
Ismawan. He immediately hung up his phone and headed to Hanum's place. The man felt something was wrong.
"Bro, where are you going? Very rushed," said one of his friends.
"I have business. First, yes!" pamit Ismawan's.
Hanum is even more confused. All this time he only focused on working, but the accusations from Ismawan were very painful.
"War, you also know that I have never had a relationship with anyone. Even in this shop, I focus on working. They all know that I am a widow who works hard to support my child in my womb. How could Mas Is accuse me of being that low?" Hanum.
Wardani is thinking. Only he also felt awkward with Hanum's words all along. Indeed, never once did he know a man, but Wardani often met customers of the stalls where Hanum worked. Like the same people all day.
That's just not possible. Hanum's work is inside. Rarely meet customers in person. That's what ultimately broke Wardani's mind.
Ismawan finally came with his bike as usual. After putting the helmet on the rearview of his motorcycle, Ismawan immediately headed to the terrace of the house that Hanum had occupied all this time.
"So, is that from another man, Num?" ask Ismawan rudely.
"Is, wait a minute! You can't completely blame Hanum, dong! We need your explanation, too. How could anyone else be willing to give that much money away? That's why Hanum contacted you to resolve this misunderstanding" Wardani said.
Finally Hanum told me everything. Starting from he felt followed by someone to his free shopping.
"Is this possible, Ayu, Num? I mean, maybe he did it on purpose to get us into a fight."
It makes sense, but not too strong. Then, what is Ayu's goal for? Especially now that he also got the opportunity to often meet with Ismawan at his home. He also took care of Kasmirah during his illness.
"Emang Ayu is still the same as your relationship?" great-grandson Wardani.
"No way, Mom. That much money for Ayu was also important. I don't trust him! But for what? He knows we're divorced, too?"
There was a point in accusing Ayu of being the center of the commotion this time around. Only he has great potential to do things that Ismawan could not do.
"Num, if you want, we'll meet Ayu now! I think she must be at Mom's. Every day she goes there to take care of Mom, Num."
If it's like this, Wardani gives up. He can't follow this business anymore.
"I don't think that's a bad idea, Num. You better follow. Who knows can find a bright spot" Wardani suggested.
Finally, Hanum agreed. Ismawan is piggybacking on Hanum and intends to drive her home later.
Arriving at home, Ismawan immediately entered. Sure enough there is already Ayu who just picked up a plate of food for her former mother-in-law.
"Come, you happen to be here. Can we talk for a second?" ask Ismawan.
"What's up, Mas Is?" Ayu does not know that in front there is Hanum, her former honey first.
"Come, follow me!" Ismawan deliberately so as not to fuss with his mother.
"Dark! Is! Come here!" call Kasmirah.
"Mas, Mom called us. What's the matter, anyway?" ask Ayu.
Arriving at the front, Hanum was there. Ayu's attitude was ordinary to see Hanum whose stomach was bulging.
"Mas, why bring Miss Hanum again? I'll be angry again, you know!"
Hanum was surprised for a moment, but after that he could master the situation again. He doesn't want to waste any more time.
"Well, I came here because I wanted to ask you something. Earlier I apologized that my words later would offend you. So, me and Mas Is thought that you deliberately gave me money to buy my baby needs. Is that true?"
"What money? I don't understand what you're saying?"
Finally, Ismawan explained in detail his sitting. While listening, Ayu tried to think about every word her ex-husband said.
It was just that the conversation stopped when the Kasmirah came to them. He was surprised to see Hanum there.
"What's this?" ask Kasmirah.
"Oh, anu, Mom. Hanum's mother accused Ayu of giving shopping money for the needs of her baby. Boro-boro gave money, Ayu was rarely given the same Mas Is. Mas Is also not feeling the money to him," Ayu joked to Kasmirah.
Actually Ismawan and Hanum did not want this matter to reach Kasmirah, but Ayu seemed to deliberately leak this secret.
"Maybe from another man, Is. As long as she's outside, don't you know that your ex-wife is hanging out with anyone? Come on, Is, lest the child in the womb is not your child!" Kasmirah deliberately made Ismawan doubtful.
"What does Mom mean? So, you're accusing me of cheating behind Mas Is's back? Oh, or did Mom deliberately say this to make my ex-husband doubt his own son? It's okay, Mom! I don't need any recognition from this family either!" Hanum immediately left the living room followed by Ismawan.
"Even if you don't feel bad, why sewot?" kasmirah shouted which Hanum could still hear.
"Num, wait!" call Ismawan. "I anterin you're home. Sorry, Mom, yes!"
"Udahlah, Mommy. I also don't know if you have to be good or bad with your mother. He always accused me of the no-no. If you don't give me the money, I'll return all my groceries tomorrow. I thought you were the one giving, I didn't know anything."
Hanum decided to order an ojek online. She no longer wanted her ex-husband. The heartache of the Kasmirah family deepens.
"I don't know anything, Mom. Who would have given you that much money if not you?" murmured Hanum while riding an online motorcycle motorcycle taxi to his residence.
Arriving in front of the house, he immediately paid the motorcycle with cash because he did not have a balance in his application. Intending to enter the house, he found a white envelope that either fell on the porch or was accidentally dropped.
Hanum picked up the envelope. He looked closely and looked like there was a letter inside. However, while reading the small text, he realized that the letter was intended for him.
"For Hanum. Who is it from?" Hanum hurried to open the contents of the letter. There was a paragraph that made him even more surprised.
Hanum, I'm sorry to confuse you. I don't know what to say in this letter. It's just, I used to come to the stall just to see you. Maybe I'm just a stupid guy doing this, but I can't help but feel like I'm not in love with you, Num. I'm sorry. If you really want to meet me, please call this number 081 234 xxx xxx, David.