He's Not The Best
58. A Divorce

A Divorce

“I ..” Erlan said a little hesitantly, while glancing at Winsi.

“Yes, how can you be here?” Hanifa asked again glancing at Vinsi, Hasnu and Runa.

“You yourself why is it here?” Erlan asked back, he stepped away and put down the Winsi suitcase he had brought, because the girl's suitcase was not only one, he carried two suitcases and two other bags.

The two men who began to grow up were now talking to each other, not far from where Winsi stood.

“I register as a volunteer teacher here, on the recommendation of Mr. Imam. Yep... I went to college too.” Hanifa spoke still with her sweet smile.

“Wah, so here there is a university too?” Tanya Erlan was enthusiastic.

“There's dong!”

“Ooh ... Why didn't you say that time?”

“Oh, because the offer was also just received a week ago.”

“Hmm ..” Erlan muttered while nodding.

“Eh, Lan! you haven't answered my question?”

“Which question?”

“Why are you here?”

“Oh, I just happen to be a brother, he wants to go to school here too. There he is, his name is Winsi. I'm tipped, huh?” Erlan said while pointing at Winsi with her chin.

Hanifa glanced at Winsi at a glance, then nodded.

“She's still SMA, huh?”

“Ya.”

After that, Erlan introduced Hanifa to Winsi and left the girl to her best friend, Hanifa who would become one of the administrators and teachers there. It seemed, the two opposite-sex humans liked each other. The gestures and body language and the gaze of the two who have a mutual liking, very clearly seen, by Winsi.

Runa followed his son to his dorm room at the boarding school he was going to occupy, guided by a guide. Then, they arrange clothes and all school supplies in the closet that has been provided.

Erlan had first come home, after encouraging and advised that Winsi take good care of herself. Hasnu was still waiting in the schoolyard. The mother and son hugged each other and gave each other wills to keep themselves and take care of health before they finally left and say goodbye.

School activities will begin immediately when the afternoon when all the students have been accepted and registered properly. The activity will not start if the learners have not yet got and occupy their respective beds and rooms.

Winsi followed the direction of the advisers according to the instructions of the pesantren Mudir and he saw one of the builders was Hanifa. The beautiful girl stood among the other mentors as they were introduced one by one.

Winsi was grateful that she was in one room with Nia, a fat Junior High School friend and they chose a bed side by side.

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Arkan has done everything in his power to find Basri wherever he is. In fact, he had deployed several people to search in various places, which the man used to visit until finally his efforts were fruitful.

After getting an explanation and knowing where Basri is, Runa can finally meet her ex-husband. By the middleman Arkan.

Runa is now sitting opposite Basri, among them Arkan and a lawyer who is ready to bear witness to the signing of their divorce papers.

Now they were in a simple restaurant, a place that Arkan had agreed to and someone who managed to persuade Basri to get there. Persuading the man who now looks thin and unkempt, it is not easy. He was indeed adamant to keep Runa by his side.

“You can't trust Runa. You bring others in our business. I told you, will I still keep you until anytime?” basri said at length after the lawyer and Runa said what his purpose was to meet and come there.

“Sir, I don't want to remain your wife as long as you don't want to acknowledge Winsi as your own son!”

“You're obviously having an affair, Runa! So it's only natural that I don't believe it's whose son? That's Anas' son, that jerk, right?”

Basri's words had made Arkan sort his eyebrows deep, he seemed to think hard trying to digest Basri's words about Anas.

“Not, Sir!” tukas Runa's.

“You just keep lying. If you think I'm not a problem either, I'll take care of the kid.”

“If you don't believe in me, why keep our marriage? So, let's sign this letter, sir!” runa said while offering a piece of paper from a religious court, it was their divorce papers.

“Remember, Runa .. If you ask for a divorce from your husband, then, you will not smell heaven, you know, right, about the prophet?”

“I think it's forgivable to ask for divorce from a husband like yourself, sir, who won't admit his own son and accuse his wife of adultery without proof!”

Basri fell silent then glanced at Arkan who was only silent from earlier he saw the two people before him fighting, expressionless as if his face was flat.

“Do you want to marry her?” asked Basri then with a wry smile.

“Ya!” Arkan said quickly, “I love him," He said still without expression, while his eyes only glanced at Runa a glance then, his sharp gaze back on Basri. These two men were both staring at each other, as if both of them were unsheathing their swords each ready to slash at each other.

Some time between them, no one spoke to each other. Then ....

Now the lawyer gave a lengthy explanation. He requested that Basri immediately sign the divorce papers. He asked that all parties can support the court's decision immediately out. According to the lawyer, they, Basri and Runa, it is better not to attend the trial and only himself who came, so the divorce process is completed faster.

Basri reluctantly signed the divorce papers and said nothing while doing so. His face looked gloomy and increasingly pale as if he deeply regretted what he had done in the past. B with the person he loved was never on his mind at that time.

However, what happened has been the fate and the words that have been written for 50,000 years, the lauh mangfuz, even before the earth was created. Even a fallen leaf would not have fallen without the knowledge of God, let alone what happened to him this time.

After he finished signing, his share, Runa andil spoke. “Pak, I think it's a pity that you left your parents' house ... I think, if indeed you think the house is full of sin because it was used for adultery by Nira, you can use it with a lot of worship and a lot of remembrance in it ... use the house to read the Quran a lot. So, the house does not turn into a haunted house, even in the place of a madman.”

“What's the business of saying that?” sahut Basri looks furious.

“Yes. Indeed I have no business, I just give a suggestion , who knows it can be accepted .. baby, the house was damaged just like that.” Sahut Runa is serious.

“You haven't answered my question yet,” said Basri.

“Which question?” ask Runa.

“Do you really want to marry her?” he said Basri while pointing at Arkan with his chin.

Seriate