Forced to Be an Actor
All Because of Sadam

I looked at Mas Sadam with deeply furrowed brows because I had trouble reading the meaning of his gaze on Madam Tasya right now. Slowly but surely I began to feel if my hand held by Mas Sadam began to condense if my heart was agitated, these lips are indeed silent but the cold liquid that covers this handbook has revealed all and I am sure that now Mas Sadam must be aware of it. I moved my finger to remove Mas Sadam's grip from this hand but the man held my hand tightly.

I saw Mas Sadam breathing deeply as if he was trying to strengthen his heart of the decision he took, the breath that escaped his lips expressed if he was ready to take a big decision in his life. “Tasya, I've forgiven you since you came out of this house.”

“Mas Sadam, thank you.” Ms. Tasya rubbed the clear liquid that had wet her face then stepped closer while stretching her hands preparing to hold Mas Sadam in her arms.

“However, I can't be with you anymore,” continued Mas Sadam. “Our relationship has ended a long time ago, and now you seek your own life without disturbing our household. In less than three months we will officially divorce religiously and also by state law.”

Mas Sadam's remarks stopped Ms. Tasya's steps. The woman froze in place now with a pale face as if Mas Sadam's words had just absorbed all the blood from that face like blood-sucking ink. Mas Sadam took the link of his hand from me and put the hand on my shoulder and said.

“Honey, let's have dinner,” he said gently to me while smiling thinly.

“Good, Mas.” Me and Mas Sadam stepped away leaving behind Ms Tasya who is now still frozen in her position with her face already teary.

We walked into the kitchen with our hands together.

“Mama, Papa. Let's eat Liora hungry once,” Liora told us after seeing the two of us step towards the dining table.

“Of course, we will eat now,” said Mas Sadam to Liora while wiping the top of his daughter's head and then buried the kiss longer there. Mas Sadam seemed to be very sorry because of Liora who was affected by their separation.

“Sifana, is everything okay?” ask Mama Elsa.

“Of course, Ma. Nothing to worry about,” I said in a whisper.

***

I was standing on the balcony of my room. This netra looks at the beautiful sky that is filled with stars scattered even the moon also shows its beauty perfectly. I began to turn my eyes to the towering trees in the courtyard of this house, occasionally the leaves were swaying back and forth as the gusts of wind swept through it. Tonight my heart feels very calm when I find out Mas Sadam's decision to keep divorcing Ms. Tasya maybe I look very selfish once, he said, but Ms. Tasya is a bad person and maybe it's her karmic law because she has hurt her child and even her poor Anggun husband is also affected.

“Honey, why are you standing here, look at the wind is quite strong later you can get sick,” I turned my eyes to the side then saw Mas Sadam now putting his chin on my shoulder with both hands hugging my waist as if trying to channel the warmth in his body to me.

“Mas, I want to relax,” I told him.

Mas Sadam was wearing a black-colored nightgown in the same color as the one I was wearing. He looked very handsome, his face was perfectly sculpted and now there were no fine hairs on his jaw, it seemed like this man had just shaved his beard.

Mas Sadam turned my body until now I faced him. “Honey, we just relax in the room said Mas Sadam with his devil smile.

“Darling, I couldn't sleep before doing it,” whining Mas Sadam to me like a child asking to be given candy. Aish his face is very handsome and also adorable really makes me can not refuse it.

“Only one time only.”

“”Alright,” said while embracing my shoulder and invite me into the room. “However, if I want to add, yes we can be legitimate,” continued Mas Sadam while smiling widely.

“Ih .. Mas Sadam cheated, anyway must be one time,” I said while releasing his arms.

“Honey, if your bed problem should not bargain. We are not in the traditional market, ” Somehow since when my husband's attitude is getting flirtatious like this. And you all know that this long conversation will end in a sweat exchange.

Beautiful twilight began to adorn the sky. I wiggled back and forth trying to stretch out these bone muscles that felt so stiff, how I didn't feel tired because my husband repeated the same thing so many times. I don't know why this guy isn't bored or tired. All over my body it feels stiff all because of it.

I stared at the face of my husband's pillow, which is still sleeping in his sleep. He was very handsome, his sex lips were slightly open, but did not diminish his good looks with the perfect face and chest of this field. Uh ... I'm upset with myself. Why am I still not awake and even cool to observe his handsome face. I was afraid to wake up, so I got out of bed slowly and went into the bathroom.

I'm already in the kitchen.

“Ma, forgive Sifana if you wake up late,” I said to Mama Elsa when I saw the middle-aged woman was applying chocolate to the wheat bread in her hand.

Mama Elsa pulled her gaze at me, “Honey, it doesn't matter you get up late too, Mama knows, you must be tired.”

 I'm starting to feel like if these two cheeks are heating up, I'm bowing my head in shame as to whether Mama Elsa knew what we were doing last night. “Ma, this morning want to make what?” many nervous. I'm just trying to divert the conversation.

“Sifana, didn't you yourself yesterday say if this morning we eat meat soto and toast request Liora.” I saw a faint smile etched on Mama Elsa's lips like she knew I was embarrassed right now.

“Eh, yes-yes Ma. Sifana to forget,” I said getting nervous. I immediately stepped towards the kitchen table and washed the meat that was already up there to avoid eye contact with my Mother-in-law.

“Sweet once she.” I can still hear Mama Elsa say that.

“This is all because of Mas Sadam, this is all because he who always never let my night sleep soundly, it's really annoying, really,” my mind grumbled to blame the behavior of my husband all night who just kept asking for his ration.

Wah-wah you are outrageous Mas Sadam.