The Pride of an Ex
episode 4

"Grandma said no, yeah no. Very rude, can't be told!"

I, who was washing dishes in the kitchen, immediately left my job when I heard Seila's crying voice accompanied by Mom's snaps.

"What Seila did made her angry. Ah, at most also nenggenggol goods or maybe Seila ran around and then accidentally stepped on Mom's feet," I thought.

His name is also children, there must be behavior he that adults must understand. But not for my mother-in-law. No matter how small Seila's fault was, it was always taken seriously. It was exaggerated that it was not uncommon for my son to be pinched to tears.

"Ih,, was told to diem too. Diem, don't cry!" mother snapped again while herding Seila so violently that my son fell to the floor.

"Oh my God, Mother. Why was Seila pushed that way, anyway?" Soon I took my daughter and rubbed her two cheeks wet with tears.

"How encouraged? Your son's men fell by themselves. Don't accuse me, deh!"

"I'm not accusing. I saw for myself that I just pushed Seila. What's wrong Seila, Mom?" I asked as I rubbed my daughter's head.

"Want to nyamperin an ice cream parlour in front of the house. Gegayaan a small child is that," said Mother with a thin tone.

I shook my head to regret Mom's over-indulgence.

"Oh my God, just for the ice cream. Why not buy it, ma'am?" I said then carrying Seila.

"Why buy him ice cream? Wasteful! do not get used to expensive food snacks. But dapetnya little, waste of money," said Mother as she passed away go menanteng black crackle.

I can only stroke the chest while exhaling a rough breath. Seila cried for ice cream, because she rarely enjoyed the cold food.

Every day, I go to work leaving Seila who I raise with the neighbors.

Not having the heart of him who continued to whine for ice cream, I also bought him a small mouthpiece for three thousand rupiah. Although it was only a little, it had already made Seila's cry turn into a sweet smile.

It's that cheap to make my daughter smile happily.

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"Ohuk,,ukhukk!"

I blinked my eyes, waking up from the stifling reverie of the past.

"His dinner-bracelet, honey. Good ice cream?" I rubbed the corner of her lips.

"Back, Mah. Vinegar, it's in here. Ceila eats a lot of chicken. There's also an eskim in the yoke."

I smiled, rubbing the tip of my daughter's head that was enjoying the dessert that Mama gave her. No longer in a small funnel container, but a large bowl size that Seila would not be able to spend.

"But I used to eat ice cream, yeah. Coughing up earlier. I'll eat again sometime".

I took the bowl in front of Seila, put the lid back on before I put it in the refrigerator.

Seila's face was scowling. It seems he strongly objected. However, I explained not to consume too much ice cream.

Seila's smart, she's according to what I said. Sheave the food for me to keep in the fridge.

"Mama, when are we going home?" ask Seila plain.

Silence is my way of thinking about answers that can make her understand, but not hurt her feelings.

I know, even though his father was always being unfriendly to him, but the love of Seila was for Nathan.

Not understanding Mama's words, Seila's gaze again led me to seek the truth. Carefully, I explained that what his Oma said was true.

I don't know, he'll understand or not, which is clear I've been trying to answer Seila's question without demeaning her father. Not because I still have a taste for Nathan, but rather do not want to hurt Seila's mind.

With time and age, Seila will understand why we don't live with her father anymore.

"Later, Daddy's going to come here, huh Mah?" seila said later. I just smiled a little.

What I expected was that Nathan would no longer come into my life. Even though it was just Seila's business. As I promised at the time, I wouldn't tell anything about Seila to Nathan.

Until finally, Seila herself who came to see her father. If Seila was an adult and would marry later.

Is it my ego?

Ja. Like him who also only thinks of his own pleasure without feeling my feelings in the slightest. He told me to stay and let him do some very unfair polygamy.

Give honey to the woman and give me the poison powder.

"Alira, can you talk to me for a second?" papa called me.

I nodded my head, following Papa's footsteps. While Seila, Mama brought to see the room they had provided for my daughter.

Ah, Adi's. I thought he was very loyal to me. Apparently not. He always secretly gave information about me to Papa and Mama.

Indeed, the man was unbelievable. His promise is faithful, even double. The promise was secret, but it was opened as well.

Sucks.

"Sit down, Al," tell Papa.

This room is still the same. Papa's work room is always where I hide if Bi Ijah told me to take a bath first.

Other than the nuclear family, no one can enter here because the door is using a secret code. Only the family knows.

"Papa will make an announcement all over the garment, saying if you are Papa's daughter. Papa will also fire everyone who is in direct contact with your ex-husband. Including Bima, your ex-husband's boss who is now his father-in-law".

"Don't, Pah!" I said quickly.

"Don't you?" Papa looked at me in wonder.

"You mind Papa firing your ex-husband?" ask again in a annoyed tone.

I nodded my head. "Alira didn't mind Nathan losing his job. However, the punishment was too light for them Pah. At least, let me play around with them before he finally knows who this dumped woman is," I said, keeping Papa quiet without taking my eyes off me.

Then the man who always looked handsome at his age who was no longer young was advancing the body. His hand rests on a table that is a barrier between me and him.

"Then, what do you want to do with them?" tanyanya.

I just gave her a smile while winking. "Wait a minute, Papa will find out".

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