WOUNDS IN HAPPINESS
Cooperation offer

As the students promised. She and her husband stopped by ayuna's rented house. There they tell stories and exchange life stories.

" So, did you raise gibran alone?. Does anjas know if gibran is his son?"

Ayuna shakes.

" Just leave it. Better he doesn't know. I don't want to deal with the Barata family anymore."

" Dear, don't you want to open a shophouse. Why don't you take your friend on business. It'd be nice, wouldn't it, if you worked together."

" Ruko?" Ayuna looked at the schoolgirl.

" So, I intend to open a shophouse in one of the malls in the city of XXX. I'm bored if I stay inside. But, I alluded to having to fill it with what."

" You're rich, cook open shop. You should open a restaurant." Ayuna ledek.

" I've given the restaurant student. But he won't work it."

Drttt drttt..

" I'm sorry, I have to pick up the call for a second." Sisil's husband.

Missing sisil's husband.

" Hey, what style is your husband?" Ask ayuna.

" I don't know. I don't know, and I don't want to know." Sisil whisper.

" Why did you refuse the restaurant from her?"

" I want to start from zero. After all, I want to do business with my own hands and feet. Not from my husband"

" I salute you."

" So, you want to do business with me."

" But I don't have the capital." Ayuna

" Don't think about capital. Let's just go first, how?"

" But what are we opening?"

Sisil seemed to think.

" What if we open a cake shop? isn't your cake delicious?"

" What's the practice?, the taste of the city people is usually high."

" We can adjust their taste later."

Ayuna seemed to think. If he accepts a student offer. That means, he must return to the city where Anjas and his family live.

" But, XXX ..."

" Ayunna. It was very wide and broad. There's no way you'll ever see each other again."

" Yes you're right."

" Think of the future of gibran as well. If you agree, I can put a gibran into the best school in town. About the cost, it's business later."

" Sil.."

" Yes?"

" I.i..."

" Think first, I'll give you three days. And in three days, I'll come."

Sisil smiled at ayuna. Then withdraw.

The next day, ayuna told her plan and left-hand to mom.

" Yes good dong. Ayuna business can advance if selling in the city. If it's here, it'll stay in place."

" But mom.."

" I know, you're afraid to meet anjas, right?. No need to worry. There it's broad. There's no way you're gonna meet."

" According to mommy, what should ayuna do."

" Daughter, now you've got a gibran. You have to fight for a better future. You have to make gibran a successful man. So that those who used to underestimate you. You can tell, if the poor can become rich with his own efforts and hard work"

Ayuna looked at sinta. Then turn his eyes to the gibran who is learning to write with the cross.

" What's wrong mom." Tanya lukman who came to join ayuna and bu sinta.

" This is lo. Ayunas. He was offered cooperation with his childhood friend first. But she's afraid, if she goes to town, she'll meet her ex-husband."

" Why be afraid. Are you wrong with her?" Ask lukman.

" Not really.."

" Or, you're scared. Because it turns out you still love her, and wish you could come back with her?" Hardik.

" That.that's..."

" Ayuna listen. A man who does not want to fight for the woman he loves. Not worth expecting. Worth it, hempas into the sea."

" Bang lukman included as well?"

" La, I'm the one."

" Yes, bang lukman said that men who do not want to fight for the woman they love. Not worth expecting. Worth it, hempas into the sea."

" Yes, except me."

" Hear the gini core. As long as he doesn't do anything like you and gibran. You don't have to be afraid. After all, she's married right?, she won't bother you anymore."

" Bene said lukman. Better take your friend's offer. Who knows, you could change your destiny." Timpal bu sisil's.

" Thank you sinta, lukman. Ayuna will talk to gibran later. Whether he wants to or not."

" Same same."

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Three days later, her husband and daughter arrived.

" Ayuna, how did you decide?" Ask sisil.

" yes. I want to come to town and do business with you."

" Thank God you finally want to. Then be prepared. We're leaving tomorrow."

" What's tomorrow?. That fast?"

" Faster is better." Sisil's husband.

" right. I can't wait to introduce your cake to my friend. They'd love it."

" Sil, but my cake is ordinary. Nothing special.

" Huh, you've always been low. Your cake is really good."

" You're the only one who likes to eat, until the food doesn't taste good, you say good."

" Haha, it's already. The core of your cake is delicious. And tomorrow we're going to the city."

" But where am I going to live?" Ask ayuna.

" Related bridge!!!, of course in my house" Ketus sisil.

" I don't want to bother you."

" It's only temporary, until you have enough money to rent a house or apartment. How's it?"

" all right. I agree."

" That's dong. Yes I said yes, tomorrow I'll pick you up."

" Sil.."

" Yes??"

" Thank you very much, for your offer."

" Same same. Don't worry. We are brothers. Friends should help each other."

Ayuna smiled and hugged the other party.

" Yes already. I'm saying yes." Sissile.

" Brave heart.."

" okay."

Missing her husband and her schoolgirl. Ayuna started to tidy up their things. Not much is carried, only clothes and gibran writing tools are given by the cross. Because everything in that house belongs to Sinta.

While ayuna was cleaning the closet, she accidentally found her wedding photo with anjas. He stared at the photo, then tore it into small pieces.

" I have to get up. I have to be a strong Ayuna. I can't be weak." Ayuna lyrics.

" Mr.."

" Yes, baby.."

" What's a fun city?"

" Why is gibran talking like that?"

" Gibran is afraid that there the gibran is said to be an illegitimate son again."

Deg.

Turns out gibran harbored a trauma in his heart.

" Dad, gibran won't be haram. Gibran has a father."

" Where is gibran's father ma'am.."

" E.m., gibran's father..."

Oh my god, what should I do. I can't possibly say if gibran's father is still alive, he'll definitely ask to be reunited with her. And I can't lie to a gibran, either, by saying his father's dead. It would hurt her, knowing that her father was still alive. What should I do, God???. Inner ayuna.

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