Treasure, Throne, Renata
Love Letter From Tigaraksa Rania Story

The curvaceous Kian was rolling around on the mattress while babbling with his ripple. Her pinched cheeks make me anxious to keep trying. Occasionally he snuck out aaaah-oooh sounds while blushing his mouth cheerfully. This phase is the most beautiful time for a new mother to give birth, the cuteness of the baby is amazing.

PINGING

Nayla: Gaes on what cook today?

Mita: Yellow fried chicken, vegetable lodeh seasoning instant dong.

Fika : Weis Luxury Mit. Even if the instant seasoning yaaah.

Nayla: Oh males cook this, I bought a rib soup.

Tasya: Tar don't forget the sop oplos aer well. Cemplung carrot, a lot of potatoes. If you need the same baso sausage all so dapet many wkwkwk

Mita: Modal 30 bamboo can make a malem meal well Bag.

Nayla: Vegetable oplosan let alone dong to get a lot?

I just smiled listening to their random conversation this morning. I shook my head with his vegetable oplos tips. Sometimes they show off food made with instant spices, even then sometimes they fail. What a rewarding friendship, this group is indeed where we ‘waste’.

“ Ran no one nyari tuh si under “, call my mother from behind the door. My mother then approached Kian while kissing the cheek of her padlick.

“ Who's Ma?, bank people again yes “, ask me while changing clothes.

“ I think anyway, because bring the letter “, replied my mother.

I went down the stairs to the porch. I saw a man carrying a bag of letters. The man was wearing a gray uniform, unlike the debt collector who used to charge the house bills.

“ Ms Rania Chairunnisa?, asked the man to confirm my name.

“ Yes My own sir “, I replied approaching him from behind the fence.

“Her husband Rayendra Saputra yes?, this is a court call from the Religious Court of Tigaraksa bu” he said while giving a letter with a brown envelope to me.

My knee went limp for a moment. The call letter was still in my hands, with a look of shock, I just stood looking at the brown envelope. It seems that the courier did not let my heart stand.

“ Mom, sorry to sign here first? ’ tanya politely.

“ If I don't come how sir? ” my number ketus.

The courier pulled the receipt paper and fell silent for a moment.

“ Sorry Mom, can I help you see the letter? ” . Ask the courier back. I gave the letter to her, my eyes were hot and my hands were shaking a little.

“ Here's Mom's husband who filed for divorce, he appointed a lawyer to undergo the trial process ”. He said while flipping through divorce papers.

“ Oh he uses a lawyer?, great yes can hire a lawyer all ” said me getting ketus. The courier became more and more the wrong behavior in front of me.

“ My suggestion Mother should come, especially if mother rejects all petitioner's claims ”, said the courier patiently so that I become a little calm.

“ I don't want to come Sir !”.

“ Must be Mom, my advice Mother must come to fight for mother rights. Take out all mother's demands at the trial, all for the good of Mother” the courier said.

I took the brown envelope again, my head was still heavy, my breath was hunting and my hands were trembling. I put a makeshift signature on the receipt paper. The courier was quiet while riding his motorcycle, and I turned into the house with a faint heart.

I was silent in my room while hiding the brown envelope so my children wouldn't find it. My mother then went in and asked me.

“ What is Ran?, another bill?”, he asked while holding a sleeping Kian.

I handed the letter to my mother with trembling hands. The letter was then taken by the mother and she read it slowly.

“ Ran, be patient Yes Nak “, look at him wistfully while trying to hold back his tears.

“ Nothing Ma. Rania is already strong now “, I said while stroking my mother's back that held back tears. She took a deep breath, then read the letter.

“ Rayendra comes Ran?”, ask make sure.

“ No Ma, he hires a lawyer. It was a letter from his lawyer “, I replied as I took the summons.

I read the divorce papers from Rayendra. In the letter he wrote that we have not gotten along and separated from home since 2016. For 3 years we have not been home and no husband and wife relationship. My eyebrows frowned while reading it over and over again. Where might he write that we have not gotten along since 2016, in fact my son is only 3 months old now.

I went back and forth to read the lawsuit, it all contained a lie that Ray had written. I sent Ray an email immediately.

To : rayendra@gmail.com

Assalamualaikum, th,

Ray's letter from the court has arrived, I'm called next week to Tigaraksa. Are you seriously Ray?

Immediately I took a picture of the summons and sent it to my sahabt.

Rania: Here's a love letter!

Fika : Ciecie Raniaaaa, Ray rhyme back?

Tasya : Most home bill wkwkwkkw.

Nayla: Definite insurance.

Dita : Say tau from Ray, take back the doi

Fika : Jaelah dari gini ngajak rebalance the time of the letter Dit. Rich in the war against the Dutch.

Rania: Oh my God read it....

Dita : Astagfirullah, is it from Tigaraksa? What area is Tigaraksa?

Fika: Religious Court?

Tasya : DIVORCE TRIAL????

Nayla: Tigaraksa is Tangerang tip is not it Ran?

Rania: Yes Tangerang is far away anyway.

Fika : Tega the Ray, I want the original gaff

Mita: Trus the Ray came with?

Rania: No, use her lawyer.

Tasya : Wih tajir dong can pay lawyers. Have the kids been transferred yet?

Rania: Not yet a Bag. I just emailed him. Trus that make menggeleselin, we say separated the house from 2016.

Dita : Very nice Pinter, Mr. Rayendra. Trus Kian son of sapaaa?

Fika: Huh where did you see the lawsuit?

Mita: Alesannya what's up for divorce said Ran?

Rania: He said there was a long storm.

Tagged: Bacot lo Ray. Hajar Ran's. You have to come, we're all on a taxi ride.

Fika : Yes Ran, come on. Ray I should be taught a lesson!!!

PINGING

To: rayendra@gmail.com

Waalaikumsalam hotel,

Did you get to the email?. Thanks duh. I did not come because I was represented by a lawyer. You don't have to come here, either, it's okay. The place is far away, besides Kian is still a child. Later about 2 weeks selesei ko his trial.

Greetings to the children.

My heart breaks reading Ray's email. I've never been to court before. What difference does it make or not?. As a child, I don't have ASIP stock yet. Should I take him to court too?. My best friend suggested coming to the trial, so did the courier just now. But I don't know what's going to happen there. My head is really dizzy.

PINGING

Nayla: Ran, what do you need to do to court?

Rania: Don't know Nay yet, haven't thought. I'll think about it again, there are 7 days left.

Nayla: this is no link, rich community single mom deh Ran. Follow well, who knows there is input from there about the trial.

Rania: Thanks Nay, I follow ya.

Nayla: Sip Ran, if we need anything to tell us. I also heard that I have gpp.

Rania: Yes Nay thank you.

I opened a link from Nayla, it is in the form of a single Indonesian Mother community. I tried to register while reading the post on social media. Their activities were very positive, especially the recovery and sharing of single mothers. From a psychiatric perspective to the law they often discuss. This is what I need right now, a support system that helps me to rise up and face divorce in court.

Bismillah.I don't know who's gonna help me with all these tests. O God, I beg you to draw me near to the good of Your choice, and keep me away from the dzolim and all the evils of the earth.