I LET MY HUSBAND CHEAT

I LET MY HUSBAND CHEAT
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Her night.


I discussed my household matters with my parents. And Mas Evan, there's nothing home. He lives in his house Juli, his second wife. I told my Father and Mother that Mas Evan was legally and religiously married to July. Because they already have a marriage book.


"What... There's no point in you sticking with him, son. Tomorrow I will accompany you to KUA. Get a divorce." Firmly Dad was full of emotions.


"Propay sir."


"Propay how else ma'am. This month alone, he did not provide for Alda and Raisya. If it's true he used gunai, yes already. No more hoping for her." Dad's getting more emotional.


My mom and I finally decided to shut up. I should have divorced Mas Evan. Because really, I don't want to be combined. But, my mother kept asking me to be patient. I wish Evan had changed. After all, if divorced, not necessarily get a better husband.


Aki knows, mother asked me to stay. Because he must be ashamed to have a widow's son.


***


Time seems to pass quickly


The week I was given to think was over. I haven't been able to follow my father's will to divorce Mas Evan, for some reason. I feel like I'm willing to be combined. It weighs its flavor to take it off. Going is hard, but surviving hurts too. I was quite disappointed with my decision. But he still supports what I have decided.


Life continues on. Mas Evan, visit us 2 times a week. That means more time he spent with his young wife.


I keep working as a teacher with a side job trading food. The trading results are good enough, to meet the needs of me and Raisya. Because the living given by Mas Evan is not enough.


"Alda, are you coming to the hospital?" ask Miss silvia. Ms. Silvia is the treasurer of social activities where I work.


"God's with you." I answered politely, reached into the wallet to pay for social money, the wife of the Madrasah chief entered the hospital.


"Yes, you have to come. You don't have any lessons today." Miss Silvia said, without looking at me. He was seriously recording the dues I deposited.


Suddenly my phone on the table rang. My hand reached out quickly to grab it. There was no mother calling. Curiously, I raised the call. Mom if it's not important, won't call me. Means because there's something important, that's why mom called.


"Assalamualaikum Ma'am." I said, glancing at Miss Silvia, who was still sitting next to me.


"Greetings walaikum. Alda, your father, your father, your father were taken to the hospital, son.," There was a hoarse and stuttering mother's voice, crying as she spoke.


I was obviously surprised to hear that. "Dad, why Mom?" manya panic.


"Your father fought with Evan." The sobbing sound of mother's cry, sounded very heartbreaking. Looks like dad's hurt bad.


"Yes mom, I'm home." Say it in panic. "Mother calm down?"


"Da, take Raisya to school. Your father hasn't been able to pick me up yet." Clearly Mother, her sobbing voice was still heard.


"Yes ma'am."


I ended that voice call quickly. Pack up my stuff.


"Why Alda?" asked Bu Rose to see me who was in a hurry and excited, packing my trading container.


"My father went to Miss Rose's hospital. I'm going home, right? mom's picket today, right?" I said in panic. I'm so worried about dad. I also ran into the parking lot. The security guard who rebuked me, I no longer reprimand.


How's dad doing? must be dad badly hurt. Evan has good body muscles. Fighting with dad, of course I lost. Where dad is old.


Unsettled, I rode my motorcycle towards Raisya's school. After that, I pumped the gas into the house. I need to get my stuff home. All you want will be Raisya's shirt. Then we'll go to the hospital.


TB