His Virgin Ex Wife
make choices

The three then fell silent. Arsa and Dhita examine Rayya's story, while as the storyteller, Rayya just sighed. Just giving an explanation, he felt tired. Especially this morning when I experienced it myself.

"Really, Mba? I mean... how come? Ibrahim's grandfather didn't stop his head, did he?"

"Dhya...."

The young lady looked at her Brother who had just reprimanded. "I mean. gini Mas. kan Mas know that Grandpa Ibrahim was suspicious, too careful, too overprotective. Why is it so easy to trust new people?"

"Yes probably because Grandpa thinks of him as a brother. Kan Iman is his brother's new wife Mas Daus," said Rayya.

Dhita. "It's a weird tune, Mba. creepy even, spooky," he murmured softly.

"He's not a demon. You speak some pretty good language, Dhit?!"

Dhita swerved towards Arsa. "The truth is, Mas. This faith is awesome. He's a scientist what can make Grandpa Ibrahim easy to believe?"

Rayya nodded. "She was this morning meeting with Zahra in front of the office" Rayya said, recalling the incident in the morning, when he arrived in the lobby.

Dhita again cringing. "Zahra... who?"

"Zahra Bawazeer, son of Ahmed Ibn Bawazeer. Friends of mother and father Mas Daus," said Rayya.

"Whose name is Sese-Emyr, Mba?"

Rayya nodded. "Yes, who was married to her parents."

"Gokil! This is seriously Mba... This faith is not an arbitrary person. But...who the hell is it like he has never joined our group, huh?"

Arsa turned her back to the back of the sofa. He breathed to hear the words of his sister. Maybe it's true that he doesn't seem like a random person.

"Mas ever knew the same...he? The Faith... Faith all?" ask Dhita.

Rayya stared intently, watching the man's movements.

Arsa nodded slowly, hesitating. "I guess not yet. Which faith is this? I mean, there are many people called Iman. This... Whose faith? His full name knows?"

Rayya. He frowned, trying to break the memory of Faith. "It's acquaintance time, he just said... Faiths... Solomon."

"Have you ever met? It means.. kayak acquaintances shake hands, acquaintances.... acquaintances?"

Rayya sighed. "Not just acquaintances, we even almost hit a fight." Rayya issued his frustration. He hid some facts such as. he was repeatedly saved by Faith when it almost fell.

Arsa. "He dared to hit you?"

Rayya shook her head quickly. "To be more precise, I was the one who wanted to beat him many times."

Faith closed her eyes for a moment and took a breath. Calmly, he thought about Rayya's words. He felt that something was playing out, something was happening here.

"Mas Daus accepts Grandpa's decision? She's not upset or angry, Mba?" ask Dhita.

Rayya sighed. "He was in a hurry to get out of the meeting. Mba was trying to chase, like he was angry anyway. But Mba feels weird. Why is he angry with Mba?"

Dhita. "He is ordinary. From the beginning anyway if there is a problem, whatever it is, for him who is wrong always Mba Rayya. Toxic him, Mba," he growled.

Rayya nodded slowly then glanced at Arsa. The man was busy thinking about something. I don't know which problem Rayya doesn't know. Usually, he is often silent when Dhita excited to comment on many things. Later in the future, Arsa then opened his voice to give a way out as a solution to the problem. He was a serious thinker, never playing around to help those around him.

Rayya frowned at his words.

"Mba mending go, Mba stayin' everything. Here, the environment is toxic, Mba. Moreover, Grandpa was his mind began to be unclear. What the fuck is Grandpa giving someone else, nobody and mistress Mas Daud?!" said annoyed.

Rayya listened seriously to every single one of the woman's words.

"From your problems, I think Grandpa Ibrahim is the type of person who likes to throw people. Even if it was his family, he never hesitated to throw them away."

Rayya. Dhita was right, Rayya thought so.

"Who can guarantee that later... Mba Rayya's not going to experience anything like Mas Daus, Grandpa dumped?"

Rayya was silent. Their eyes clashed, Dhita kept staring straight, seriously. "Mba moving away. Join our hospital."

"No way," said Arsa quickly.

"Mas!" his sister's protest was loud.

"Mas can't let Rayya move or leave this company."

Dhita sighed. "Why?"

"Rayya" Arsa looked straight at Rayya. "You... still remember how you suffered because of Daus? You still remember how you half died fighting, studying business, surviving in the environment, even though it is toxic, but you have done almost everything to survive, right?"

Rayya flinched, he nodded slowly.

"Are you ready?"

"Huh?" rayya asked confusedly, responding to Arsa's question.

"Are you willing to let go of all your struggles? After all these years of you half-dead fighting for your position, and then just because Grandpa is now getting rid of Daus, you want to go along?"

Rayya was silent again.

"You're not a naive woman, are you? Why did you give up now after all? Why just because Daus left you want to come along? You should be happy that your ex-husband left. Consider this the reply to his behavior in the past. Why do you even feel like protecting your ex-husband?"

Rayya blinked, listening to the words. Arsa. Why is he upset anyway? He should be happy that Grandpa got rid of Daus. Doesn't that guy have to do his own thing? It's a project that's having problems, a project of its own choice, right? Despite Rayya's repeated opposition, she persists in maintaining her apparently troubled, under-calculated desires.

"Why do you keep your feelings? You're all grown up, both grown up. You're not a baby sitter, are you? Why do you feel the need to defend him? It's time for your ex-husband to clean up the mess he made!" arsa sounded very firm.

"It's your company, it's been a struggle for years, Rayya. Why are you letting go?" tanyanya.

Rayya and Dhita look at each other. They were busy digesting every sentence that belonged to Arsa. Speech correct. Why should Rayya back off?

"Continue according to Mas Arsa what Mas means... Mba Rayya must maintain his position? It's. kayak gambling, Mas. Who guarantees that after Mba Rayya survives, always works as well as possible, Mba Rayya will not experience the same incident? ... Kayak Mas Daus?" dhita protests.

"That's like Mas Arsa told Mba Rayya to work rodi. Mending out from now, before Mba is more tired of inner birth," added the woman.

Rayya considered both opinions. Dhita's right, but... Arsa was not wrong. Is Rayya willing to give up all her labor?

"Work as usual, Rayya. Just endure how much you are capable of. Even if later, for example, you are right to experience problems like Daus, for example, you give up. forced to give up," he said.

Arsa looked straight, then continued his words, "Rayya, if it is true that you are indeed eliminated, at least you do not regret. At least you didn't give up, it wasn't that easy. You try as hard as you can. You. enough to survive. If you defeated your ex-husband, if you defeated Daus, then now is the time to defeat Faith."