Ex Wife Becomes Stepmom
2. Tap Hammer
Jessi POV_
Two weeks have passed. Today I attended my divorce court hearing with Mas Danu.
Although one week ago Mas Danu came to my house to ask for a second chance. I have no intention of annulling the divorce. Other than the reason she can't leave Anaya, I basically don't want to cultivate hatred for Mas Danu either.
From the experience of Ms. Andien, my front neighbor. Once a man tries to cheat, it will continue like that. They will not hesitate to repeat it again, again, and again. If now I give a chance to Mas Danu, it could be that in the future there will be Anaya, Anaya the second, third, and so on.
Not many people were present at this trial. Only I, Mas Danu, Anaya, my father-in-law, as well as Mbok Yem-helper at my father-in-law's house who already considered me as his own daughter.
The hammer has been knocked. Me and Mas Danu are officially divorced. With a sweet smile, I shook the hand of Mas Danu who had officially become my ex-husband.
From today on, I am officially a childless virgin widow legally and religiously. New status, which hopefully doesn't trouble me in the future.
"Neng Jessi," called Mbok Yem as he spread his arms to hug me. I returned Mbok Yem's embrace tightly. The middle-aged woman's tears were flowing profusely.
It was possible that he felt sad because someone he had considered his own daughter was even divorced. The gaze of Mbok Yem's eyes sharpened on Anaya who flanked Mas Danu's arm tightly.
"Mbok, don't cry. Jessi is normal, Mbok's time is crying," my emotions broke the tension between Mbok Yem, as well as Mas Danu and Father-in-law.
"If it wasn't for my father agreeing to it. Jessi would never dare to ask for a divorce from me!" Mas Danu blames Father-in-law.
I rounded my eyes of disbelief with Mas Danu's words towards his own father. "Mas!" My rebuke doesn't take my father for blame.
"Already, Jes. A man who has been blinded by love knows right and wrong. Even if it was wrong, he would still blame someone else!" Said my father interrupting my words who was ready to criticize my ex-husband.
I looked at my former father-in-law for a moment. The man was no less dashing than Danu mas, his field chest, his tall body, his firm jaw, his sharp eyes but always soft if it was to me, he said, as well as the steady path makes the 48-year-old man look youthful in my eyes.
No, I'm not the only one saying it. Even my father-in-law's neighbors often tease me.
"Hee Jes, if I were you, yeah. Than the Danu who rarely goes home, it's better as the father that I am. He was handsome, rich again. Don't want to cheat on you with your father-in-law? If you don't want to, let me tell Ning who cheated. My son-in-law was useless, poor, skinny, ugly again. Different times with your father-in-law. Anyway, you should know, Jes, it's a pity that your father-in-law's widows are being hauled!" He said when we first chatted through the fence barrier while watering the plants.
I only responded with a smile whenever the mothers repeated the same words when the opportunity arose. Indeed, less sane my neighbor-in-law's brain, in addition to crazy treasure he is also famous for liking in droves handsome. So, I'm already no wonder if he says like that so plainly without shame.
"Dad allowed Jessi to divorce you because I didn't want to see Jessi constantly feeling hurt because of your affair, Danu. You are now free to do anything. Including marrying Anaya, it's just that inheritance rights won't come down to you if you refuse to stay at daddy's house!" I flinched, waking up from my daydream thinking everywhere.
My ex-in-law immediately turned around, stroked my hair slowly and then left followed by Mbok Yem behind him.
"Don't be rude to you, Mas. After all he who has tried desperately to raise you alone for twenty-five years you live in the world." I said before leaving Mas Danu and Anaya in the courtroom.
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Danu drove his car quickly to the apartment. The man did not even pacify the frightened Anaya screech because of his careless driving.
"Mas! Car down. You want us to die this heart too haa!" Anaya's screech poked Danu hard.
"Shut up, Anaya. Don't be noisy!"
"You're why, Mas. Calm down a little why?!"
"How can you calm down, Anaya. I just got divorced from my wife! How can I calm down?!" Amuk Danu while beating the steering wheel of the car strongly. The man pulled his car over on the side of a quiet road, slowly he was stunned. Crying profusely for the first time in the history of his adult life.
"Mas, are you crying?" Tanya Anaya did not believe it.
"You don't think I promised your mother you marriage, we're definitely not going to get divorced. If only that day I hadn't helped you and your mother, Anaya. If only!" Racau Danu lost control.
"You're guilty of me, Mom? Is it my late mother?" Anaya asked increasingly distrustful of the words Danu said.
"Yes, this is all your fault, Nay. Your fault! You know I already have a wife, but you're not exactly sure about your mother if I'm married!"
Danu again hugged. Right, this is all his fault. Why didn't he just refuse that time?
But how else. At that time he had not felt the feeling of love for Jessi. Even that feeling had only appeared for the past three months.
Previously Danu wanted to ask permission carefully with Jessi to marry Anaya. He promised to be fair to them. Inner breath, material life, even affection will be equal. When necessary, he will go back and forth the apartment of the house once every two days for the justice of his wives. But all else fails, Jessi has even asked for a divorce before she asks for permission.
This is his fault. It's wrong to have wasted such a patient woman, and as good as Jessi.
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Jessi POV_
"Duh, ma'am Jes. It's really on its own right now at home. Not officially divorced yet, Mommy?" Tanya Bu Rini, the wife of the RT chairman in my housing complex.
I don't know where they got the news. Just yesterday tap the hammer, this morning has been given a question about the divorce only.
"Yes, Ms. RT. How else, not a soul mate!" Reply potluck.
I went back to picking some vegetables for me to cook this morning. Such as long beans, carrots, white tofu, and some other vegetables. For protein parts such as fish, and chicken are already available in the freezer refrigerator.
Normally I would go to the market myself for that part. You see, if you buy in a vegetable, often it is not fresh anymore. It is also more expensive than on the market. So, I used to buy for stock a week.
"Mr Jessi's home alone, Ma'am?" Ask Siska, the neighbor of the newlyweds next to my house.
"Yes, Mother. Nothing, however complex we are always safe from evil. Isn't it RT?" I threw a question at Ms. Rini.
"Yes, Ms. Siska. Aman mah in our complex. His fathers are always patrolling. In addition, our gate applies a system of identifiers to enter. Jessi's ex-husband can no longer enter our complex! it was taken care of by Jessi a week ago." Bu Rini explained how safe their housing complex was to Siska who was a new resident next to Jessi's house.
"Thank God that's it. It's not wrong we buy a house here at twice the price of elite housing usually," said Siska while stroking the chest.
"Yes, buying it is expensive. But if you want to be sold, it's hard to ask for mercy!" I was greeted by loud laughter, Miss Rini.
"So inget same Ma'am Andien. He had to leave before his house sold out after the divorce! So pity me, I."
I nodded my head in agreement with Ms. Rini's words. Neighbor beside the house of Bu Rini, named Andien a week ago was forced to leave the house because it has become an asset division of property after divorce. Even though until now, a two-story house with a spacious yard has not been sold.
"Indeed, there are many who are divorced, Bu RT?" Ask Siska curiously.
"Not much, Ma'am. Only Mbak Andien with Mbak Jessi. It's because of their husbands!" Bu Rini's murmur began to heat up the atmosphere, preparing to gossip the second round.
"Th ... So tremor me," said Siska shuddering in horror.
I just chuckled amusedly, while giving my groceries to a vegetable subscription to count. "How, bang?" I asked while spending a red money sheet.
"Thirty-eight thousand, Ma'am."
"Back in fifty thousand, Bang. The rest is for junk food," I said while taking the groceries that had been calculated by his brother.
"Duh, no need, Ma'am. Every day my son is given a gift. No, I'm back."
"Just let's go, Bang. Don't worry. Make her child, all right." I pulled fifty thousand pieces from his vegetable brother's hand. Tells twelve reboys in the hands of his brother.
"I go first well, Buk RT, mbak Siska," said to me before entering the towering fence of my house and then closing it again.
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