It's not my intention to cheat

It's not my intention to cheat
Grief


After reaching home, Fakhri immediately ran in leaving Farzan who was still on his bike.


Then he got off the bike and turned to the road.


Seeing Shanti not far from home, Farzan stood waiting for her at the door. But once Shanti arrived, as usual without saying anything Shanti intended to enter through Farzan.


"We have to talk Mommy." said Farzan with emphasis.


Because Shanti only turned a glance and stepped back in, making Farzan force and pull Shanti's hand and then pat her body on the kitchen wall.


"Take off me Farzan! Keep your attitude!"


"Mother who forced me to act like this, Until when did you shut up and not want to talk to me?!"


"Farzan let me go, Fakhri will see!"


Farzan saw Fakhri watching television.


Then he looked back at Shanti.


"He won't see if Madam Shanti doesn't yell and wants to talk well with me."


Shanti fell silent and turned her face away from Farzan's eyes which were only a few centi apart. Farzan's more handsome face than Farhan with the sixpack body and the shadow of the night was enough to make Shanti nervous, It is not entirely angry to Farzan what else blame him completely, he was completely, But he who could not forget that night, made him unable to face Farzan.


"Mr..."


Shanti flinched from her daydream and looked back at Farzan.


"When are we like this?"


"What do you mean? Did you forget that I'm your brother-in-law, Farhan's wife your brother?"


Farzan stretched out his hand and eroded the distance between them.


"At least we're not like strangers are we?' asked Farzan while lowering his head.


"I still need time."


"Alright I won't impose my will, But after..."


farzan's speech came to a halt as Shanti's phone rang.


Farzan and Shanti look at each other to see Farhan's name on the screen of his phone. Then Farzan stepped back and turned away, letting Shanti pick up the phone from her husband.


"Call..."


"Shanti... Why is it so hard to call?"


"Really, then you have a lot of money dong?"


"No idea, not yet payday."


"Then, you take it early well, don't wait for Saturday."


"Why is it, then?"


"E-Shanti, Mas not pay anymore, Gajian Mas run out for pieces, Meals and needs of the day."


Shanti kept the phone away from her ear. His heart was really disappointed because for the umpteenth time instead of sending money and fulfilling his responsibilities, he asked for money from her.


Farhan who went all the way to leave the family on the grounds of making a living with a salary that is greater than before when he worked in Jakarta, Indonesia, It is often asked Shanti to send him money for various reasons.


"Did Mas Farhan ask for more money?" asked Farzan who clearly heard their conversation.


Shanti just nodded sadly.


"Mbak doesn't have to send it." Farzan insisted.


Shanti was silent considering Farhan's request and Farzan's input.


"Mr... This is the umpteenth time Mas Farhan asked for money on Ma'am, Actually what he did there, Why always say not payday, Payday runs out for pieces, Meals and other reasons?"


"Ask your brother!" Shanti becomes upset and intends to leave the kitchen. But Farzan again stopped him by blocking Shanti's arm.


"Pass...!"


"Why is Shanti mad at me?"


"Then who should I be mad at, huh?!"


Farzan was speechless looking at Shanti who started to shed her tears.


"Nearly ten years I lived like this, Even from the beginning of your brother's marriage he could never fulfill all his responsibilities as a husband, I have to work and think hard how to keep us from starving, Even after Fakhri's presence he still hasn't changed, Instead he seemed to feel calm because I could make my own money without depending on him."


"Mr..." Farzan who heard Shanti's sigh with tears also felt sad.


"Sometimes I feel so tired of going through this, I'm tired of having a husband but not functioning as the head of the family."


Looking at Shanti who was increasingly unable to hold back her crying voice. Farzan again approached Shanti and made Shanti lean her head on her shoulder.


There were no words Farzan could say other than trying to make his sister-in-law feel calm again.


Seriate...