
When I saw the veranda again, someone passed by, I saw the profile picture of her, a beautiful little boy. I opened his profile turns out he's my ex-boyfriend who used to leave me, who once promised to fight for me. Now that she's married and has a child, my mind is nostalgic for her. I opened up all about his life which was because I had not known about him for a long time, I closed my Facebook. I saw my husband was feeling crazy, there was a sense of wrongness because I was breaking him and reopening the wound. I decided not to open it again because I did not want to disappoint my husband, since I was two weeks late and turned out to disappoint him again. My husband often comes home late and doesn't even come home because he lives at his parents' house. At first I always believed him, but over time I was suspicious of my husband because too often he reasoned like that. Every time I asked my husband in a loud voice, I was afraid of the debate between me and my husband. I always give in and I don't ask back if he's late. Maybe it's my fault that I often let her back down, I ventured back to talk to my husband, I said,
"If there's a substitute for me why haven't you let me go" I cried like this.
But my husband kept quiet and did not answer my question. Maybe that was my last question with my husband, I decided not to interfere with his business. She wants to go home or no longer cares, lost my backpack with my husband. If my husband's house is busy with his cell phone and sometimes he sleeps in the second room, now rarely sleep with me. I'm tired of seeing my husband and I, I reopen my old Facebook, there's a short message sent to me from someone I saw on his profile yesterday.
"What's your news now, we haven't seen it for a long time, and you haven't been online on facebook" he sent it to me.
I wanted to retaliate but was afraid because I already had a husband and he already had a wife. I also returned it, too,
" My news is always good, I'm online with a new Facebook", very briefly I reply to him. He also happens to be online.
"I'm sorry for the past, I know you're married and I'm here to get married" said my ex-boyfriend.
"Oh congratulations" I don't know what to answer.
"*S**may you be happy with your husband who is much better than I*" she replied.
"*A**minn*", I answered only briefly.
"If I may ask you for your WhatsApp number, just for the sake of friendship, if that's okay" he replied.
I was confused whether or not to give, but I saw my husband no longer cared about me.
"082116021389", I finally gave my number.
We continued on WhatsApp first there was a sense of awkwardness but after a long time the feeling was as usual back. Every day I'm nostalgic for my ex-boyfriend when we first met.
"You hurt me first, you broke me but why does this feeling always exist and forgive you, my ex-boyfriend", cried out to me inwardly.
Husband and I began to stretch communication at home as necessary, each cell phone is passworded so let it be safe. No matter what my husband does I do not know, he often comes home early or late at night but I do not dare to ask anywhere. My grocery money is still routine every month, nothing changes just attitude and nature that changes. I was no longer burdened with the problem of getting pregnant because I was afraid of being disappointed again, I was getting comfortable with my world. Every day I always WhatsApp with my ex-boyfriend, we do not discuss the problems of each household but instead remember the past when we first met and dated.
"Indeed, I've always been comfortable with you" said my ex-boyfriend.
We do often WhatsApp but not by phone, he was afraid and I was too.
"I was once intent and wanted to return to you after a year I left you, but I got word that you were married first, there I felt in vain, there, I worked so I could marry you", he replied.
"Why don't you tell me and be frank before finally me and you lose contact" I concluded.
"Because I know you're disappointed with me again, my intention will be you will consider a lie, so maybe I decided to come to you suddenly as a surpraise if I really love you, but instead I'm the one who was loved by you" answered my ex-boyfriend.
"I'm sorry I was so selfish that I had to go through all of this myself, sorry that your intention became like this because of me", there was a sense of regret, there was a sense of regret, there is a mixed feeling of sadness in my current feelings.
"We may be quite like this until anytime, because time has not sided back" I continued.
"Why can't I be with you anymore, can't we still be, you still love me right, I love you", he went crazy and made me jumble, he said, sin or what am I supposed to be.
"Why are you silent about not answering my message", he resumed his message.
In that position I was silent could not have time to think clearly, until finally my ex-boyfriend also called me because I did not answer his message.
"Hallo", my voice is softened.
"Hallo my angel that I could never hold and only see", he started to become a bastard.
"What the hell? ", i answered with shame.
"Why don't you shut up and answer all my questions" she started to confuse me.
"Oh my most beautiful ex, I may be stupid or selfish I don't know. You used to make me hurt, make me hate you, but this taste and even this second it remained intact", I tried to explain with stale bases.
"So if you want us to continue the story of us who once stopped for a moment, we'll be happy I guarantee it", he always believed me.
That makes me weak in front of him.
"You think we should be together again with our current situation that can never be fully back", maybe I'm already starting to go crazy like him.