
"No, honey!" hugging Adelia.
"lik! Brother must have thought of Kak Sejah, right? What about the divorce papers? not yet?"
"The process, Del. What are you doing? Don't worry, you're yours now."
"Adel wants to be the only one, there is no Kak Sejah among us."
"But among us is Riska, Del."
"Certainly? Don't forget that there are these among us too!" pointing at the not-so-big belly. "This innocent child needs a brother too!"
"Big lazy debate, Del."
Currently Adelia and Malik live in a small rented that only has two rooms, the same size as his house in PT. The Wind Storm. The distance between rented houses to work takes 1 hour more because the place is quite far.
That is what Malik must do every day, during the day he must return to his house with Khadijah for lunch while cleaning the house to look inhabited. Adelia wanted to live there, but because of the lack of official divorce papers Malik and Khadija, she could not live there.
Adelia is big enough guts to live there, but Adelia also knows if the Malik family is very much in the area of the house.
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This morning Khadijah and Riska returned to the house that he had lived in for a long time, the house that Khadijah did not want to live in anymore. Riska looks happy because she returned to her home, can meet her friends again.
On Khadijah's journey, his mind goes back to Malik, the man he wants to forget but the universe is not supportive. Moreover, there is a Kodir Paktua who wants the wedding to remain intact.
Khadijah turned to him, "This time is how, dear!"
"The household has many twists and turns, the test of each person is different but you must know one thing, God will not give trials beyond the ability of his people. Paktua is sure, you are a woman God destined to have a broad heart."
Kodir's uncle stopped his speech, then glanced at the sleeping grandson. "Talk later with Malik nicely with a cool head. You have to remember, every decision we have to consider by thinking about children. You see Riska, this little boy is very beautiful and smart. You can imagine how it would be if he had a complete but not intact parent. If indeed after talking with Malik your decision is still the same, Paktua hope you are mature with your decision and know what steps you will take next."
"Yes, Paktua."
"You still love Malik?"
Khadijah was silent, the question made him confused to answer.
"Jew, Jah!" the Paktua Kodir.
"Whence Bang Malik the father of the children was colonized. From the birth of Dijah already know with Bang Malik, even ten years we married, Paktua! It's a lie that the colonists say that being colonized is not dear to Bang Malik."
"You are patient, Jah! Men have both puberty. Paktua is sure, after this he will repent!"
Khadija did not say it anymore, he could not say this was not the first time Malik did it to him. If you tell him, will he understand?
The car driven by them has entered the PT area. Wind Storm. Khadijah began to shed tears, 'Should I return?' inner Khadijah.