Love Is Hurt (Wedding Polygamy)
Season 3's. Who is that woman, brother?
"Yesterday Shaka also saw it and reported it to Brother" continued Shaka.
"Who is that woman, brother? They look very friendly," said Tata.
I fell silent and stayed in my place. What should I answer? There's no way I'm going to tell Tata and Shaka about my domestic problems. They are young and do not understand anything about adult problems.
Tata is still in college. Shaka is still in high school. Their age is five years different. Shaka is 15 years old. Tata is 20 and I am 25.
"Sister, let's answer. Don't be quiet," urged Tata to shake my hand.
"Actually from the beginning, Shaka did not agree with Sister to marry Mas Bintang," said Shaka put on his pouting face. This Shaka is indeed the closest and cares for me.
"Maybe it's his friend" I replied of origin. There was no way I would have answered, if that woman was the lover of my husband.
"Friends?" Tata's forehead shriveled. "Ck, Tata doesn't believe, Brother. Where's that semesra friend?" tata said as if dissatisfied with my answer.
"Here you are, you have been gossiping early in the morning." I switched the conversation.
I sit in my big chair. After this I have to prepare some materials for my new cafe branch construction cooperation.
"Sister," tata's whine.
"There's more, Ta. Ask jajan?" I shook my head while smiling and looking at my sister who was yanking.
"Not that, Tata still wonders who that woman is, sister?" ask Tata again. This system does have a greater soul of desire to know. He would not stop asking questions before they were answered.
"not nobody. Maybe he's a close friend or cousin of Mas Bintang" I replied.
Tata looks slow. My sister this one is very chatty and cute. I never had to be his loyal listener when he was approached by the many men on his campus.
"You've already left there" I'm kicked out.
"Yes," Tata relented.
"Sister, Shaka left first," said Shaka to my hand.
"Tata too, sister," continued Tata do the same.
"Yes, you guys are careful. There's some pocket money, right?"
"There, brother," they answered compactly.
I smiled looking at the backs of my two sisters who came out and disappeared behind the door. I am grateful to have such caring sisters. Not to mention Naro, he's the younger brother who's always there in times of need. It's just that he is currently focusing on being a young CEO replacing the retired Daddy.
Daddy loves me and Naro as much as he loves Tata and Shaka. Although he is not our real father, he never differentiates us. Even his company was held entirely by my brother, Naro. Likewise with Mama who loves Tata very much, even my baby sister is more spoiled for Mama than Daddy.
"You can't know what you're feeling, Dek. You are too young to understand the pain of betrayal" I murmured.
I promise to be the best brother for my three sisters. As the firstborn, I must protect them on a better path. Although I know that Naro is more mature than me. But he was the real figure that needed the figure of an older brother to understand his cold, untouchable self.
Tok..... tok!!!
"Lake in."
Lidya came into my room carrying some files in her arms.
"This is the data I asked for. At 10 Mom there is a review of the location with Mr. Rimba," explained Lidya.
"Oh yes thank you, Lid." I took those files. Busying myself with a lot of work is how I shift the pain over the wounds that Mas Bintang touts.
"Mom" call Lidya
"Yes, Lid. What was? Is there anything you want to say?" my many.
"Mom, yesterday I accidentally saw a Star Doctor with a woman in the hospital" explained Lidya.
Lidya is the third person to say he has seen Mas Bintang with Mona. For a long time what Mas Bintang covers will definitely be revealed by itself if he is not careful in his relationship and Mona Mbak.
"Oh." I was just excited and lazy to explain the truth.
"Don't you know yet? How do you look so relaxed?" ask Lidya curious.
"It was just his friend, Lid. Her name is Mona Ma'am, she's a doctor as well and works at Mas Bintang hospital" I explained. As bad as my husband is, I don't intend to tell anyone his disgrace.
"It's time, Mom. How very friendly? Mother is not suspicious. Be careful, Mom. The time of an actor wandering around. It could be that the widow would later enter the mother's household and damage it," said Lidya.
If Lidya had known that the woman had indeed damaged our household.
"Oh, you are this. Don't think anything no-no" I said. Even though Lidya's words are true.
"Yes, Mom. But you have to be careful. You see, my household was damaged because of the actors too, Mom. I don't want Mom to feel like me. Living a widow is bad, Mom. Not to mention the gossip of the neighbors who accused of flirting with people's husbands," Lidya warned me.
"Yes. Yes, I understand. You've been out there," throw me out.
"Yes already, Mom. Excuse me first. It'll be 10 o'clock soon, ma'am. I'm ready, yes" said Lidya and did not forget to warn me about the meeting today.
I replied with a nod. Then it went silent for a moment while taking a deep breath as possible and I exhaled slowly.
Not thinking about painful things. I focused on the files and projects in cooperation with Putra Group, a company engaged in hospitality and tourism. I was also a little confused, as I suddenly got an email that the company was asking me to work with.
The value of the investment they have planted is not small and I wonder how rich the owners of Putra Group's company are. So dare to offer expensive prices just to build a small cafe branch.
I closed the file in my hand after understanding the terms of the cooperation. But for a moment I was silent. I thought back to Lidya, Tata and Shaka. Was the time outside Mas Bintang and Mbak Mona really the same as I saw when I was at home?
I got up from my seat while carrying the file in my hand. Actually I need an assistant to help finish some of this heaping work. Just change, I ask Lidya to find it.
"Are you leaving, Mom?" ask Lidya who happened to cross paths with me.
"Yes, Lid," I replied.
"Oh yes, Mom. My lunch hour permit for a moment. Take Arsya to the hospital. She's not well, Mom. My mom just called me," explained Lidya with her shoulder face.
"Now, Lid. Take care of your son. Cafe problem later I ask Dhika who handle everything," said I. Despite not having children, I understand Lidya's worry.
"Good, Mom. Thank you," said Lidya bowed respectfully.
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