I LET MY HUSBAND CHEAT
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I took Raisya out of the hospital grounds. We need to breathe fresh air. My feelings are very messed up right now. Thinking about my household and my father's condition was really bad. If the father's condition is stable, then surgery will be performed on the father's heart. Thank goodness, we used the BPJS facility. Because the father of the last two years has been heart disease.

"Mama, where are we going?" Raisya that I hold, .shake my hand, I also wake up from my daydream. Both of my eyes were glaring around, it turned out we were already far away from the hospital. Not feel the foot that treads the sidewalk, has taken us far.

"You're buying food, baby." I smiled sweetly at my poor daughter. If I get divorced from Mas Evan, my daughter will lose her father. There will be a lack of love from his father.

"Oowww.. Ma, I want ice cream. I haven't had ice cream in a long time!" whining.

I looked around again. Signs of ice cream seller does not exist.

"Emmm.. It's been night, baby. Ice cream and out. How about if you replace the juice of the pocket." I bid with a coquettish face. Hope Raisya is affected and not refuse.

"Hmmm..!" my son seemed to think. "Yes, yeah." The answer was about my smile.

We also crossed, because in front of us there is a meatball stall, chicken noodles. Usually, there must be a juice pot.

With a feeling of pleasure, Raisya ran when he was near the room father treated. He was happy, because I bought a lot of food. Including his favorite food, satay madura. He just kept running to leave me behind. Say hello, and immediately open the door, before there is a speech from within.

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I was quite surprised to find Mr. Armand in the room. I throw a thin smile, so as not to be said to be arrogant.

"eehh.. Nausea Armand." I said with a little bit of pomp. I'm not too close to Muallim Armand at school. Because he is indeed the type of leader who like to keep distance from his subordinates, especially the mother teacher. He is the kind of guy who is friendly. He's a cold guy.

"Yes, she's nauseous." The answer was quick and a thin smile..

"Da, where have you been? Why did you come home so long?" asked mom with concern. And now mom looks moody.

"Out Isya prayer in mushollah. I took Raisya to see her father ma." I said, looking at my mother.

"So, Juli came here with her brother. They're asking for money for Evan's treatment." Clearly Mother was sad, glancing at Yang's father lying weak.

I paused for a moment, surprised by Mama's words. Then that was when I went to Evan's room to be treated, July here.

"Yes ma." Reply lirih. I dare not look at Mr. Armand. Who was still sitting in the chair near the bed of father.

"All right sir, ma'am, Muallim Alda.. I'll take care of you." Said Mr. Armand. Maybe he felt uncomfortable in this room.

"Son Armand, I thank you." Mom approached Armand and hugged him. "You too are in trouble. But, he had time to come here, and want to help us." Said Mother with a lot of fun. I was a little confused, with the direction of Mother's conversation with Mr. Armand.

"It's okay mom. Just a little koq." I'm the lyrics of Mr. Armand who's still talking to mom.

"Yes to Armand, thank you very much for your help." Said the Father again. I'm getting confused.

Help out? what favor?

"Yes ma'am, sir. Hope it helps. Well, excuse me." Said Mr. Armand. He finally came out of the room.

Missed by Armand. Raisya whines to eat satay and juicenya. I also have to prepare the cutlery for my daughter. I also prepared chicken soto for father and mother to eat.

I'm feeding dad, it's nice. I want to eat that soto. While the mother ate the soto was also greedily near Raisya.

"Mom, what did Mr. Armand do for us?" ask for heart. I'm done eating soto. So too with mom. Now I'm scraping our food.

"Sir Armand, give me 10 million."

"Yes, thank you. We got help." Said Mother sobbing.

"Alhamdulliah O Allah." I also do not want to discuss at length, again Why fake Armand gave so much money.

"So when Juli and her brother came here. Mr. Armand is here, too. Mr. Armand heard everything. And I told you everything that happened to our family to Mr. Armand." Obviously, mom is still as excited.

I do a little regret that. Where I work. I'm hiding my household problems. In fact, I always remind Miss Rose not to tell anyone else.

"Yes ma'am." I replied weakly, I can't fault my mother. For telling shame in my household. After all, the whole of Indonesia already knows my problem. Father and Mas Evan's fight has gone viral on social media.

"Son Armand feels indebted. Because I used to help him from the robbers." Dad said seriously. Nata's gaze looked distant.

"A debt?" tanyaku no less cooed.

"Son, if not wrong about 10 years ago. When my father worked as a cross-Sumatera driver. In the middle of the forest, his family, Nak Armand, was robbed. And Coincidentally, dad passed by. Dad get down and help their families." Obviously dad, 10 years ago. That means I'm 18 years old. Just graduated High School.

Yeah, I'm a martial arts pro. That is why even though he is old. Once upon a time, Mas Evan's eyes were instantly shattered.

I'm actually not one of his father's children. I have two brothers. Both of my brothers died as children. And I am the only living father. My father is now 63 years old.

"Oowww... Keep dad." I was very curious about the continuation of my father's story.

"And a few months ago. We met at Raisya's school. It turns out that her son Reza was one school with Raisya. He still knows dad. Though I don't remember anymore, if Nak Armand's family ever help me." Obviously dad again with sumringah. Looks like dad likes to tell his heroic actions.

"Ocumbr..!" my answer.

Mr. Armand is indeed the new principal at my workplace. And it turns out that Dad helped her once. I feel so grateful. At least, I don't have to sell a lot of my jewelry. Especially now that the price is down.

"Alda, you hold this money. Tomorrow, you give it to Juli, after you add yes son. I don't want your father reported to the authorities." Said mom crying. My heart hurts so much to see Mom cry like that, I feel a burden on my family.

"Yes ma'am." Reply weak. Staring fixed, the money given by Mr. Armand. Turns out Mr. Armand was his warm and generous person. It was very different at school.

"Hurry to deal with your divorce with Evan. There's no point in you surviving with her. He didn't think of Raisya anymore either." Said the feeble father, looking at me wistfully.

"Sir, if Alda's divorced. Evan it's gonna be easy. He's a cunning, could Alda not make a living Iddah." Obviously Mother, glancing at me.

"No need for money ma'am. The important thing is that our child's status is clear. Not hung like this. After all, there is no harmony created, after this quarrel." Said dad with his face.

"Yes mom, dad. That's what I've been thinking. Now most importantly, I'm healing fast." I said, approaching dad's bed. I also sat in the chair occupied by Mr. Armand earlier. Start massaging dad's legs.

"Truly yes, son. I'd be happier if you divorced that brash guy."

"Yes dad." I smiled at Dad.

Huuff..

I took a deep breath. Looks like the oxygen stock in the chest cavity is gone. Thinking about my increasingly chaotic problems.

TB

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