His Virgin Ex Wife
Back to that place

The small-sized object was cornered in the corner of the room. Rayya's most terrible thing. Considering for the woman, every object she has is so valuable, kept tight, then the appearance of sandals with seven inches right is very sad.

Some people say that the best things will come when we use the good stuff. Wasn't there a story about a man who tried to be pious, desperately trying to hope for Allaah's ridho, dido’a so serious, but in fact his presumption was even rejected. Do’nya impossible to be granted. It is said that when in pleading do’a-do’a it uses goods that are not good. His body is filled with things that are not good he can in a bad way. Food and drink, snacks, clothes, anyway in everyday life, he has a lot of bad things. He is required to remove the ugliness if he wants to do’nya granted.

Therefore, Rayya was very careful in buying an item. Moreover, he is not a shopping enthusiast, then once he needs something, he will strictly select what he will choose. For him, he realized that he was far from being a good servant. So at least, being careful in life is the principle. Like those sandals. He could tell that they got it in a good way. They're Rayya and Shanaz.

It was an item he had been wanting for a long time. He was after it even when it was still in pre order time. Once so, the goods order is even the wrong size! He was offered to buy the property of others who had not yet been taken. Tsurayya refused, considering it was someone else's order, someone else's right. Although the supervisor of the store may be confused with the big name Busro, then put Rayya first, but in the sandals there are the rights of others. So, he chose to hunt in other stores even other countries.

 With his efforts full of fatigue, Shanaz must shop around online to find out which store has shoes with the size of his top. Then, the woman flew to the land of lions, went to the official store there, carrying a shopping bag along Orchard Road to meet Rayya's demand. With this success, Rayya also gave him a bag with a very famous brand.

The slippers he bought in a good way, without taking away the rights of other customers. He hired Shanaz well after he got it. He bought it using lawful money, his own salary, instead of using a credit card, he paid cash!

For God's sake, he dared to testify that the business he was running was honest.

“We may indeed be less good servants. Our worship is far from perfect. Try, you think... If we do business in a dirty way, then how will we be responsible to God?!” ibrahim growled when he learned his men were trying to bribe officials.

The word was planted so firmly rooted in Rayya's mind and heart, that the business he later lived was a business that gave mafaat not something that harmed others. That he lives and is given opportunities and facilities as good as this from God is indeed to be used well, not to complicate other humans.

It shone when it was exposed to the scorching sun that entered through the window slit. The crystals that adorn the front and the sprinkling of various colors of glitter make anyone agree that sandals worth millions of rupiah is indeed worth to have. The model can still be said to be simple even though there are some crystal decorations and butterflies in the rope.

Sandals are good, obtained by good efforts, using the money that Rayya guaranteed well obtained, then...where is the ugliness that makes it seem to be cursed? The object actually led Rayya to witness, with almost bloody in the heart, her ex-husband married another woman.

Only God knows where Rayya's fault lies!

She let out a heavy sigh, holding back the gag of disappointment to her ex-husband. He did not understand the part where his mistake was until David dropped the talak. The man gave a bullshit excuse about: the difference in principles.

That just doesn't make sense. What principle does Daus mean? Hasn't Rayya been willing to sacrifice his opinion and put Daus's desire first even for the most absurd things?! Wouldn't for example-such as Daus giving him a chance, explaining straightforwardly in the part where the principle is embedded, the woman must be willing to cut off the principle and firmly plunge whatever Daus wants?!

Then...in which part does Rayya's fault exist? If there really is, please tell Rayya, how big was her mistake that the man divorced her?

“Miss!”

The woman barely tripped on her own leg when Shanaz burst into the room.

Tsurayya glanced lazily then re-enforced her body, walking towards the window. The moment his assistant opened the door, he was just starting to step up, relaxing his muscles that might start to stiffen.

“Siang will Miss eat?” ask and step in.

“Bibi's pity cooked from yesterday but Miss didn't eat,” she said with a slashed face.

Tsurayya frowned as she opened the width of the curtain that had just half blushed.

“Miss...”.

Tsurayya actually wants to silence her assistant, but Shanaz is a persistent type, he has not stopped babbling if he has not received an answer. Ever since they were together through the night at the hotel yesterday, having barely slept due to the girls talk session, they had become so close like old colleagues. There are also benefits because Rayya's life becomes more noisy and magical because of Shanaz's behavior. However, there is a certain time where he wants to make Shanaz again remember that the boundaries between them should not be eroded. Like this morning almost noon Rayya wanted-if possible, swapping her assistant for siri on her phone. At least, the new series spoke when he was asked, instead of being noisy whenever he wanted.

“You can eat that cooking, Naz. You will say if you need healthy food,” said while lifting hands, stretching muscles and starting a yoga session.

“But from yesterday I've been eating Auntie's cooking, Miss. Not bad but.. from yesterday, Aunty cooked a variety of vegetables that even my whole life just knew they existed,” said Shanaz horrified. He saw that there was a variety of magical vegetables, a type of grass and flowers that could actually be cooked.

His assistant thought that Ibrahim's rented domestic worker was a colossal person considering his age. But it turns out that the Aunt despite her age of five heads, she is not inferior to the chefs on television cooking shows. He even several times using a search engine on the phone just to make sure that the food ingredients processed by the middle-aged woman can be eaten and safe.

“You said you needed a detox. During this time your food intake is the best junk food in the cafeteria. Your snack is also just a snack that contains the wind doang.. You need nutrition, Naz,” replied Tsurayya who began to busy lifting his legs and leaning against the wall.

Shanaz frowned then began to say do’a hopefully his boss was not sprained considering Rayya's body began to jumpalitan. Head down, feet up. Shanaz began to understand the meaning of beauty is a painfull because the sports scene version Tsurayya Busro, which has body goals, is not kidding!

He can even do circus-style poses like this.

Holy hooch! By God, Shanaz shuddered at the fact that Rayya was that magical. He may be suspected of having khodam of whatever type. The woman even though the position is reversed so, with her eyes closed was still able to advise at length about health and body care.

His assistant regained consciousness and fought for his fate. “Begini Miss, if I keep kayaking yesterday,” he said then pause while remembering the colorful vegetables on his plate, “kok I feel for a long time so more goat than goat. Instead of detox, I am afraid I will get acute diarrhea,” said softly.

Tsurayya looks careless hearing the most insignificant curses from the mouth of her assistant.

“Miss, Miss!” peekik Shanaz restrained. “Kalo Miss does not want to eat, then Auntie does not need to cook, I want to order online. I have been eating batagor for days,” again.

“Kalo has already cooked, later your Aunt's cooking mixes peanut soup so that it becomes hodgepodge,” her boss's advice is still fun acrobatics.

Shanaz what if his boss says that? Then he just resigned and mourned his lunch later. He stepped out and went back in when he remembered something.

“Tadi morning when Miss was sleeping, the office person called, Miss,” cried Shanaz as if there was an important incident that he forgot.

Rayya opened her eyes. “Who?” tanyakanya.

Shanaz sighed then looked at the floor below, this time his mouth was tight, not daring to open his voice.

“Naz?” rayya asked impatiently.

“Assistant Mr... Daus, Miss...”.

Rayya immediately opened her eyes then lowered her legs in a quick movement. Shanaz then jumped in strangulation restrained when he saw his boss imitating the movement of cheerleaders-salto in the air like that.

“So who did you say?”

“What?” shanaz asked still in shock as his superior stepped closer and stood upright without feeling dizzy after a few minutes of performing the circus scene.

“Who called?”

“It... earlier that,” the response is doubtful. He paused for a few seconds and gathered the courage to open his mouth. “His assistant Mr Daus called what Miss can sign today?”

He scrunched his forehead, digesting the sentence. Whose assistant? What did his men say? Assistant Daus called?

“Which file needs to be signed?” rayya asked trying to respond as reasonably as possible.

Shanaz taps his habitual index-finger when trying to remember something. “He said, Miss must sign the approval of the factory operation next month. You see, it is already mid-month and the proposal needs to be returned to the factory,”.

“Operational proposal?” rayya asked trying to understand slowly. “Why should I sign?”

Shanaz. What does he need to answer? He himself did not know about the proposal being discussed. She had been assigned for days to accompany Rayya in this house and had not come to the office. A few days of office work was handed over to Mr. Handoko, secretary to Ibrahim Busro. Given that he does not easily trust people, Tsurayya even chose not to use a secretary.

According to him, Shanaz was more than enough. He can be both an assistant and a secretary. When in need of help, usually Ibrahim will tell Mr. Handoko to help Rayya, as it is today.

“If Miss can not go to the office, then Mr. Handoko bring here the file to sign.”

“What Daus is in the office?” asked Rayya subconsciously.

“Mr Daus has been working from a few days ago, Miss,” replied Shanaz.

Rayya cheered when her assistant said that her ex-husband had been working for some time. He thought that the man chose to go through the honeymoon period by traveling to any country. Didn't he ever say he wanted to travel the world after marriage? Like their plan at that time that somehow-their plan seemed to evaporate. Daus cancelled the honeymoon.

Rayya thought that when she married her new wife, Daus would take her around the world. But compared to taking his woman around the world, the man returned to the office and was busy working. Is there something wrong with the wedding? Did Daus suddenly realize that he was not that in love with her? Was his love for the woman just a fleeting euphoria that could just disappear? Does this mean Rayya has a chance to get her ex back?

“Prepared, we leave for the office now,” Rayya said firmly.