I'M A STATUE FOR YOU
MY NEW PLAN

Every time I come home from Mas Arya's office, I always stop by his stash house. Their happiness always he capture and end in my HP.

I opened the video of my husband's mistress.

My husband is acting cold. It turned out that the curse woman was the one who affected him.

"Dear." Saints call Arya.

"Hem." Arya just muttered

"Mas. Your love is only for me."

"Why?" Mas Aryan's.

"Mas promise ya don't get close to Alyn. Don't touch Alyn. If you need to cuekin him. Be cold with her."

"why?... She's my wife."

"I'm jealous maaaas." The woman whines at Arya. They are a really compatible couple. The other one is an actor and the other, an unfaithful husband.

"I never touched Alyn at all except when there was Abi and Umi. It's just a hand grip." The saint even laughed at my misfortune.

"Actually I feel sorry for your wife. If you're being nice to him. He'll misunderstand your attitude. In the end he will love you and it will be hard to forget you, if we marry later. You better cuekin him let him not expect more with your marriage."

"Yes, baby, you really are."

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I returned to video. Mas Arya ate together with her mistress who was struggling spoiled on her arm. They're still in touch.

"I'm sorry Alyn. I didn't mean to hurt you. I just wanted to let you know that Arya and I love each other. And it can't be separated." A short message from my husband's mistress. Always apologizing after giving me a video that makes my eyes and heart ache.

"Oh my God.... It's too painful for me. That woman just keeps pumping my life."

"I can't stand it anymore. I'd love to ask for a divorce from Aryan mas. But I'm afraid this decision of mine will jeopardize Abah's health. What if Abah's heart disease recurred like 6 months ago, Abah entered the ICU room. Just because I heard about my brother's accident falling off the bike. What else if I find out I'm getting a divorce."

"I like eating simalakama fruit. Forward to hit, backward to take."

If I decide to stick with my miserable marriage. I can't keep quiet. Before late. Before the woman dragged my husband into bed, I had to do something.

Although the video was very painful but I did not remove any of it. Because I'm sure someday it will be very useful to me. I even doubled it. Keep the fear of missing.

I can't just shut up. I have to do something. I don't want that damn woman to keep dancing on top of my suffering.

I called my best friend Rani. The only friend I have in Jakarta.

"Assalamualaik."

"Wa Alaikum salam."

"I want to meet. Do you have time tomorrow."

"certain. What's up?"

"I need your help. I need a job, I want to work."

"Hey is not your husband a rich man. Why is it still working?..."

"I'm home with no work." Said Alyn who did not want to disclose her household problems.

"alright. Meet me tomorrow at my new cafe."

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"Just at 20:00 WIB mas Arya returned home. I prepared all the food on the table.

We ate together in silence. Silent. Only the sound of a spoon bumping against a plate. I'm grateful that Arya always eats my cooking. He always eats at home. He seems to like my food.

I ventured to glance at Arya. His face was flat with no expression, unthinkable.

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"Tiiiing tooong." I heard the doorbell ring. I'll be out of the room immediately. Curious about guests visiting at 21:00 WIB. I was surprised to see the guests coming.

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