Not I'm Taking Him
Died

Gita only looked at her father and mother-in-law who left.leaving her near the atm in the supermarket parking lot.

Gita just sit on the terrace atm. there are also many people who sit, wait for the shopping or who queue atm.

All who were there just looked at Gita. Some looked down, some looked at pity.

I don't know.

The Gita doesn't care either. She was still dizzy, considering her husband's affair.

And, can be calamity due to a motor accident.with her pregnant affair.

Want to be angry. angry at who. because the cause of the problem can not be asked for information. to know what? wh why? and why could there be this affair happening and make his affair pregnant.

In fact, the gita serves her husband without the least bit of service. both born and bathin. although they regularly exercise the bed. but there is no seed deposit that can be kept in her womb.

I don't know.

Is this God's answer, why they have not been blessed with children.

Gita does not feel too late to get pregnant.they are only two years married.it is still a warm period of being a bride who can still be said to be new.

But. why her husband could even have wil. co-workers instead.

They were in a relationship long ago and she didn't know.

Hhfff

The Gita stands towards the side parking lot, where the ojol is crowded.

He didn't order with the app because he was lazy.

"Bang. can order the ojolnya offline?". ask the gita on the driver ojol that mangkal.

"Where is Ma'am?!". asked one of the drivers.

"To housing ... ". answer to Gita.

"Oo. cluster .... . who wants to?!". asked the driver of the ojol earlier to his colleagues.

"You alone!". My order came in!". replied one of them.

"Yes.me too!". replied the other looking at his phone.

"Ok. let's mbak!. I deliver!". he said.

to the motorbike parked on the outer side of the parking lot.

The gita accompanies the driver of the ojol. the driver gives his helmet, and the gita receives it.

"Gita?!. Where are you from?!".

Suddenly someone scolds the gita who is wearing a helmet. Gita looked at the person she was calling.

It turns out that a police officer was sitting on a motorcycle.he was wearing a mask, Gita did not know.but when he saw the name listed on his police jacket, he just knew. that's the cop who came to his house this afternoon.

"Eh bang. this is from the atm!". replied Gita.

"Oo. let me drive you home!". he said

"No need to bang. I'm the same bang ojol this!". refer gita.

"Hmm good. Beware of ram between gita ya. interuntil his house safely.

"Every pack of Thunder. carry it out!!". he said respectfully. "Let's go gita.

"Let's bang. I go home first!". said gita to the motorcycle bang ojol who had been waiting for him, who was behind the police motorbike that greeted the gita earlier.

"Yes, be careful!". replied the police officer.

"Let's pack thunder!". said bang ojol.

"Yes. don't speed drive Rama. be careful!". said pol.

"Ready!!".

Motor runs leave the supermarket parking lot.

As per the message of the pol sir, ojol walked slowly. I also have no problem because he wants to calm down a little bit.

"New bang. just a few days ago!". replied the gita.

"Oo. bang Thunder is a good cop.it's just his household life that is less fortunate.

Without the gita asking. and the gita does not answer. because he did not ask earlier, and also he does not want to know.

"Wife cheated. Caught cheating nagging at hotel when bang thunder night service.

His wife was in Grebek when there was a raid on the hotel.Guntur bang divorced his wife that night.

But the name of the police, of course, the length of the divorce process, although evidence and witnesses exist, but his wife does not want to be divorced, for reasons of children.

The thunder bang family doubted their son and asked for a dna test, and as it turned out, was not the son's biological thunder bang son.

It's been going on if it's not wrong for six months, it's still often back and forth the court.

As if Gita should be told a story about the police officer. Thunders.

The Gita was still silent, and she did not overcome him.

"Sorry bang!. want to take mbak gita!". said bang ojol.

It turned out to have arrived at the security guard post of the cluster where the gita lived.

Indeed, the distance of self-service and residence of the gita is only five minutes.

"Ok Rama. please!.

Ma'am gita!!". hello to the security guarding the security post.

"Let's sir!". replied the gita reply to the greeting of the security guard of the cluster complex.

"You know that security guard?!". asked gita to kang ojol.

"Know my neighbor.

I live behind this complex!". replied kang ojol.

"Ooo.". replied bang ojol.

"Thank you bang. This is the cost". said the gita gave the fare ojolnya.

"Thank you mbak.

but don't call my brother. I'm still in college. twenty-two years!

Just call Rama ". said bang ojol.

"Ok Rama, thank you!". said Rama.

"Oh yes mbak. This is a sungkawa flower board who?!". asked rama.

Because there are still many flower boards lined up in front of the gita house to the end, because it was only a few days that her husband died.

"My husband he just died a few days ago!". replied the honest gita.

"Oh sorry mbak.

I am in mourning. who is patient yes mbak!". said Rama.

"Thank you!. I go in first Ram!". said gita.

"O please mbak!".

Gita enters her home, a house that only she herself occupies now.

Slender.

but he must be strong to accept everything. For the future and for tomorrow's life.

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