Ex's Regret
Valley and Mochi

" Please come in" said the Boss Mbak Siti it to someone.

" Well, you brought him here, it was good to be hit by the father and continue to be treated in the VVIP room and in waiting again, wow lucky that person." Said a woman who I felt no ot*knya, cooked in a good hit, make me was a disaster, did not want to repeat it again, he said, even though sleeping in an AC and luxurious place is still not good, especially in a sad state like this where I want to, mengingan me at home just looking for money to support me and my son, he said, that's stupid of him, I said in my heart.

" It's a form of responsibility anyway, because I saw he was new and lived in front of my house with his little son, he said, and anyway no other family can wait for her, I'm very concerned because, her husband just doesn't pay attention to them, I think her husband is too busy with his other family really, really pity him." Said Mr. Biyan with his symbol to make my eyes round to hear the statement that is not wrong, how he knows, if he is a psychic, murmured in my heart to make my head add dizzy this person, just, for a moment I closed my eyes to hear their conversation.

" Oh pity sir, it seems that her husband does not care about her situation, in contrast to my new husband who wants to accompany me everywhere when I am hit again like this time, he said, dear, let alone accept me as I am, he financed my mother's care while in this hospital." Said the woman in her long voice, making my eyes round, hearing the woman's babbling.

" Oh so this is your new husband Wul?" ask Mr. Biyan to the woman.

" He Sir, we have only been married three months, so still hot-hotnya, he has just been appointed as a manager at a PT Buana Saputra, the company owned by a large family of Mr. too." Said the woman with her gentle voice.

" Oh he, congratulations Wulan I don't know if you're married, you end up not inviting us anyway." Said Mr. Biyan.

" I'm sorry sir, because I am a widow so her marriage does not need to be crowded which is important if it's legal enough sir." Said the woman.

" Yes of course Wul, I agree anyway, oh he put on my name Biyan." Said Mr. Biyan to the man I had not seen his face.

" I am Andra the husband of Wulansari." said the man in a voice that I had heard very clearly, very familiar in my ears, this man, the voice that three years ago always made me flutter and moved in the flames of love, the voice that made me endure even though I was despised all out, he said, a voice that makes me always according to what he says.

I actually could not hear it, I wish I had misheard it, and could not hold tightness in this chest, but I had to be strong, I said with my eyes closed.

I have to be strong.

I have to be strong.

As soon as this suggestion I had in my brain, I had to be strong for Dimas, I suggested myself so I wouldn't lose control.

I don't know what will happen if the curtain is opened, what will be Mas Andra's reaction later? whether he will acknowledge me as his wife or on the contrary he pretends not to know me, oh how sad my fate is, even during these three days he lied to me, he did not take care of Bowo who was in an accident, but instead took care of the woman and her son, ah what's the news with Dimas who was always waiting for him but never came home, pity you son, I said in my heart, I'm busy with my own thoughts right now.

" O.. is he sir I can see the woman you hit? I'm sorry for him, but he's lucky that when his family doesn't care about him, uh now even the Boss who intervened is waiting for him." Said the centile woman lightly, the woman is the type of person who likes to be outspoken.

" Ah you are just there, lha my wong who hit him kok, automatically my responsibility dong take care of him until healed, I also take care of her child who is very small because at home there is also no one to take care of her, pity it." Said Mr. Biyan with his symbol, here I feel Mr. Biyan knows a lot about me, whether it is intentionally or not that clearly he seems to know a lot about my life, he said, but it was soon I was crying, because we only met him three days ago.

" Here, please come in" asked Mr. Biyan, his hand outstretched up to open the curtain, but I was still down, I closed my eyes and breathed deeply to strengthen my broken heart, I don't know what kind of reaction Mas Andra showed when the one behind the curtain was his legal wife by religious law and state law.

The curtain was opened, and I slowly raised my face and looked towards where the four were, my eyes were watching the man who was still my husband with a heart so sore and torn.

A broken heart and a mouth that wants to shout loudly.

But I held back, so that I could master the situation, and follow the flow of this game, and the game began.

It was so very clear that their confession that they were a couple who had just been married three months, Wow so clear that their statement was.

Want me to cry but I hold it, my eyes do not dare to blink, because once blinked then it has been made sure my tears will definitely melt on my cheeks.

Highlight the eyes of the man who was still my husband was so cute, his eyes were round and his mouth was open, it seemed like he could hardly believe what he was seeing, he could hardly believe what he was seeing, maybe he did not think that the woman who was hit by Mr. Biyan was his legal wife.

This pathetic-looking wife had been lying in this hospital until she had no idea, she was pursuing her own pleasure.

With my feet still sore for walking, and the eel still attached bandages, it's really sad.

"Mitha introduce, this is Wulan and her husband Andra, she wants to see you, Wulan is one of the employees in my office Mit." Said Mr. Biyan explained, the handsome man smiled at me, then walked closer to the bunker I was sleeping in, with my position still resuscitating my body at the end of the safe.

As they approached and wanted to shake hands with me, at that very moment I raised this body intending to extend my hand to the woman to introduce myself, but quickly Mr. Biyan helped me to sit up straight by giving this pillow on my back so that I feel comfortable, what a sweet attention, do I need to hook Mr. Biyan to rival them, I think it's a good idea, I'm not bad, too, so if I'm in capital, I can also be beautiful and coquettish like that woman.

But unfortunately I was not like that, while these eyes were still watching the man who was still my husband with eyes filled with flames of anger, I again have to try to master this self to be calmer.

I followed the process, I wanted to follow her game, I wanted to know where her honesty, her concern for me, what a figment was, or am I just considered a babu at home to save her spending which is increasingly swollen days, because the lifestyle of her family is too hedon.

I tried to smile, even as if nothing had happened here.

I'll follow the flow of your game well Mas Andra, my lyrics are in my heart.

" I'm Mitha." I said as I extended my finger towards the woman named Wulan.

" Wulansari, I'm an employee at Mr. Biyan's office, it's nice to meet you." He said in a different tone of voice, not as small as when chatting with Mr. Biyan earlier, his soft wiggly hand shook this rough hand, I just smiled grimly, really pathetic you Mitha, during this futile sacrifice of yours, do you still want to survive Mitha even she prefers children she continued rather than her own child, I bowed for a moment.

" Are you okay Mitha?" asked Mr. Biyan worriedly.

" He sir I'm fine," I replied with a faint smile.

" If it is still not good, we postpone this return first yes, I do not want you to still feel pain," said Mr. Biyan attentively.

" It's better to just go home, sir, I feel sorry for Dimas, he must have missed me." I said as I glanced at the man who was still my husband.

" Yes, I understand." Mr. Biyan replied, then the handsome man smiled and his eyes were unceasingly watching me, and it made me even more eager to heat up Mas Andra with his new wife.

" Oh this is my husband you know" said the woman as she shifted her body pulled over giving way to Mas Andra greeting me, Mas Andra approached while holding a small child.

With a sad look once those eyes looked at me continuously, I looked back at those eyes very sharply, Mas Andra was finally standing right on the edge of my bed.

" Mitha?" exclaimed Mr. Biyan disperse my daydream.