The Wife You Divorced
Disillusioned

Tonight, Zaki Mila and Holy Mother were still sitting in the dining room. They still seem to be enjoying their dinner.

"Mom, tumben ma'am, mother's cooking is very good," said Zaki on the sidelines of his chew.

Holy Ma'am smiled as Zaki praised Mila's cooking.

"Yes. It's delicious. That's Mila's cooking. Mother also did not expect, if it turns out Mila can cook as well as this," said the Holy Mother also praised Mila's cooking.

Uhuk uhuk...

Zaki coughed when he heard his mother's words.

"What! is this Mila cooking?" Zaki widened his eyes. He seemed to be sorry for praising the cooking.

Zaki does not like Mila, the prestige of her when praising Mila's cooking which she thought was her mother's cooking.

"Yes Zaki. This is all Mila's cooking."

Zaki took the glass that was in front of him. After that, he drank up half a glass of water.

"But I think it's normal to cook. Better auntie cuisine," said Zaki retracting his words.

Ever since Mila lived in her house, Zaki had never been kind to Mila. He was still uncomfortable with someone new in his house. Moreover, she is a woman, whose status has not been legally divorced with her husband. And Zaki is indeed a man who does not easily believe in new people.

Mila was neither angry nor offended by Zaki's words. Because he hadn't noticed Zaki's conversation with the Holy Mother since. But since then he still daydreams about Aluna.

Zaki got up from his seat. After that he left the dining table to go to his room.

The Holy Mother looked at Mila fixedly.

"Mil, what's wrong with you? from the food, just in the mix? why Mil?" ask Holy Ma.

Mila who was asked could only be silent. It seems that he also did not listen to the words of the Holy Mother.

"Mil," said the Holy Mother as she patted Mila on the shoulder.

Mila flinched and immediately looked towards the Sacred Ma.

"Eh, yes Ma'am. What's up, Mom?"

"Why did you daydream?"

"Sorry Mom. I just remember my son."

"You want to meet your son?"

Mila nodded.

"Yes Mom. But I'm confused, how can I meet my son."

"Yes, tomorrow I'll take you to meet your son."

"But..."

"But why?"

"I couldn't have seen my son at my husband's house. I have to see him at school."

"Yes, then, tomorrow morning I'll take you to your son's school to meet your son."

Mila looked at Holy Mother fixedly.

"Mom sure, would you send me to see my son? don't you have to go to the office."

"There's Zaki in the office. If there's Zaki, I'm not very active going to the office."

"Oh..." Mila manggut-mangut understands.

After the dinner was over, Mila helped the Holy Mother clean the dining table.

"Mil, if you're tired, wash the dishes tomorrow."

"Yes, Mom."

"If you want to rest, just rest."

The Holy Mother then left Mila in the kitchen to go to her room. After the Holy Mother left, Mila also stepped up to go to her room.

Mila went into her room. He then approached the window and opened the window curtain.

"Oh Allah, Aluna. You again say Aluna, mama misses you son," said Mila while staring out the window.

Since yesterday, Mila felt a longing for her baby. However, he was still upset with Adnan. Since Mila was kicked out of the house, Mila accidentally deactivated her phone. He did not want anyone to contact him including Adnan and his mother-in-law.

Mila wanted to be alone first, calming her current state of mind that was in turmoil.

"Son, tomorrow mama's going to your school. You wait for your mama there, son," said Mila.

****

This morning, Holy Mother and Mila had already arrived in front of Aluna's school.

"This is your son's school?" ask Holy Ma.

"Yes, Mom."

"Your son must be inside."

"Yes. I'll go down first, ma'am."

"Yes." Yeah."

Mila got out of her car and stepped inside Aluna's school.

"Excuse me, ma'am, how can I help you?" ask a teacher to Mila.

"I want to see my son Aluna."

"Aluna who? Aluna here a lot Ma'am. What grade of a mother's child?"

"Top grade."

"Oh... Alunas. I happen to be his homeroom teacher, ma'am."

"Oh, that's it, ma'am. Can I see Aluna?"

"Duh, sorry Mom. I should have asked my mother the same. Why hasn't Aluna been in school for a week."

Mila was shocked when she heard the words of her teacher Aluna.

"What! Aluna this week didn't go to school?"

"Yes. Doesn't mom know? mom's mom, I should know dong."

"I don't live with Aluna anymore, Mom. He lives with his father. So I don't know, Mom, that Aluna didn't go to school."

"Why is that, Mom?"

"I have a problem with Aluna's father. So we're splitting the bed."

"Oh. So. I'm sorry, Mom. Hopefully, the problems of mother and husband are quickly resolved."

"Yes." Yeah."

After chatting for a long time with Aluna's teacher, Mila said goodbye to leaving school.

"Yes Mom, then I go first Mom. Oh yea. If I could, I'd like to ask for mom's number. Let me know how my son's developing."

"Oh, ma'am."

After getting Aluna's teacher number, Mila then returned to her car. He got in the car.

"How have you met your son?" ask Holy Ma.

Mila shook her head sadly.

"Why?"

"My teacher said my son had not been to school for a week. I don't know what's wrong with my son."

"Maybe he's on strike again because there's no you" said Holy Mother.

"It could be Mom. Because if it wasn't me, Aluna wouldn't be with anyone else."

Holy Mother sighed deeply.

"It's too bad your husband is Mil. You should have taught such a man a lesson. If you get divorced from your husband, you just take over the custody of your child. Let your husband be sorry for hurting you."

"Yes Mom. The penginnya that is. But..."

"But what?"

"I have money, ma'am, hire a lawyer. My husband will hire a good lawyer. He'll win."

"You just calm down. I can help you find a lawyer if you really need one."

Mila smile.

"Not bother Mom. Mom wants to give me a place to live, I'm happy. For now, I don't want to think too much about divorce. If there was a better way to solve our problems, I wouldn't divorce and sacrifice my son."

"But you've been on talak and kicked out. Maybe that's your husband's way, because he's tired of living with you, so he's always looking around for your mistakes, so he can divorce you."

"Come on, ma'am, I don't know. My husband was jealous before."