She's my Ex-husband
46 DMS

In the guest room, there was the sound of Saga and Miss Dirga playing. Both look familiar. Several times their laughter sounded so loose.

In the room, Mila packed clothes and personal items Saga into a bag. Sometimes she wipes her tears out. Arghghh was only last night, but why did it feel this heavy to let go of Saga.

"If it's heavy, why not just reject it." Ms. Rahmi went into the room, sitting on the side of the bed next to Mila.

"I can't refuse Mom. Anywhere, Dirga's grandmother. Only last night, maybe I was too beper, too much." Mila wiped her tears back. Imagining Saga being taken away, there was a sense of disbelief in him. During these 7 years, Saga became his absolute right. She doesn't have to share it with anyone else, but today, she has to let her son be taken by her grandmother

Ms. Rahmi pulled the bag in Mila's hand, put the uniform on the bed that will be worn by Saga tomorrow. After everything was ready, the two of them went out, meeting Saga and Miss Dirga.

"Is everything ready?" tanya Bu Dirga saw two backpacks in Mila's hand. One contained clothes and personal items, the other was a Saga school bag.

Mila nodded, immediately Miss Dirga and Saga packed the toys scattered on the floor. After everything was done, Saga approached her mother. His intention wanted to say goodbye, but seeing his mamamya eyes, he canceled it.

"Mama cry?"

Mila shook her head quickly. "No, mom was yawning earlier, sleepy no nap." Mila forced herself to smile.

"Really Ma?"

"Yes dear." Mila looked down and kissed Saga. "Inget yes, Saga can't be fussy there. Can't bother grandma."

"Oma Mah, now call him Oma. Oma said, let it be the same as Pink's sister," explained Saga.

Ms. Dirga smiled looking at Saga who looked very smart. The boy easily understood something. Earlier when playing, Saga was so smart to arrange lego into a form that is fairly complicated for children his age.

"Yes, anyway Saga should be a smart kid. Can't be whiny, must obey what Oma said."

"Ready Mama."

Mila and Bu Rahmi deliver to the front of the fence. Before leaving, don't forget Saga salim to his mother and grandmother.

After the car that took Saga and Bu Dirga left, Mila and Bu Rahmi went back inside. The atmosphere felt different immediately. The house that is usually always crowded with Saga chatter, as well as active behavior, today suddenly feels lonely.

Inversely with the house of Miss Dirga. The usual quiet house, suddenly crowded today. Saga didn't expect her papa's house to be this good. Besides being luxurious and large, there is also a swimming pool.

Ms. Dirga introduced Saga to all the household assistants. For those who have worked for a long time, it is clear that Elgar had once brought the woman his wife claimed to this house. But the new worker, they look surprised to find out if it turns out Elgar already has children with his previous wife.

Ms. Dirga showed me a room on the second floor, right next to Elgar's room.

"What character does she like? Later let oma tell people to design this room according to Saga's request. It's gonna be Saga's room."

Saga shakes. "Saga doesn't want to stay here, Saga wants to stay at home with her mom." Saga suddenly misses her mother. Although luxurious, still he is more comfortable in his own home, with his mother and grandmother.

Ms. Dirga smiled and touched Saga's head. "I mean oma, make Saga play here."

"Oh...," the boy was a mangosteen.

Elgar came home early from the office when his mother told him Saga was home. It's been a few days he hasn't met Saga, wants quality time together at home.

The first thing the father and son did was to swim together. Elgar just found out that Saga is good at swimming. And from what the boy said, Devan taught him from childhood. Elgar was envious, he was not as lucky as Devan who could see Saga from birth.

Ms. Dirga had Art prepare everything that Mila thought was Saga's favorite. He wanted his grandson to stay at home.

Saga borrows her papa's phone to call Mila, and she wants to show that she is currently swimming with Elgar.

"Hallo Mama." Sapa the leak while waving the phone screen. Right now he was sitting on the edge of a rather shallow pond. Still wearing swimsuits and lips that look a little blue because they are too long.

Saga nodded, then turned his phone camera back, showing his mother what the pool at his father's house was.

"Good Ma Papa's house. Mama should have come here." Saga turned the camera back on him.

Mila just smiled in response to Saga's words. Where could he be, who he is.

"It's papa Ma." Saga pointed the camera at Elgar who had just climbed up. With a wet body and wearing only a boxer, the man walked up to Saga. Quickly Mila shifted her eyes.

Oh, my God, why am I so ashamed to see him like that.

Mila bit her lower lip, there was a strange feeling in her. His body suddenly got cold.

"Why don't you look here?"

"I, yes." Slowly Mila turned her neck to the camera. He breathed a sigh of relief as soon as he saw Elgar sitting next to Saga and only looked half body. At least it's safer for his eye and heart health.

"Said mama kangen papa, why don't you even want to see papa?"

Mila's face flushed like a boiled crab. He looked down to hide his face. Again Saga made him ashamed of the god level.

There was the sound of Elgar laughing, it seemed like the man was very satisfied to see him embarrassed like this.

"Saga, yes. Grandma called, afraid something's important." Quickly Mila ended the post from Saga. He put the phone down, fluttered his palm near his neck, the weather suddenly felt very hot.

At night, as Mila was worried, Saga was fussy, unable to sleep and continued to look for her mother. The boy even whined to go home. But Elgar is not willing to part with Saga. Sometimes he wants to sleep with his son. And the thing Elgar did, of course, did a video call, asked Mila to read a fairy tale to Saga until the boy fell asleep.

Mila could not focus on reading the story, the article that seemed on the screen not only Saga, but also Elgar who was on the side of the boy. In addition, Elgar brightly looked at Mila with a smile, making Mila more salting.

Mila breathed a sigh of relief at Saga who was already asleep, she stopped her fairy tale and intended to end the video call.

"Kok stop, the board hasn't been booby?" god Elgar.

"You're not El's little boy." Mila rolled both her eyes lazy. "Yes a_"

"Not yet." Cut Elgar fast. "Still missing."

"What the hell, not clear." Mila looks salting, making Elgar hold his laugh.

"Said Saga, you miss me."

"Not to be horrified, little boy."

"It's precisely because he's a child, so can't lie."

Mila could only bow down in shame. "Udah ah, I want ti_"

"Don't be ashamed, I'm also afraid of you. Even more than your longing for me."

Mila salting it. He's like finding a new Elgar, unlike Elgar who likes to just talk rudely and insult him out. Now her ex-husband is like a labile brother who is in love. She said she always made melting.

"Three more days, my divorce hearing is being held. It's certain that by then, the judge will decide that Salsa and I are officially divorced." Elgar seemed very confident in his words. It is undeniable that there is a sense of happiness also in the heart of Mila. At least, Elgar's divorce business will be over soon.

"Can I ask for a reward when I officially divorce later?"

Mila's eyes bulged, reward? What the hell, is divorced an achievement that deserves appreciation and reward? There was just that guy.