
I wake up early and as usual I will clean up the house. My husband said, I'm not going anywhere and he doesn't need to find a housekeeper because I know I'm going to do homework. My husband doesn't know if I have some effort.
I was busied with kitchen utensils and pieces of vegetables in my hand. I cried all night crying over destiny that would lead me to destruction. At the beginning of my domestic life I had to feel the bitterness of betrayal and how it would be.
For a long time I struggled until the food I cooked was ready to serve.
"Morning, Ra."
I raised my head. My heart was pounding and it seemed like it wanted to stop beating when I saw Mas Bintang and Mbak Mona coming out of the same room. Did they sleep in Mas Bintang's room together last night? Anyone would think negatively when seeing two people of different sex in different rooms.
"Morning, Ma'am," I replied.
Ma'am Mona hugged my husband's burly arm. The stars smiled happily this morning. She was really happy, even as long as I knew her, I never saw her smile. However, upon Mona's arrival at this house, that happy face was clearly imprinted on my husband.
"Well, you're so diligent about waking up in the morning, Ra!" exclaim Mona while praising me.
Looks like Mona's mother is also a doctor because it looks from the white coat she wears. Maybe just finished his education.
"It's normal, Ma'am," I replied forcing a smile.
"Please sit down, honey." Mas Bintang pulled the chair so that Mona could sit down.
"Thank you, dear." Mona immediately sat down with a sweet smile.
"Mas, Mommy. You guys have breakfast. I want to clean up first" I said. I couldn't see my husband making out with another woman. Anyway I'm his wife.
"Yes, Ra. Thank you for breakfast" replied Mona.
I replied with a nod and walked into the room. I sat weakly on the lip of the bed. I tried to neutralize my emotions and my heart that was throbbing pain.
I guess the cheesy tears always fall at will.
"Nara's not strong, Pa." I put my hands on my chest while feeling the pain that sliced my heart.
Do I survive in a household like this guy? I honestly can't be in polygamy. Although Mas Bintang was not married second but saw her with others, my heart ached and broke tremendously.
Scroll over our wedding photos that I accidentally posted on my nightstand. If only our home life was like the smile in the photo, our life would be very happy.
"Mas." I took that photo. "I love you, Mas. Very." Very." I wiped that photo. "Can't you love me for just a minute, Mom?"
Not crying for long. I put the picture back down and cleaned myself into the bathroom. Today I will review some of the locations for the construction of my cafe branches in several cities. It seems that I do have to look for various activities so as not to always get caught up in feelings of sadness.
After fully dressed, I walked out of the room with my briefcase. My husband doesn't know that I'm richer than him. Never mind, I don't need to explain who I really am. Let her consider me a poor woman who has nothing. I will continue to explore the potential that exists in me, until one day when I have found my identity then I will prove it to him. That I wasn't the bully she thought and said.
"Where are you going, Ra?" mama Mona asked who was surprised to see me fully dressed like an office man.
"I'll deal with my friend, Ma'am. I'm leaving first yes," I said.
I greet the two people who are having breakfast together in turn. Mama taught us to be polite to older people, especially my husband.
"Yes, you've been careful, Ra" Mona said. While Mas Bintang was silent and did not care about anything, on what I did.
I walked quickly and got into the car. Because my heart is not entirely strong to see the scene that really hurts.
"Remember, Ra. Can't be shy. Mama and Mama Dusk can be disappointed if you see you are sad," I said encouraging myself.
I drove my car at medium speed. On the way I did not really concentrate on driving because what was in my heart was only about Mas Bintang. My husband had the heart to heal the wound in my chest just because of his lover. Actually Mas Bintang refused to make a match between me and him. But since this is the mandate of the Mother of the Twilight and Father of the Sky, my husband cannot refuse. In the end, I was the victim of that lack of acceptance.
I parked my car in the parking lot and got off. For a moment the corner of my lips was interested when I saw the morning of my cafe was crowded with visitors. Surely the employees who work not far from the cafe area do not have time to drink coffee at home.
In my cafe not only provides typical Kalimantan coffee but also there are some foods that can be enjoyed every time you visit this cafe.
I walked inside with a shabby face and did not have much life. If people get married then it will be happy but not with me, only a few days married I have eaten liver.
"Morning, Ma'am," said Lidya, who was smiling kindly.
"For Lid," I said.
Lidya is a reliable manager. He is adept at work and quick to respond and discipline time. Do not like neko-neko who must always get profit every month.
"Inside there are Mr. Tata and Mr. Shaka who are waiting, Mom," Lidya reported.
My forehead shriveled, what do my two sisters want? Tata and Shaka don't usually come together. My brothers are like cats and dogs who argue every day.
"Do you want what they are?" many wonder.
"No idea, Mom. They've been looking for Mom, "lidya was polite.
"Yes, Lid. Thank you," I said.
I walked into the room. There is indeed Tata and Shaka who have sat while enjoying a snack made by the baristas here.
"Hi, brother," said the two of them.
Both of my sisters are spoiled for me. As a good brother of course I am happy but I also do not want to spoil them with luxury.
"What are you guys doing here?" I put on a ketus face. I try to pretend I'm okay so they don't suspect that I'm not okay right now.
"Sister." Tata stand.
Me and Tata have no blood relation. We're half-brothers who happen to be united because of our parents.
"What's up, Ta?" my many.
"Who was the woman who was with Mas Bintang yesterday, Brother?"
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