Ladista's Love Agreement
Foolish in the market

"Mas.." said Dista as he entered the door of his apartment.

Bruck..

"What is this mas?" asked Dista with teary eyes.

"I've packed your things. You leave this place now!!" daffa said in a low but stressed voice. It seemed that he was suppressing his anger.

"But mas, I can explain everything. It's not what you think it is." said Dista began to sob.

"It's less clear what else Dis!" Daffa looked at his wife. Still trying to quell his anger.

"I'm sick of seeing traitors like you. Pretending pretentious good, but stabbing me in the back."

Daffa sat down on the sofa, then closed his eyes.

"Go!" say Daffa again.

Dista grabbed the suitcase, wiped her tears. His heart hurts like it's squeezed. He could no longer say anything. Cute lips. Only tears kept flowing soaked her smooth cheeks.

When he got to the door, he stopped. He looked at Daffa who still closed his eyes.

"I'm leaving, sorry to hurt you. Again, I say, I am innocent. I'm framed. One day, God will open it all." said Dista with a trembling voice.

"I'm hurt, just like you. May God give us patience." - Dista's mind upon entering the elevator.

Dista stood by the side of the road. He intended to hail a taxi, as a luxury sedan approached him. Someone came down from the back door.

"Dista!" call the middle-aged woman who is none other than Ratih. Ratih hugged his daughter-in-law tightly. A round of tears dripped down his cheeks.

"Mama.. Why is my mom here?" ask Dista nervously.

"Mom already knows the problem you are facing. Beny called my mom" said Ratih paused his speech.

"Come on Dis, but your heart says you're innocent. You must have been framed. There are people who envy the harmony of your household." said Ratih expressed his heart.

Dista's cry was getting more and more bitter. The tightness in his chest he could no longer bear. Desa poured out all the sadness that hit her heart.

"Let's go with mama, we'll talk in the car." take Ratih.

"Mas Daffa was very angry ma, even he did not want to see Dista's face" said Dista lyrically in between his sobs as the car began to speed slowly.

"You calm down first." persuade Ratih while stroking the back of his daughter-in-law.

"Mama's not mad at Dista?" tanya Dista looked at the bead eyes of the middle-aged woman he had already considered as his own parents.

Ratih shakes his head "Maybe this is a test for your household. And I'm sure you're not that kind of woman. Love Daffa time to calm down!!"

"Dista swore, Dista never cheated. Dista was only friends with Ramon, nothing more." Dista tightly grasped Ratih's hand hoping that his in-laws could feel his honesty.

"Yes dear." Ratih sighed.

"Can you tell me why you ended up like this?"

"Every night someone called Dista and said that Daffa was in an accident. Dista panic ma! When the man said there was a man who would invite Daffa mas Daffa, without thinking long Dista come along." Dista took a deep breath.

"On the way, the man gave Dista a drink. After drinking the drink, Dista's head was dizzy and unconscious. When I woke up, there was Daffa. And more surprisingly, there was Ramon in the same bed as Dista." continued Dista.

Train to listen carefully. And he was sure there were no lies in any of Dista's remarks.

"You're coming home with mom!" bring Mama Ratih.

"Sorry ma, but Dista feels bad about staying at my mom's house. Can you take Dista to Dista's old boarding house?" reject Dista.

"Are you sure you want to go there?"

"Yes ma, Dista's friend still lives there. Dista can hitch a ride for a while." replied Dista reassured Ratih.

"All right."

Arriving at the door of Ana's boarding room, Dista took out a hape from his jacket pocket. Pressed his best friend's number.

"I'm at your hostel, where's the key?" ask Dista without further ado.

"Eh, why are you in my hostel?" Ana was shocked to hear her friend was there. Because since Dista got married, they only met a few times and even outside.

"I'm going to take a little break, again!" answer Dista.

"You're fighting with your husband?" guess Ana.

"Bawel really, where's the key? I'm looking under no tablecloth!" dista.

Ana chuckles. "Under the doormat!" answer Ana.

"Okay!" Dista immediately turned off his phone connection. Across the girl grumbled annoyed at the attitude of her friend.

Dista immediately headed for the bathroom. I did not shower in the morning, just washing my face. Finished from the bathroom, he laid his body on the bed.

His mind drifted, recalling all the sweet memories he had with Daffa. He sighed tired.

"I hope everything will be okay. May you believe in me. I love you so much!" said Dista with teary eyes looking at their photos during their honeymoon.

At the Daffa apartment.

The handsome man looked tangled like an unsealed shirt. His eyes were puffy, indicating there was a cry earlier. He sat on the floor, leaning his body on the bed.

Daffa is so fucked up. His heart did not want to believe what he saw this morning. But his common sense trusted the evidence that was plastered before him.

Even before this happened, Fany often sent photos of Dista with Ramon. They look familiar. And Ramon's gaze was full of love.

Daffa was very frustrated.

Tok.dok..

The sound of knocking on the door he ignored. Until the middle-aged woman appeared before him.

"Darling .." call the woman who is none other than Ratih.

Daffa. I wanted to hide my sadness from my mother. But he really couldn't. Tears flowed from both corners of her eyes. Daffa hugged Ratih.

"Mah...!" only that could come out of his mouth.

"Mam already knows the problems that are afflicting your household. Mama is concerned." Ratih rubbed the back of his eldest son.

"I'm disappointed ma, why would Dista sell this to me ma?!"

"You calm down, baby. Maybe it's just a misunderstanding." Daffa listened to his mother's words.

"You mean my eyes have a problem?" said Daffa in a high tone.

"I saw them with my own eyes! How is this just a misunderstanding."

"I've been out of town for not a day, but she ended up in a hotel with another man." added Daffa with emotion.

Re hugged his son. Trying to give peace.

"Are you patient?" ratih. "Have you eaten?"

Daffa just shook his head. There is no spirit to just clean up, let alone to eat.

Ratih sighed. "Are you not in the shower?" Ratih glanced sharply at his son.

Daffa just shook his head.

Though the day was getting late, but Daffa was still struggling with his willingness. Without thinking about anything else.

"Well, you're like a kingpin in the market!?" tejek Ratih's.

Daffa did not understand why his mother insulted him who was clearly sad.

Seriate....