Farida was pensive at the edge of the koi pond behind her house, her beautiful face covered in sadness. He bends both legs as the most comfortable hiding place for his face. It never occurred to him that the life story he had gone through would go through this stage. She never expected her status as a widow to hold her, but this is better than having to torture herself living with a man she doesn't love. In fact, it is not only her who will be tormented but also her ex-husband, she cannot deny that the man who has married her for several months loves her very much, even her patience seems endless to deal with it.
But again she was unable to return the love that was too great from her ex-husband even though he tried a thousand times a thousand ways, but was unable to arouse his love.
Tap
A slap on the shoulder startled him. He turned and found Fakhrul sitting beside him.
"What are you dreaming about?"
"There is not any."
