The Undone Story
After the Divorce

...CHAPTER 44...

...After Divorce...

Eight months later...

"Thank you, Ms. Nena, we have subscribed to buy our Bakery Bread." said Vira to her customers who always come every three days, to fill her merchandise in the school cafeteria.

"Yes are equally mbak Vira, the bread is delicious and very soft anyway. Not to lose if I buy a lot of stock in the cafeteria, not only the little children who like, the teachers are also on the idea of eating bread made by this Vira mbak, loh, hehe_ Hence today I dare to add more, so all of them are a hundred packs of bread!" he was happy again.

"Well, ma'am?!" vira said in disbelief. The mother nodded. Vira was very happy and satisfied to hear it.

"Because, I was lying. Already beautiful, mbaknya also very entrepreneurial pinter, may his son mbak nih born smart and beautiful like his mother later, and if a handsome guy like his father who is working far away.." chirpnya, chuckle.

Vira was stunned to hear it. Yes, since there are customers who often buy and order the bread, they sometimes always wonder about Vira's husband who has never been seen the trunk of his nose. Vira who does not want her household to be a gossip for everyone, because of the fact that she has become a widow. Forced to lie to cover everything, if her husband is working overseas and rarely comes home.

"Aamiin..." Vira did not bother anymore, he just smiled to assure the mother's prayer.

After Bu Nena left by riding her matic. Vira smiled from afar, her eyes twinkling. He was very sure, if this effort would never be in vain. Little by little, Vira can also save for her costs during labor later from the benefits of selling it.

Not only Bu Nena, a seller in the school cafeteria who became a subscription to Vira. But the Mothers of the complex around the village are also often in droves to order a lot of bread for every event or other thanksgiving.

Yes, after her divorce with Dika. Vira and Irfan immediately opened a joint bakery business, a place not so far from their own contract. Because Irfan was worried if he continued to leave Vira at home alone, while his work was in the workshop, Irfan always went home late at night and went to the morning. Finally he also decided to stop working in the workshop and opened a business with Vira. Over the course of seven months of walking finally slowly the effort began to look progress. Because thanks to their patience and perseverance both of them.

In solitude, Vira sat on a chair while rubbing her already bloated stomach. His lips smiled faintly, staring at the nanar towards the crowded street with vehicles back and forth.

"Mother is eager to see you born into this world, son.." he murmured softly. "I'm sorry, dear Mother, if you don't find your father next to you after you're born. Maybe this is unfair to you, born without a father figure. But Mother will try to be the best Mother and Father at once, who will always love and take care of you every time" he continued in a soft voice. There was no clear water in his eyes, dripping down his cheeks.

...~Flashback on~...

Eight months ago. After they officially divorced, Vira and Dika faced each other in front of the religious court office building.

"Now have I granted your wish? Actually, I don't care if we get divorced either. But__"

Dika paused for a moment of his speech, and gulped roughly his saliva. At first glance he glanced at Sindy from a distance, making sure Sindy was not looking at him. At that time Sindy was busy playing her car in her car.

Dika then looked back at Vira intensely in front of her, slightly turning her lips smiling, approaching her face and whispering softly in Vira's ear.

"I don't mind either - If someday you ask me again to come back to you-" she continued seducing, with a meaningful smile, saying, Dika feels very confident that Vira will regret having decided to separate from him.

Vira deflected her manic, but she reflexively pushed Dika rough, avoiding the lips of the man who almost kissed her lips. Vira also looked at her ex-husband with sharp glare. His face was flushed, very angry

"Are you shameless? We are no longer husband and wife!" vira jolted until her voice was tight and faintly heard by Sindy in the car.

Sindy suddenly saw those who were not so far away a few meters from her. He scrunched his forehead curiously, then rushed out of the car and approached the two of them.

"What's this?" his question immediately pulled his arm Dika. "Mass?" the lyrics are on Dika.

"Em, isn't there anything dear?" sangkal Dika while restoring her hair with her left hand. Relax as if nothing happened.

"The trial is over, right?" chetus again.

"Already.." nod Dika.

"Then why are you still here and talking to this woman?!" point Sindy at Vira, obviously not like to see them still seem to be chatting together.

Vira who saw Sindy was jealous, immediately breathed rough. His cheeks were flushed with annoyance, then he turned his face which continued in the lyrics by Dika from earlier.

Dika slightly nodded. "Em, no dear, we're not chatting. We just said goodbye to each other. Anyway you know that my ex-wife is pregnant with my son and_"

"Don't you ever say you want to support this woman?!" sentak Sindy suddenly interrupted Dika's words. His breath up and down did not accept. If later Dika's salary he had to split two with Vira, her husband's ex-wife.

Vira and Dika were surprised, and simultaneously turned to Sindy.

"Darling_ is not so_" cut Dika.

"Sindy's done!" prevent Dika from stopping Sindy from speaking out in public. Because now they are the center of attention of people in the courthouse.

"What the hell is it! I just wanted to warn her not to see you again!" prohibited, sewot. Brusquely brushed off Dika's hand that was holding both of her shoulders.

Dika nodded in understanding. "Yes, I know but _however my son-in-law deserves a living from me!" bela Dika again, because he still has responsibility to Vira.

"Mas! I don't want ya you keep watching her because she's pregnant with your child!" sindy clearly did not like it. Both of his hands clenched tightly. Then Sindy looked back at Vira.

"Heh mending mbaknya quickly go from here deh, and do not again ask or seduce Mas Dika to return the same mbak!" his grunts were irritated by the burning flames of jealousy.

Vira then smiled wryly, after hearing Sindy's annoying chatter.

"You don't worry Sindy, I'm not the kind of person who wants to take away my stuff that I've given to others." she told Sindy and Dika. "Especially intend_ to seize the property of others!" he continued slowly, smiling casually. Sindy's voice glared at Vira.

"What did you just say? Who do you call snatch your word, heh! It was you who snatched Mas Dika from me! You fucking woman!!" snapped Sindy no longer accept, he was mentioned as a actor by others.

"Sindy stop! Stop it don't be ashamed! We better go home, come on!" He quickly pulls Sindy and takes her into his car. Leaving Vira who was still unmoved where she stood. Stare bitterly at their departure, and since the divorce they no longer meet.

...~Flashback of~...

Irfan who had just finished filling his etalas with new breads, accidentally saw his brother who was daydreaming. Irfan then approached her brother and rubbed his shoulders gently. Spontaneous and startled Vira immediately turned to him and quickly wiped her tears again.

"Bak, if you're tired. Go home and rest at home. Let Irfan take care of the bakery and do it all." said Irfan smiled attentively. Vira nodded quickly.

"No Fan, Ma'am not tired yet. It's not lunch time yet." he said.

"Yes but Mrs Vira'kan from all night was staying up for his bread, help Irfan wrapin as well. Ma'am it's time to rest, it's not good for pregnant women to work too hard" Irfan reminded. "Bak Vira now focus only on preparing for childbirth later." suggested Irfan again.

Vira also sighed long and slowly, after being persuaded by Irfan he finally nodded in obedience.

"Alright if that's what you want, then you can go home first huh.." said Vira who was nodded again by Irfan. Vira quickly moved out of her chair.

Did not feel that the age of Vira's content had stepped on to nine months, her stomach had increasingly bulged, the road was no longer as busy as before. Yes Irfan is right, that means Vira does have to take a break from all routine activities that she always goes through everyday, becoming a prospective mother as well as a substitute for prospective Fathers to make a living, waiting for his heart to be alone. Without a husband by her side.

Vira rushed to clean her sling bag and walked home after saying goodbye to Irfan. Be careful he crossed the road slowly, after no more visible vehicles passing in front of him.

After arriving home, he quickly opened the door of his rented house. Suddenly, his phone rang. Vira hurriedly took it from the bag, the manic was wide open when she saw Vicky's number calling.

"Him? What's my phone?" muttering his smile, Vira quickly shifted the green button on the screen and brought the flat object closer to her ear.

"Hallo?" sapana.

["Hallo, are you still in the store?"] tanyanya across the phone.

Vira shook her head scrunched her forehead. "Em, no really! I_just got home. Why the hell?" gurgapnya. I don't know why now, every time I hear Vicky. Vira's heart was like a pounding.

["Ahh today_ I want to take you for a walk to the Mall. Can't you?"] saith.

"What's to the Mall?" Vira rounded her eyes.

["Ehm, I just called Irfan, and your sister has already let me. Let's go shopping for your baby gear.."] Take Vicky again.

There Vira tergugu haru. Wanting to reject it but it was very difficult to say, happy ranking because of Vicky's attention to him. "Vicky but I..."

["You must not reject it. Today I want to buy it for the little guy later. Now I'm on my way to your house.."] Cut Vicky, who quickly closed his call again not wanting to hear any more of Vira's rejection.

Vira breathed out his breath. "Kok in matiin anyway?!" his gerrick. "I'm not ready to change clothes" he said, mocking his lips with a wry smile.

Seriate....

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