Betrayed My Husband
Scaring

(POV Adam)

It's been a long time since I accidentally disappeared from Aqila's life. I wanted to give him a little peace of mind, before giving this big surprise. The pain of his arrogance and pride, I will never forget for the rest of my life.

Since this afternoon, I've been watching his movements. Lately his best friend was seen often visit him to the boutique. Making plans I work on it always fails.

Before the divorce trial, I had terrorized her several times. I want the woman to be scared and look for me to protect her. Like when I was with me. Or at least, if he knew I was terrorizing him, he would come and beg me to stop it. I'll ask her to drop the divorce as a condition. But, it turned out that Aqila was quite stubborn.

Not to mention that the days I spent with Astri were not as beautiful as I imagined. The little girl I thought was innocent and innocent, had already started to show her daggers. When I started to get kicked out of the life and business of the Aqila family, Astri began to behave a lot. Either it is so nature, or because of the congenital pregnancy.

I'm sitting on the caffe opposite Aqila's Boutique. The shop I once handled. "Mba, please add another glass of warm capucino" I asked a female servant who passed by.

"Good, Sir. Please wait, we'll drop her off in a moment" the waiter replied kindly, then left me.

I sat back alone. Look deeply at the three empty cups on the table. I deliberately didn't allow them to transport those empty cups, so that I would know how long I had been waiting for the opportunity to disturb Aqila.

I opened my phone screen, staring back at the photos of my time with Aqila first.

"Darling, how dare you dump me? Am I trash to you? Has our three years together meant nothing to you?" I said softly and rubbed her sweet face on my phone screen.

"Look how I'm going to make you regret getting me out of your life. You will never be able to live quietly, after making me suffer like this." I said again by breaking a thin smile on the corner of my lips.

I do not accept with all the humiliation Aqila gave me. Indeed, all this time he had everything. I'm just a former employee of his father's alm. I am not a rich man who gives him a life of luxury. She had everything when she became my wife.

But, that doesn't mean after all that he's free to demean and trample on my pride. Is it not after marriage that all property belongs together? It's good he only gave me seventy million.

Of course, not all of that money I gave Astri. My young wife looks so extravagant. Maybe, because life is difficult. So once you see a lot of money, everyone wants to buy it. It is different with Aqila.

Suddenly my phone screen flashed and a picture of me and Astri came in from my wife who was seven months pregnant. I don't think I'll be a father soon. Status that I have been craving all along. But why does it feel so bland? Is it because Aqila has gone from my life?

"Hallo, Honey. What's up?" ask me kindly when answering Astri's call.

"Hallo, Mommy. Why haven't you come home yet? Where is she now?" asked my young wife in an anxious tone.

"Calm down, honey. I was outside, waiting for a client to come. Pray that this project will succeed, Mas won yes" I replied by lying.

What else can I do besides secure my savings and the money that Aqila had sent me the other day. If Astri knew all that money, of course it would run out in a short time.

"Amen. Hope so, Mas. Here, baby grandpa asked to buy martabak telor special lo, Mas. What time is he coming home?" whine Astri with spoiled.

This was the reason why I was tempted to stay with her, to the point of no longer paying attention to the feelings of Aqila who was hurt because I betrayed her. Is that bad I was to him? Or is it just Aqila who lacks understanding?

"Mas might be home in the middle of the night, honey. Do you still want to wait? Or, just order it online?"

"No way, Mom. I want Mas Adam to bring that special oar hammer home!"

"Then you have to be patient. Have you eaten rice?"

"I don't have a taste for rice. Just drink orange juice with peanut butter bread in the fridge."

"At least, there's something you're eating. Don't eat anything. Kasian's baby in the belly, she's hungry, too."

"Yes, Papi's chatty. Just calm down. Even though this mami does not taste rice, but still sought to eat and drink that can make the energy back fit really,"

"Well, that's dong. That's a good Mami's name. Yes, I closed the phone first. If you sleep, you sleep first. Anyway, when I get home, Mas must bring your order. Okay honey!" I hurriedly turned off the phone when I saw Aqila coming out of her Boutique.

Scroll watch, it's almost eleven o'clock in the evening. Tumben once Aqila came home until late at night like this. Was she so lonely at home, that she had to spend all day in a boutique? It's his fault, why refuse me polygamy. In fact, it was clear if Astri gave birth later, he could also take care of the baby.

She could spend her time at home with the tiny baby. If you can leave, Astri can go back to work at the boutique and Aqila takes care of the baby at home. My son is also his son. Then why would he mind so much when I offer you that choice. What a stubborn woman she is.

After paying for all the drinks I had ordered, I immediately stood behind Aqila's car. When my ex-wife got in the car, I was sure she saw me clearly from the rearview mirror of her car.

My clothes were all black, with almost the entire face covered. He will not recognize me. I just wanted to scare her a little. Hasn't he been so strong and undaunted by anything?

I could see from the side of the car, the look on Aqila's anxious face. Shortly after, he spoke on the phone with someone. Who else if not Roman or Ayu. A friend who has been with her since our divorce.

"Damn it!" I cursed and soon passed from that place.

I headed for the parked car not far from the button. Then rushed home after buying a special teardrop martabak for my wife at home.