat.

"We're sitting there, Mil!" said Zaki pointing towards one of the tables in the cafe.

"Yes, it's."

Zaki took Mila to sit down. After that, Zaki ordered food for the two of them to eat.

"What do you want to say, Mil?" ask Zaki.

"Actually I..."

"I what?"

"I'm not good at talking about it."

Zaki frowned.

"What are you talking about? just talk!" pinta Zaki's.

"I want to borrow some money from Mas Zaki."

"Money? money for what?" ask Zaki.

"Mas Zaki, my father is in the hospital now. I need money to transfer to the village. Mas Zaki can't guarantee me money. Later Mas Zaki can cut my salary to pay my debt" said Mila explained.

"How much money do you need?" ask Zaki.

"Not much, though. Only five million" replied Mila.

"OKAY. Tomorrow I'll transfer the money."

Mila smile. It turned out that borrowing money to Zaki, was not as difficult as what Mila thought.

"Thank you very much, my mother."

"Yes. You're welcome."

Moments later, a waiter comes to Zaki and Mila's table. He put Zaki and Mila's order on the table.

"There's still a lot, Ma'am" said Zaki.

"Yes. Same with you," said the waiter.

After the servant left, Zaki looked at Mila.

"Yes, it's."

Mila and Zaki then ate together. This time, Zaki invited Mila to eat out. I don't know if there's any wind Zaki can turn very well on Mil.

"Said someone wants Mas Zaki to talk about it. What's Zaki gonna say?" ask Mila on the sidelines.

"Tomorrow at night, I want to make sure you go to the wedding anniversary party of Mr. Prasetyo my business partner" said Zaki.

Mila was shocked when she heard Zaki say.

"What! Mas Zaki want to make sure I go to the party ?"

"Yes Mil. I'm not good, if coming to the party do not bring a partner. I want you to be my friend."

Mila was silent as she chewed her food. He still seems to think.

Duh, Mas Zaki wants to convince me to go to his business partner's party. I'm sure that party must be all the rich people who came. Mas Zaki wants to make sure I do. I don't usually go to rich people's parties. Mas Adnan never convinced me to go to a party like that, inner Mila.

"Mil, how's Mil? want ya?"

"Why should I be the same Mas? why not just anyone else."

"Just who? same mama? mom can't come to the show, 'cause she's got her own show tomorrow night."

"If Holy Ma'am is busy, Mas Zaki why not convince others?"

"Mil, actually I want to get you to the party because I want you to enjoy the party. Come to the party. Let you forget for a moment your problems with your husband. Let's not keep sad."

"Duh, how about you."

"Udahlah Mil's. Don't think much. Want it."

Mila breathed deeply. Without thinking much, he finally agreed on what Zaki said.

"When is the party?"

"Tomorrow night."

"Yes deh Mas. I want to."

"Thank you Mil."

****

Tonight, Mila is already pretty with her robe. But Mila felt inferior about her own appearance. Because, he never came to important events rich people like that. But he's not good either, having to reject Zaki's invitation.

"Mil...! Mila...!" Exclaimed Zaki who was already downstairs.

Mila exited the room and hurried down the stairs to approach Zaki below.

When he saw Mila, Zaki stared at Mila without blinking. I don't know what's on that guy's mind right now.

"Mas Zaki, why worry about me like that? is there something wrong with my appearance?" ask Mila . He doesn't seem to care about his current appearance.

"There's nothing wrong with how you look."

"Mas, I'm ashamed of the real Mas."

"Then why?"

"I don't usually go to parties. Especially to the party rich people like his business partner Mas Zaki."

"Mila, you don't have to be inferior. You are beautiful with your appearance. You're ready, aren't you Mil?"

Mila nodded. "Udah Mas."

"Well, let's go!"

"We don't want permission with the Holy Mother."

"Mama is ahead."

"Oh."

Mila and Zaki then stepped out of the house. In front of the house, it appeared that Holy Mother was chatting with Mr. Burhan.

"Holy Mother" said Mila.

The Holy Mother looked at Mila and Zaki.

"Eh... Zaki, Mila. Are you leaving already?"

"Yes ma'am" said Mila.

"Yes Ma. Me and Mila go first."

Before leaving, Zaki and Mila kissed the back of Holy Mother's hand. After that, they got into the car and drove away from home.

"Thank God, that Zaki and Mila would already be familiar like that. I'm glad to see it," muttered Holy Mother after Zaki's car disappeared from her sight