Just My Ex Husband
Part 3 - She's my wife too

Still vividly in my memory. That night I left Frans' house. A house that holds thousands of memories with her.

Memories that I must immediately throw away, not even to be touched again.

My determination has been unanimous to end it all, although the intention of the heart forget, but the fact of wasting five years with Frans must not be easy.

But everything I have to do. Because, I don't want to be a stupid woman who pretends to be sincere. Moreover, must pretend to be strong sharing a husband.

The rain poured down the streets so heavily that my car had already entered my hometown, Purwakarta.

My car is now parked in the yard of my mother's house, but the house feels a little foreign to me, maybe because my mother changed the color of her house paint with a deep red color.

Have I not visited my mother's house for too long?

Until I forget all the changes.

My footsteps slightly ran through the rain quite heavy, then I knocked on the door of the house, until on the third beat featuring the figure of a woman in a hijab with a smile printed beautifully means longing.

"Jenny. . ." whispered mother.

My mother seemed happy to welcome me at the door. While I forced a smile a little, I still ran into my mother's arms, trying to hold my breath.

The tears were ready to spill into my mother's arms.

"Mother. . ." call me clean.

I began to cry in my mother's arms, with my shaky shoulders holding back the tightness.

"Mother's son why?"

"Kok cry?"

"Where's franc?"

Mother's questions that crumbled my grief. My mother's gaze swept the view outside the house, looking for my husband Frans.

Naturally my mother was looking for Frans, because this night around ten o'clock at night I visited my mother's house, surely in my mind there was Frans who drove me.

I still didn't answer Mom's question, but she took me in, and sat me on the living room couch. His eyes were asking me a lot of questions.

"I want a divorce from Frans Bu" I said, staring blankly at the living room table.

My statement just made my mother jump on hearing it.

"Astagfirullahaladzim Jenny! You're not talking just like this."

I just kept listening to my mom who didn't support my decision.

"What's the matter with your husband?"

Mother was getting curious about the problems that befell my household.

"Mas Frans is quietly cheating behind my back, ma'am. Tonight he went to see the woman who had given birth to the blood of Frans' gold."

Only until that's what I can explain to mom. My breath was choked again, unable to say anything more, right now all I needed was a mother hug that was able to reconcile me.

My mother's hand clasped me tightly into her arms, hinting at me to be strong in the face of my household's storms.

"Are you sure Frans did that behind your back, Jenn?"

My mother is still trying not to judge the situation, hoping this is just a small misunderstanding in my household.

"I'm sure Ma'am." I answered with confidence.

Which mother's heart does not hurt to see her daughter treated like this?

At once my mother's face turned pale upon hearing my statement.

"Mom sure Jenny is a good and strong woman. There will be a silver lining, dear."

"We can only accept the trials that God has given us, and I'm sure Jenny can definitely go through this difficult time. If parting is considered the best way, I can only support whatever Jenny's decision is."

Netra's mother looked at the sky of the house, while her hands still faithfully stroked my soft back lovingly.

"Yes Mom, I hope Jenny can forget everything that happened with Frans."

Maybe with me parting ways with Frans, I can get back to living with my mom.

Poor mother, since the father died she lived with her nephew in this house.

The niece of the mother, whom the mother had considered like her own child, took my place if I was not home.

•••

The sun was shining brightly this morning, as bright as Frans' happy heart had a baby that Frans had long been waiting for from his household.

Unfortunately, Jenny Florencia's wife was unable to provide that happiness. But that's okay, because Frans now has a newborn daughter last night from Alea's womb.

"Where are you going, man?" alea's question was a little disappointed when she saw Frans who was preparing to take the car keys on the hospital nightstand.

"I'm sorry baby, I have to go home first. Jenny must have been waiting for me." said Frans.

Instantly Alea's countenance turned sour upon hearing Frans' words.

"She's also my dear wife, I beg you to understand."

"But I just gave birth to Mas. I still need you beside me, even our son Mas."

Alea's whining was a little troublesome for Frans, but Frans himself was agitated to leave Jenny on the grounds of office affairs.

"I beg you to understand, after all there is already a Siti mbok who will accompany you while Mas is away."

Frans was still trying to break up the situation, while stroking Alea's head fondly.

"You always put the handicapped first, give priority to the woman who is unable to give you offspring."

The sentence Alea spoke just now made Frans' jaw harden immediately, not hearing Alea say Jenny is a disabled woman who can not give offspring.

I don't know why Frans always doesn't take it if someone insults Jenny like this.

"Let's talk Alea!"

"If Jenny was perfect, I wouldn't have gotten this far with you."

Frans' index finger was straight on Alea, warning her bethel's wife not to say that in front of her.

Frans' love for Jenny, however, was different from Alea's.

In Frans eyes, Jenny was a beautiful woman. Not just physically beautiful, but her personality, and her elegance.

It is only natural that Frans' father, Wicaksana Saputra, chose Jenny as the right partner for Frans.

"But that's the truth Frans."

Alea is increasingly upset about Frans' change of attitude, according to Frans too defend Jenny.

"And in reality you also take advantage of Jenny's shortcomings, Lea!" Frans won't lose.

After all Jenny is the proud wife of Frans and her extended family.

"One more time you insult Jenny like that, I'll make sure you won't live fancy anymore. Prepare to lose your daughter Lea."

Hearing Frans' words just made Alea's body shake, her mouth suddenly locked, unable to say anything.

It felt like Frans' threat was too dire for Alea.

Frans passed by leaving Alea's nursery. His steps sailed quickly to the hospital parking area, then he drove the car home, because Frans was afraid Jenny was suspicious of the fake reason last night.

•••

"Darling, I'm home."

Frans shouted after arriving in the living room of his house while putting the car keys and mobile phone on the table. However, there was no warm welcome from Jenny who was as usual.

Jenny always greeted Frans with a sweet smile, then grabbed Frans' hand, kissing the back of Frans's hand full of respect for her husband.

Frans steps into the TV room, but Jenny is not there.

"Darling, I'm home." Frans shouted back.

Frans' steps have now reached the main room, but there is no one there.

Jenny's belongings were no longer in her room, and she opened a white slide closet in the corner. Sure enough Frans' guess, Jenny had packed her clothes.

Frans came down from the second floor, looking for bi Irah with worried eyes. Frans is afraid that his wife will leave him, fearing that Jenny will find out about his affair with Alea.

"It turns out Mr. has come home" said bi Irah welcome the return of her employer who seemed chaotic looking for Jenny.

"Jenny where's Bi?" asked Frans, while bi Irah just silently bowed.

"Jawab Bi Irah, where is Jenny?" frans was very nervous.

"Anu Mister, anu, non Jenny said leave this house." replied bi Irah a little nervous in front of Frans.

"I mean Bi?" cut Frans curious.

"Non won't come back here again, sir."

"Non-beautiful night has packed up, and said goodbye to Bibi." said bi Irah again.

Bi Irah still remembers how Jenny cried last night, and it was quite stifling for her to explain to Frans.

"Then did Jenny say what Auntie was like?"

Frans asked who was still trying to contain the panic.

"Non just said he'd take care of the divorce with the young master."

At once Frans scrambled his hair rough when he heard the explanation bi Irah. It is certain that Jenny has found out everything, and Frans must immediately go to see Jenny at her parents' house.

Not much to say anymore, Frans immediately grabbed a cellphone and car keys on the living room table.

Frans's move was so quick to leave bi Irah who was still standing sculpting, thinking about the fate of her employer's household which was on the edge of the horn.

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