"Listen, Ridwan, I don't think Nindy is the right person, cheating, stealing someone's husband, having children out of wedlock, and being in prison. Frans deserves to be divorced!"
Uncle Ridwan shook his head. He is lazy to fuss with his wife. Zulfa doesn't use her brain when she talks. He can only be silent if there is money. He used to live in the village, near the rice fields, at the foot of the mountain. If he was angry he would scream so that the apartment security came to them. Neighbors left and right of the apartment complained, Zulfa made a fuss with the cleaners or just because of the electricity, gas, and water bills.
"Have you contacted them?"
"Already!"
"Good! What did they say?"
"Still waiting for confirmation!"
"What confirmation?"
"A statement from Nindy's side or her husband!"
"Why is that!" Zulfa is emotional.
"We have no evidence that we have a family relationship with Nindy. The photos we have are old.
