
Deswita had just woken up from her sleep, when she found the room room was quiet. Not only that, Deswita also saw a sheet of memo on the nightstand, crushed glass filled with water half a glass.
I was gonna get your permission, take Kelan. Because you sleep and Kelan is also alone, so I bring Kelan directly. Sorry, it's noon, I'll take Kelan back to you. Wake up, I bring you breakfast at the dinner table.
I'm sorry, Wita, it's made you cry so many times.
Im sorry.
Short, but managed to make Wita back languish. If it were not God's creation, maybe Wita's tears had dried up because of crying too often. Only, this time Wita again cried, trying to return to vent his emotions.
To be honest, Wita still did not accept the fact that it was so cruel to treat her. If you think sensibly, men are not just Andika. It's just that this is the love thing that's the problem.
Lazily, Wita did not wake up immediately, but opened her Instagram account that the woman had long left. The woman instead of taking a shower and having breakfast immediately, but rather is engrossed in scrolling through her phone screen, and surfing in the Maya world.
A smile, rising on the lips of the woman, when she found a message from her old friend during school. The owner of the account with the profile photo of the glasses chicken, asked Wita news as usual.
The sound of knocking on the door, sounded disturbing wita. The voice call from Manda, a close friend of Wita, made Wita immediately rise and close his Instagram without having time to reply to a message from his old friend. Not to forget, Wita washes his face and gargles, before opening the door.
"How long, open the door?" manda asked, staring at Wita from the bottom up, then down again, "you why is this clock still chaotic? Must be crying."
Wita opened the door wide without answering Manda, while looking at Manda who brought a bushel of food. Manda's appearance is so fresh, with a long dress in light blue.
"Where is the baffle?" ask Manda to Wita, while putting the bushel she brought for Wita, at the dinner table.
"He was walking with his father" replied Wita, sitting on the dining table chair. The woman also stared at a box of food that had started to cool.
This must be the breakfast that Andika brought.
Inner Wita.
"I suggest you stop crying, Wita. There's no point in knowing, no. You are only harming yourself. Remember, you have to stay strong for Kelan. Let Andika make her own life a loss, you, yes do not come," Manda advised.
Wita just nodded while smiling. The woman then opened the bushel presented by Manda, began to serve rice and side dishes available at the dining table.
"If there's something between meals every morning like this, it's delicious, so the widow doesn't have to slam bones for a mouthful of rice" said Wita, joking at her best friend.
"Who, especially the ex-husband is still actively buying food every morning. Look, this is the dining box with the catering label on it," pointed Manda at the stock box in front of her, "maybe no one else, this must be Kelan's dad."
"You really are, Manda. Mubadzir was also rejected, baby right, if the windfall. Where is this really good grilled chicken, again," replied Wita while opening the food box, and feed the food into his mouth.
"By the way, I can still hear a subtle sound while eating" replied Wita.
"No. You eat first, let it be good to talk later," ordered Manda.
"I want you to tell me now, period!" exclaimed Wita, can not be sued. Manda chuckles. Since long ago, Wita was a terkepo person, as long as many humans that Manda met. But even so, Manda loves her best friend that one.
Manda took a deep breath, before telling Wita something.
"I found your ex-husband's new wife last night, meeting men, in front of an indomaret near the crossroads of my house. I think they are talking seriously, and the wife of your ex-husband is crying" Manda told Wita. Manda's voice was so soft and so careful.
"The husband and wife came here to make a riot," said Wita just plain, without a sad look, "and they were bickering here at midnight. Keep me expelled," continued Wita lightly.
"Huh? You serious?" ask Manda later. The woman looked a little shocked.
"Seriously. If last night met you, yes Amira was here, after meeting with other men," said Wita again.
"I suspect, Wit, I think something is wrong with their marriage. I mean, Andika and his wife are, "close Manda carefully.
"Well, from the beginning their marriage was not settled, right? The proof is that his wife got pregnant first. In any case, even though married Andika, her son still can not use his father's nasab. His name is also a child out of wedlock. Want to say bastard child, pity his son who does not know anything," said Wita who began nyinyir.
As good and perfect as any Wita, Wita is still an ordinary woman.
"Not that, I mean that, Amira and that guy are not right. Yeah, I think it's suspicious. You know, the men and women who met at night, without being accompanied by the husband of the woman, there must be something bad that they hide from her husband," Manda explained.
"Manda, it's been so far. If it's true, for example, Amira was pregnant not the result of dings in the same mattress Andika, it's a punishment for Andika who has betrayed by sleeping with women other than his wife. I wouldn't be dizzy anymore if they weren't in front of my eyes. Let alone. Each one of them, they will find their own recompense" replied Wita as she continued to devour her food.
Looks like Wita really starved after staying up all night.
"So, you've resigned that way, if one day Andika regretted her affair?" asked the inexhaustible Manda, "i suggest, you take back Andika."
Wita laughed quite loudly, before opposing the phrase Manda, "wouldn't if you have to fight for one man. Last night I cried for Andika. For the rest, I'll find other men out there, and enjoy my wasted youth, with lots of new toys. It's time, this playful demon soul, rose from its long slumber" replied Wita.
Manda was astonished, will the bad answer from his best friend.
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