Dear The Ex
Go home

I've been at the police station where Arif was detained

That's what's the app that Mario sent ten o'clock tonight

Thanks to Yo. By the way how is mas Arif his Yo?

I didn't find Arif I just found my friend, and I said that if Mas Arif is my family, I asked for his suspension

Can you do that Yo?

I can, I can

You must pay dearly Yo?

Ah no, who said

That's what you lied to

Do not need to discuss it, anyway tomorrow you are ready to welcome your husband home, huh?

I did not reply again because I was back daydreaming about how I would react tomorrow when I saw Arif mas coming home

Oh God my heart again throbbed when I remembered the news in tivi yesterday, where there was a woman looking down, scantily dressed and reddish-brown

Is such a woman Arif's taste?, do I also have to change like that so that mas Arif does not cheat anymore?

Many times I took a deep breath, either until this second I still do not think, less I where, so the wife of my feelings anyway I have, my feelings, I do not demand much, I do not, nerima as it is, given so much money every month or even for years, yes rhyme, do not ask for this purchase, bought it, but how even like this reply mas Arif?

I took a deep breath again, rubbing my face.

"ahh yeah, I'm less beautiful, definitely because of that. If I'm beautiful, fashionable, slang of course Mas Arif will not be tempted by other women" my inner back

Especially when I remember that Arif was ashamed to admit I was his wife in front of his friends

Until late at night I kept thinking about my flaws and where my faults were until my husband cheated on me, and it's been troubling my mind every night since my husband was raided by the police at the hotel

"Already Intan, you are busy thinking of people who do not think at all of you.." murmured me comforting myself getting up from the chair and walking up to the room.

In the middle of the stairs my phone rang, I saw on the screen appear the name of the mother-in-law, with a deep breath I raised also her call

"Yes ma?"

"So Arif's lawyer said, if Arif can come home tomorrow"

"Oh Yeah?" I pretend I don't know

"You how the hell Ntan, have a family kok from yesterday-yesterday help Arif. Try it from yesterday-yesterday, mama is not this dizzy"

I smiled wryly at my mother-in-law's nagging

"Emang lawyernya mas Arif said what ma?"

"He said tonight there is your family party who is not proud of Arif's detention, so tomorrow Arif can go home"

"Thank God if that's it"

"Yes Ntan, tomorrow mama and papa will go to your house, we will cook a nice to welcome Arif's arrival"

I shook my head while smiling in wonder, where is this feeling of my mother-in-law, does she not feel my heartache?

At least he empathizes with my feelings, not with this pleasure, okay his son will be free, but what about my heart that is still sick? can't she empathize as a fellow woman?

I've not heard clearly anymore how enthusiastic my mother-in-law said anything she would bring tomorrow

Arriving at the room, I just put the phone on the bed, I digress into the bathroom, so he talks to himself without me listening

Even when I came out of the bathroom, he kept talking

"Yes, don't you agree?"

I stammered, then I got closer to the hp that I had been loud speaker since

"It's up to my mom" I replied

"Yes, you rest, tomorrow you don't have to do anything, let me just shop everything"

I just agreed until I finally said hello to end this boring conversation

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I walked over rather quickly and opened the door for my in-laws and brothers-in-law

I was stunned when I saw my in-laws drop off quite a lot of groceries

"Let's help you, let's be dumb"

I stammered at my mother-in-law's protest, as soon as I brought the groceries she had placed on the porch to the back

"The gas is a lot, right Ntan?"

I nodded

"Sana Ntan called your mother, told her to come here, make cooking help, Arif is coming home soon, the lawyer said he was getting ready and signed the papers"

I saw how bright my mother-in-law's face was, not wanting to let her down, I said she called my mother

"No, I'm not going there"

"But buk?"

"If you are hurt, father and mother are much more hurt by your husband. So the same father mother will not be there, let your in-laws are busy, it's their child"

I just took a heavy breath hearing my mother's ketus answer. And I really understand how disappointed they are with me because I still have no reaction until this moment

After my mother unilaterally closed our conversation, I returned to the kitchen where my mother-in-law and brother-in-law had been busy

"Where is Ntan, what did your mother say?"

"Mom's not feeling well anymore, so they can't come here" I lied

My mother-in-law got into each other with my sister-in-law, but whatever, bodo is very

I helped them out because I had to deliver my customer's order, I didn't want to because there was an event that my in-laws command, customers who had been waiting for their order were disappointed

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At seven o'clock in the evening our car that my husband took away half a month ago came into the courtyard

I, who was in the living room with my in-laws and two children, looked out when I heard the sound of a car horn

"Papaaaa.." My two children stood up and ran.

While my in-laws also immediately got up and walked quickly forward

They immediately opened the door, so open he and his sister immediately ran towards the terrace where their papa had come down and also ran towards them

I threw my face away to see my husband crying while holding our two children

Then she hugged her mother, and just like hugging our two children, Arif also cried

And when I hugged my father-in-law, my father-in-law rubbed his back, as well as when Arif was grabbed by his two brothers and two brothers-in-law, his tears still seemed to flow

And I who stood by the door only watched her behavior without the slightest intention of advancing, welcoming her let alone hugging her

And finally the mas Arif who approached me, seemed to rub rough his wet face then suddenly dropped himself on my feet

I who was still disappointed in him just threw my face and raised my head to the ceiling of the terrace

"I'm sorry ma, forgive me...."

I flinch, my hand that Arif pulled and kissed him so many times only I let it hang

"Ma. please forgive me ma, I'm khilaf...."

I took my breath, looking down at her who was crying so hard near my feet

"M. L....?"

I was still silent and did not react until my mother-in-law finally approached and grabbed me

"I'm sorry Arif, Ntan. He has admitted his guilt, he has regretted his actions, open your heart, son....."

I closed my eyes to hear my mother-in-law's words, then escaped my tears

It hurts, it hurts my heart, he doesn't feel it. Try this position can be exchanged, I'm sure he will know how the pain is

And Mas Arif who was still kneeling in front of me still continued to sob without intending to let go of my hand