I LET MY HUSBAND CHEAT
Falsification

Oh Allah....

I looked at the red and green wedding book with tears in my eyes. Throbbing breaststrokes like being sliced open, trying to think positively, rather than fornicating, maybe it's better that they get married.

But, I need an explanation from Mas Evan. What he really meant. Don't want to divorce me. But, have a mistress.

I noticed the late Mas Evan who walked up to me with his innocent face. My wedding book is still tightly held.

Huuff...

Evan's breathing sounded harsh. His hand reached out, reaching for the marriage book I still held.

"Mas, why are you doing this to me?" ask me with tears. That's all I can do. Angry, pecak pecak is also useless. Because it is clear, if there is a fight. It is likely that there will be a KDRT. After all, I will also feel the pain of lahur and bathin.

"I can't explain anymore what and why. Everything has happened, I want you to accept this reality." His words are flat. "If you want a divorce, go ahead." Shoot again.

"Buck..!" now my tone goes up an octave. True, the tongue is boneless. Evan felt no guilt at all for what he did to me.

"If you object, you can contest my divorce. If you want to accept this reality. I'll be fair to you. I'll share the time to stay in this house and July's house."

Deg

I swiped again with a great roaring chest, at the painful words of Mas Evan. Obviously here Mas Evan is selfish, and wants to taste good on his own. He thought I couldn't do it without him.

I threw away my face, tired of looking at him. Why else would I have so much to argue with Mas Evan, who doesn't want to understand I'm tormented because of him. I rushed into the bathroom. My tears broke in the bathroom. The marriage book I saw was a KUA marriage book, not a serial marriage book.

"Dek, Mas go to mom's house, pick up Raisya..!" I was silent for a moment from my crying. When Mas Evan knocked on the bathroom door.

***

Tonight the atmosphere at home was quite warm. There was no presence of my father in our house. I don't want to come home. Because there's Evan. Father can rise in blood, if it lingers long to see Mas Evan. I was very disappointed in my husband.

Tonight Evan helped me cook for my wares tomorrow. He seemed to be passionate about helping me. Yes, this is the nature of Mas Evan before he knew Pelakor. He often helps with homework.

"When did you sell the Deck?" Ask her with her happy face. Mas Evan was peeling an onion.

"Since you don't live on him and your son!" Sahut mother ketus. A look of focus, to the layer cake batter. Yes the sandwich is cooked tonight. Tomorrow it's cold, stay in the cut cut.

I glanced at Mas Evan whose wide smile was gradually shrinking, perhaps offended by mother's words. Mas Evan chose silence, not to be afraid of mother's words.

At once the atmosphere in the kitchen turned tense. Mom also parted in the room, inviting Raisya to rest. And now there's Mas Evan and I in that kitchen. Evan doesn't ask much questions anymore. He just asked what else he could help.

Morning

Evan looks relaxed. No plans to go to work.

"Mas, isn't koq ready yet?" I asked in wonder, looking at Mas Evan, who helped mom pack the fried noodles.

"Make it off again." Answer her smile thinly. Seemed to be approaching mom. But, Mother remained indifferent. Obviously I was disappointed in Mas Evan.

"If you are on vacation. You help your wife anterin trade." Said mom with her flat face. He still showed dislike towards Mas Evan.

Evan really helped me all day. Even he delivered all the orders of Holy Mother, this afternoon to school. Until the end of the meal together in enlivening Mr. Armand's 35th birthday.

"Alda, are you better with your husband?" muallimah Rose asked softly to the cautious heart looking at me curiously.

"eehmmm.... When did we fight Muallimah Rose." I said weakly. Replying to Muallimah Rose's probing gaze.

"Good God, aren't you angry with him?" Ask her again in disbelief.

"You're angry there's no point in Miss Rose either. Make tired, draining emotions. After all, with Angry Mas Evan not necessarily returned to me completely.

"So you want to be combined?"

Huussst.. I put my index finger in Miss Rose's mouth.

"Mom Rose, don't be strong enough to talk to her." I'm so afraid of the other teachers with our conversation." I said quickly, both eyes watching around

Is there a teacher who eavesdropped on our conversation. But, it doesn't seem to exist. Everyone was enjoying their lunch. Gave Mr. Armand a birthday

"Sorry Alda." Miss Rose looks very reticent to me

He may feel wrong. "If I were you, I wouldn't stay silent. I'm gonna hit that actor." Whisper Ms. Rose, it seems she is not satisfied discussing my household matters.

"It's no use for Miss Rose. They're married too."

"What..?" Said Ms. Rose strongly, unconsciously. All the gazes in the room were on us both.

I also immediately grinned. Trying to cover up the tense atmosphere created between the two of us.

"Why are you Rose's mom?" ask Mr. Andi with a big smile. Mr. Andi who often makes jokes, of course, with our suspicious behavior.

"Nothing, it's really good. We'll be Muallimah Alda, tp markotop." Ms. Rose said, holding her two thumbs up to me, trying to display a carefree facial expression.

Actually I was very sad, when my household problems were discussed. Because of the wound I wanted to plant in it, it's back on the matchbook again. Which made me remember that pain. But, what else. I have to appreciate the care of Ms. Rose, who wants to know how my household is progressing. Hopefully, Miss Rose can keep my secret and not make my problem public consumption.

After work, I finally asked Ms. Rose for a minute. I don't know, I finally couldn't bear the pain and disappointment. I need to pour out a sense of tightness that lingers in the chest. Hope to be satisfied and calm. Miss Rose, I'm not bound by my request.

"Their marriage book is from KUA, but the address doesn't match their ID?" Again, Ms. Rose asked in surprise, as I told her all about the marriage book I found in Mas Evan's bag.

"Yes, Miss Rose." Answer me with sadness. Tears still shed.

"This is your chance to teach your husband a lesson and his affair. You can report them to the authorities. For using a fake address and false status when taking care of the marriage book. You're not divorced yet." Clearly, Miss Rose was looking at me seriously

I was silent to Miss Rose. Should I report Evan to the authorities?

TB

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