
"Len" called Weni as she was already close to Shirleen.
"Wen"
"Where is Yudha ?" asked Weni, for some reason she felt anxious when she heard Yudha's accident, her heart was pounding, no matter what kind of reaction happened to her body, ah maybe just because she heard some bad news, while Yudha a few days ago had been staying at his house, yes maybe he was a little surprised Weni's inner self.
"She's still being dealt with it, my husband said, but her right hand was broken" Shirleen explained.
"Weni !" exclaimed Mama Vienna, she did not expect to meet again with the woman who had helped her at that time.
"Ah Aunt, good morning, uh afternoon Aunt." hail Weni, she felt that this was not the right time for her to meet with her Mama Yudha.
"Siang, what are you doing here ? You know Shirleen ?" ask Mama Vienna.
"Ah Aunty, I happen to want to look at a friend here, and accidentally meet Shirleen, she is my best friend." Weni lied while grinning unclear.
"Oohh so, Yudha was admitted to the accident hospital, it was again handled." although not asked, but Mama Vienna still wanted to explain.
"Oh yes Auntie, Shirleen was also saying, can I see Auntie ?" asked Weni politely.
"Yes please."
Weni then headed towards the glass, not too clear indeed, but she could see that Yudha was indeed being dealt with, her injuries were quite numerous, Weni shuddered in horror at the thought of her pain.
Jason smiled fakely, looking at the drama between Mama Vienna, his wife and his best friend.
"Emang Mama Vienna does not know if her son ever waited for girls people ?" jason asked Shirleen.
Shirleen shrugged both of her shoulders, a sign she also did not know for sure.
"The drama is really, but here obviously want to tengokin the midget." whispered Jason again accompanied by weirdness, but it seems Mama Vienna saw it, so grinned wonder at the two of them.
"Aw !" Jason complained when Shirleen's elbow landed on his stomach, "What the hell By ?" asked Jason who was still seen grimacing in pain from the sudden attack.
Shirleen quickly changed her face, smiling sweetly at Mama Vienna.
Mama Vienna who felt increasingly astonished at the attitude of the couple at different ages, trying to think where the fault lies.
"Len, here." said Weni, who managed to stop the drama between Shirleen and her husband.
"Why ?" ask Shirleen.
"I want to talk, but not here, just go to the toilet." Weni whispered to Shirleen.
Shirleen nodded, and asked her husband for permission to accompany her to the toilet for a while.
On the same day and hour, Rendi and Riska were in the religious court, their final divorce judgment hearing was held today and had just finished, Riska was sitting weakly, she said, there was not a single family who accompanied him, for some reason it felt like his family was staying away from him.
He knew he was guilty, the most wrong thing and made his family hate him was that he sold his own son, Tiara.
Even with other mistakes, who had deceived all his brothers in the name of their mother, he also did not know why he could be a crazy person with money, like to spend money, he did not know why, buying expensive items at will that when clearly there is no benefit, and he will always thirst for money, which he has always felt never enough.
Now that there was a bit of regret surrounding her heart space, Tiara was gone, as Tiara's custody fell on Rendi, who is now officially her ex-husband.
"Mas," he called to Rendi as the man was about to walk out of the courtroom.
"Yes !" rendi said briefly, there was a little disappointment that made him more silent than before, disappointed that he could not maintain his household.
"Can we talk ?" ask Riska.
"Speak !"
"Mas, can I meet Tiara ?" ask Riska carefully, obviously because she knows her mistake.
"Haahh," Rendi let out a slow breath, "I promised myself I wouldn't meet you with Tiara, before you realized and regretted your mistake." said Rendi.
Riska bowed lethargic, it had been a few weeks she had not met Tiara, why it felt so tight to hold back the longing, and also just one thing, she wanted to apologize to her daughter, she said, his daughter who knows nothing but instead becomes a victim of his selfishness.
"It's Riska, just go for it." said Rendi again.
"What, is she okay ?" Riska chose to ask that.
"He's doing well, going to school, making friends, doing whatever he wants, doing his job as he ages" Rendi told his ex-wife.
"Mas, I miss Tiara ?" lirih Riska.
"Even to this day you don't answer why you sold our son Riska ?" Rendi emphasized again the fault of Tiara's mother, so that Riska was aware and did not want to say long, there was disgust when Rendi heard the word longing spoken from Riska's mouth.
And also the truth, Rendi is very eager to know the reason behind all that, if it is still tolerable, maybe he can forgive Riska, but impossible because no matter how hard he thinks, maybe, guessing what the reason was, to him Riska was truly outrageous.
"Where is your conscience as a mother, the first person who will protect her children, but you even want to drop it on a deep abyss" said Rendi, seeing Riska getting bowed.
"I was so disgusted to see you when I thought about what you did to Tiara, fortunately my son could still be protected by the angels God sent, what would happen if he was completely broken, don't you think about his future at all ?"
"I've always loved you Riska, all this time I've always felt guilty for the betrayal I've done to you, for the hurt I've inflicted, even I was willing to apologize to you while on my knees even I was willing, but now no longer, because it seems like we really should stay away from you, you changed Riska." Rendi left Riska in solitude in the conference room.
"Mas, Tiara.." said Riska, her tears broke right then and there. He is completely alone at the moment.
Riska exits the courtroom and goes to the hospital where Athar is being treated again, only Athar is expected to accept her, despite hating Athar, indeed the wheel of life does continue to spin, in fact circumstances can turn around at any time.
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