Superku Mama
I Want Us to Divorce

Two hours earlier.

"Why is this map here? This is yesterday's map of divorce papers." murmured Aletha.

He grabbed the map from the trash.

The contents of the map and there was still a letter in it.

"Lha? Why is the letter so torn?" mumbling again.

The divorce papers he had given Bilson yesterday were torn into four pieces.

In a hurry he approached Bilson who was busy with his cell phone in his room.

"Mas! My mother!" call him.

"Hmm." Bilson just cleared his throat.

"Mas, why did you tear up this divorce papers? Isn't this what you want?" Aletha.

"Likes me dong want next to that letter. Why do I have to sign it. Hufft." said Bilson ketus.

It did not matter to him that Aletha looked at him full of anger.

"But I want us to divorce, ma'am. I no longer want to live in a house with a human like you." said Aletha.

"I don't care. I obviously didn't want to sign the letter. No matter how you go I won't sue you! Point!" Bilson.

What the hell does that mean? I didn't want to divorce her, but I was treated like I wasn't human. I am not even considered his wife. Inner Aletha.

"Then what about that woman? Wasn't it nice that we got divorced and then you could freely sleep with that woman?" aletha tried to fish.

He wanted to hear the reason that came out of Bilson's mouth.

"If you dare to talk about divorce I will not hesitate to be rude to you or your child!" threaten Bilson's.

"Mas!" peekit Aletha's.

"You're crazy! Your own flesh and blood you want to wear. No. gabe. I'll never let him. Step over my body!" aletha said bravely.

Where did he get that power? He usually stays quiet too. Inner Bilson.

"Oh yeah? Can you protect him? I'm not sure. You can't protect yourself, let alone anyone else!" bilson is trivial.

"The other person you said, mas? He's your son too!" aletha Jermit.

Bilson covered his ears with a loud noise coming from Aletha's mouth.

"Can't you please lower your voice? Noisy knows!" bilson ketus.

He left Aletha without a care. Plunged down the door of his room so strongly that it makes people who hear it almost dislodged heart. Because the blow was so strong. It even shook the whole house.

"Hallo, can you help me?" ask Bilson unceremoniously to the person across.

"Could, sir. What's up?" The voice of the woman.

Bilson told me what the woman was going to do. And then end the call.

Two hours later.

Krrrrrrrrk krrrrrrrrrk

Krrrrrrrrk krrrrrrrrrrk

Sounds from inside Santi's stomach. The worms have been at the concert from earlier asking to be filled.

"Hmmmm, hopefully Bilson has come home." said Santi.

He walked slowly to the door and opened it.

"Mas Bilson!" his screeches.

"Finally you're out too, baby. I'm tired of waiting for you. Till my equipment is here." grumbled Bilson.

"Who told me not to go home. I kicked him out too. It's just the food that doesn't want to." said Santi ketus.

"No, don't want dong, baby. You haven't listened to my explanation" Bilson said.

Bilson has not given up. He was still determined to explain everything to Santi. He waited for hours outside without Santi letting him in.

"We ate outside! He and his mother are starving" Bilson said.

He caressed Santi's flat stomach.

Santi also according to follow Bilson's steps towards the car garage.

"What do you want to eat, baby?" ask Santi when they are looking for a suitable place.

"Why should rice paddies, baby?"

"It's okay, ma'am. Just miss the cuisine of the field." said Santi casually.

Bilson was still busy with his steering wheel and his gaze was straight forward.

"But the steppe restaurant is here by the side of the road. Fear that our baby will not be healthy." said Bilson flat.

"We're going to the restaurant, baby!" bilson persuades Santi.

"Who said the farmhouse is not healthy? You were wrong, mas. Even though the restaurant is on the side of the road, but still clean and hygienic. It also feels very tempting" said Santi.

His nose snorted imagining the cuisine of the field as if it was already in front of him.

"Partially if at the restaurant, not necessarily also hygienic. Especially taste. Hmmm so far my tongue enjoys the cuisine of the field, mas." muttered Santi again.

Bilson still speaks a thousand languages.

"That, mas. Just there!" verily spirit.

His hand pointed at one of the restaurants that were crowded with customers.

Bilson stopped the car.

"Look at it, mom! If it is not hygienic and not delicious, why do many people eat here. I can try it!" santi Tukas.

"Darling, you're a rich man. Why do you eat at this place. There's still a better restaurant than here, baby!" persuade Bilson.

Bilson still won't give up. He will still make sense so that he and Santi do not set foot in the restaurant.

"The problem of never seeing someone is high or low, rich or poor. The important thing is delicious on the tongue." replied the spirit.

"But baby...."

"Udah yok! Not much consideration. Sorry if you don't eat!" said Santi.

Santi got out of the car and rushed to order the menu he wanted. The hunger is more pronounced when smelling the aroma of typical minangkabau cuisine.

"Hmmmmm! It smells!" muttered.

Bilson, who was still in the car, could only stare at his girlfriend. But he was still reluctant to enter the restaurant.

While Santi was sitting impatiently waiting for the order to come.

"Why hasn't Bilson come in yet? Ahh, stop. Maybe go to the toilet." Santi muttered.

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"Where are you going? Still running away!" sanjaya exchange.

"I'm going out. I'm bored at home!" ketus answer.

"Can't you just stay home for a minute? Kasian Naina!" abugn.

"Bodo very!" the Goddess relaxed.

"Based on a mother who has no heart. Get the fuck out of here!

Sanjaya left Dewi with her annoyed and angry feelings.

Well, forgot I was talking about credit cards. Inner Goddess.

"Mas! Mas Jaya!" yells.

Sanjaya ignored him. He took Naina and took her out for a walk.

"Mas!" exciting Goddess.

Goddess pulls arm Sanjaya.

"Mas! Why did you block my credit card? You have to!" said it.

"What's the difference with you? You also abandoned Naina. You are busy with your world!" sanjaya ketus.

His expression was flat without regard for the Goddess, his legitimate wife.

"Let go of my hand! You don't see me holding Naina anymore?" snapped Sanjaya.

The goddess spontaneously released her hand from Sanjaya's arm.

"Bas on a stingy husband! It's fisted!" chirps Goddess.

"I'd rather use my money to please my daughter than to pony up against a crazy woman like you!" sanjaya said, raising her voice while raising her eyebrows.