I LET MY HUSBAND CHEAT
When to get married

After surgery, I was taken back to the hospital room. The pain, still felt. But, it does not hurt before the operation. When I arrived at the ward, I was surprised by the presence of my former co-worker. It felt so shameful, when they noticed me being moved from gurney to bed, in this appalling condition. Because they look at me with pity.

"Sir Ma'am, the patient has just had surgery. Patients need to rest a lot. Father and mother should not linger in this room for long." The nurse was friendly to the teacher who came to see me.

"Yes sus." Miss Rose replied kindly, which was followed by the other teacher teachers.

"Mom Alda, if you need help, please tell me?" Sister spoke while checking the infusion and occasionally glanced at me.

"Yes sus."

The two sisters left the room.

"Yes Allah Alda..!" Said Miss Silvia, she stood up and came to me, watching my arm in the cast with her mother. "Reply healed yes, must be spirit!"

"Yes mom, thank you." Weak territory.

Because the sister has given a warning, do not long swipe. Finally the teachers were only 5 minutes away in this room. One by one, by tucking the envelope on the side of the bed where I lay. And only rose's mom talks a lot, the others just look at me with her loving face.

Maybe they feel sorry for me, because my life is always a heavy disaster. The husband cheated, the father and the husband quarreled, to the point of disintegrating Evan's eyes. And now I'm in a terrible accident.

After the return of my coworker friend when teaching first. Guests are increasingly crowded just come to visit, ranging from relatives of father, mother and neighbors. I was amazed that there are so many people who love and care about me. Until the nurse always comes into the room, warn , because the patient must rest.

It was about five in the afternoon, after I had a three-hour break. I woke up and found my daughter Raisya. We have not seen each other for two days. The race is so happy, to see my daughter. My life's encouragement.

"Who's coming here, baby?" my question was to stare softly at Raisya.

"Oom ma'am." His mouth with a sob. A feeling of sadness and worry enveloped his heart at this moment. He was devastated to hear, his mother had an accident and two days later he was banned from going to the hospital. He really wanted to be with his mother.

"Don't cry baby, you're so sad!" it felt like hugging my daughter whose body was shaking violently from crying, but what power. My hands can't move. Even though the surgery still hurts.

"Yes ma'am." Raisya wiped her tears.

"Oom, who's that ma'am?" I asked in confusion, staring at the mother, who was sitting on the sofa. I'm curious about the person Raisya said to be her om.

"Nak Akram." Mom said quickly, I also highlighted the entire room. I didn't see the man.

"Raisya was really hurt to see Mama limp helpless like this. Raisya loves you very much, Ma. I beg you to get well soon and get back to health so you can go home. I will always look after you with all my might, Ma...!"

I was really surprised by Raisya's mature words. I can't stand it, the tears from earlier are urgent to come out. I felt very sad, seeing my daughter crying in front of me. Also I regret my stupidity, which did not quickly let go of Mas Evan. Should have known he was a traitor, I immediately asked to separate.

"Dear, my mom is healed. We'll live happily, baby." I said with tears. Raisya put her head in my stomach. I know, he misses me hugging.

"Dear, don't bother mama." Mother kept Raisya away from me. Raisya who understood what mother said.

***

Tonight Raisya won't go home. He wants to sleep in the hospital. The boy looks familiar with the man I hit Akram. They joked, drawing the man also taught the Calistung raisya. I was very moved to see their compactness.Yes, Raisya is indeed a friendly child, quickly familiar with adults, both women and men.

#Assalamualaikum...!"

I knew the voice that said that greeting. That's Mr. Armand's voice.

"Greetings hall.." My husband and everyone in the room.

Hurry mom opens the door. "Oowww.. Armand boy, come on in!" said mother kindly. Obviously, I welcome Mr. Armand kindly. Mr. Armand is a good man. Moreover, he once gave money to us 10 million. Money to help with Mas Evan's eye surgery.

"Yes mom, thank you." Replied Mr. Armand politely, glancing at me with a faint smile. I also returned that thin smile.

He approached me still with his friendly expression. "Rapidly healed by Muallimah Alda. Sorry about the new bus." His words watched my arm wrapped in a cast.

"Yes, thank you for the prayer." Reply politely.

Mr. Armand thrust the crackle he was about to mother, it was his hand. He finally sat on the sofa, after being invited by his mother. I still pay attention to the movement of Mr. Armand whose gaze is now fixed on Raisya and Akram.

"How's the case, ma'am? what hit him has been processed by law?' asked Mr. Armand, from his facial expression it was clear he was looking for a topic of conversation.

Kulirik Akram who was now staring at Mr. Armand with his astonishment.

" No legal proceedings, son. We choose to make peace. After all, Alda's here wrong." Obviously, mother is sad. Mother also approached the breath, keeping Mr. Armand's hand in it.

"Emmm.. Wrong?" asked Mr. Armand in confusion. He glanced at me, then looked at me again.

"Yes son, Alda's hit. Tapia is seriously injured. It's a lot of daydreaming." Obviously Mother, now walking towards Mr. Armand who was sitting on the sofa.

"This is his bullfight opponent." Said the mother smiling wryly, pointing at Akram who was sitting on the mat with Raisya. They're drawing in Raisya's drawing book.

Both my eyeballs, still following the eye movements of Mr. Armand who stared fixedly at Akram. And Akram, quickly cut off his eye contact from Mr. Armand, like he did not want to be friendly with Mr. Armand.

"Other times have to be careful, yes, see people want to crash, should avoid, do not make being challenged." Said Mr. Armand in his flat tone.

Silent

"Did you hear? hey the guy who hit Alda." Tutored firmly.

Akram lifted his face and looked at Mr. Armand. "Talk to me?" he asked with a careless expression, pointing at himself.

"Yes, there's no way I can talk to Raisya." Sahut Mr. Armand with his face.

"Yes master, next time I'll be more careful." Answer Akram with a soft tone.

I noticed the expression on Akram's face that he did not like Mr. Armand.

"En....!" Mr. Armand got up from his seat. "I'm saying yes to Alda." Mr. Armand walked towards me. "I haven't received your resignation. After you are healed. You can work again."

Deg

I was quite surprised by Mr. Armand's words. He didn't want me to stop teaching.

"Oohu.. Yes sir." I said politely, I'm not arguing about me quitting my job. Because I don't want to think about that right now. My new hand in surgery still hurts.

"Geez, Mr. Armand, thank you very much. You are very wise." Mother looked very pleased, she even grabbed Mr. Armand's hand, because of her delight. My mom didn't want me to quit my job.

"Yes ma'am, same thing." Mr. Armand summarized the mother's hand and patted her gently, like the treatment of a child who was very devoted to his mother.

Kulrik Akram who pursed lips. He doesn't like Mr. Armand.

"Om tomorrow I'm not going to school, please tell us ummi om!" Said Raisya approaching Mr. Armand who is now walking towards the door.

"Oowww.. Yes son!" Mr. Armand, gently rubbing the top of his head Raisya.

"Mama doesn't have any more hape, the hape is broken. So, can't tell ummi Ida. My uncle is also gone. Said my father's men were taken by the actor.."

"Raisyah... " I said out loud, unconsciously. Koq could have been the little boy confiding in Mr. Armand. Hadeuh... It's so embarrassing.

"I'm sorry, I'm Armand." Mother pulled Raisya away from Armand. I could only take a deep breath at my son.

"Iihh grandma, sick!" Raisya threw out my hand holding tightly to his arm.

"What's wrong mom." Said Mr. Armand softly, crouching to be in line with Raisya who is still held by mother. "Tomorrow to tell umy ida." Now Mr. Armand swiped his chin Raisya. "Smart kid!" again, then stand up.

"Om going home?" mr. Armand's steps stopped. He turned his body, facing Raisya.

"Dear, it's night." Her mouth gently looked at Raisya affectionately.

"Me and Reza are brothers. Reza, brother and I said his sister. And Reza's brother said, om can also be my father."

I was surprised to see my daughter who was now talking with those glassy eyes. I'm sure he misses the father figure a lot. Three months Mas Evan ignored us, ever since he was exposed to cheating.

I'm not the only one surprised. Mr. Armand and mother are also no less astounded. Mr. Armand looked at me and mother in turn. He looked a little confused, to respond to Raisya's words. And finally her gaze ended on my little daughter.

"Yes dear, Raisya can call this om, father!" His words pinched the gemesh on Raisya's cheek. Then Mr. Armand glanced at me. I was made to be misbehaved by his mysterious gaze.

"Mr.. A sling?!"

Gosh darn.. Raisya spread out both hands. Hope to be welcomed by Mr. Armand to be carried.

"All right...!" Mr. Armand welcomed Raisya's hand. Raising my little girl, carrying her happily. Mr. Armand and Raisya laughed loosely, as the armand pack turned around while carrying Raisya.

"When did you marry your mom?"

Deg

Immediately, Armand's body froze with Raisya's question.

TB