All Chapters of My Friends and My Love Story: Chapter 41 - Chapter 50

I have entrusted Queeniera to my parents for three years in the village. I work around looking for a quiet word so as not to be disturbed by my ex-husband and the evil actor. My stepmother and stepfather looked older every time I visited and the old scars and sadness on their faces were evident. Obviously, it must be hard for them to think about the fate of my life which is not fine anymore.Now that I live and work in Jakarta, it's really hard, I never even imagined that long ago I had to be able to fight in a Metro Politan city full of crime, struggles in the world of work and for sure nothing is free here. I have to rent a boarding house, have to find my own food, and struggle to get to my own office in crowds on public transportation, both trains and buses. I don't have many friends because this is a new city that I stop by to find a new job and fortune.At the beginning of every month I always take the time to go home from Jakarta to Lampung just to see Queeniera's childr

For almost a year I was alone and only focused on work, all the men who approached I only considered friends, there were no more feelings than that. Honestly now I'm more sensitive to judge men. If they are just for fun, just playing around, just experimenting, I'm also the same as just getting to know them. My heart and feelings are expensive enough to just play around now. Yes, I just want to find a partner who is sure, who is well-established, who has a job and is ready to support Queeniera and I in the future.When calling my daughter often what is asked is the figure of daddy. Yes, at the age of only 3 years, between knowing and maybe forgetting the father figure that is remembered in his brain memory."Mom buy a new Daddy please." Or, "It's good, Aziz is always sent to school with Daddy and Queeniera's mother when Mom."All the words that Queeniera asked and said, sometimes I can only cry and scream in my heart without replying to those words. Especially if I'm going

The first year of marriage definitely needs adjustment, the house is still empty, and the standard form of the developer must be renovated, I still have to work to help the family economy, and I still have many dreams with Dwi, still want to spend our honeymoon, want to renovate the house and fill the house with beautiful furniture. Of course I have to continue working as usual, I still leave my child in Lampung. I have to give more time to my husband, slowly changing habits and circumstances so that everyone is not surprised by this change. In fact, I still have to stay in Jakarta and work in Jakarta the same as before.Every weekend we always spend together, through the good times and my honeymoon. Recreation to Puncak, Bandung or even to Garut. One by one we visited tourist destinations. After a few months of marriage, it turns out that we have the same hobbies such as listening to music, traveling and not forgetting to capture vacation moments by taking selfies. Many of my fa

35 years, my mother adopted me, took care of me, gave me all the love, affection, attention and wealth they had. Mom to me, the best and greatest mother, as well as my stepfather even though he is often evil but still loves me. Lately they have been sick a lot, almost 68 years of their age. That's what makes me often sad and anxious, I'm afraid they're sick away from me.More than 3 times a day I video call them a day, even though I am old but still very spoiled to my mom and daddy, for them I am still a spoiled mom's child. I can cry incessantly if I don't hear from them for two days. Mom and dad are still in Palembang, they have been there for a month. Occupying a very simple house and we rarely live in with all the facilities that are a little less supportive. I'm getting worried, they are used to living in a spacious and comfortable house with all the facilities. But yes, for reasons of responsibility and laziness if you have to go back and forth to Lampung to take care of ou

I, never got used to all this. "O Allah if I may cry and complain." The sadness of losing my mother still continues to whip in my heart, not to mention about the family who continues to terrorize me to sell the inherited house. I was shocked by God, shocked by all this happening that seemed too fast for me.I used to only take care of one baby, suddenly I had to take care of my three children. And their age can be said not too far away. Queeniera is still 7 years old, Dimas is still 4 years old and Farrell is just 1 year old. Can you imagine how busy I am at home.The effects of the pandemic must be felt, both in the financial and economic fields of our family. If in fact and in the current situation, I should be helping my husband to work and earn his fortune again. But all that is not possible right? Honestly, we should have had a housemaid, who just helped me take care of the household needs, but again it wasn't possible, and where could I pay for it. To take care of our ch