Love Is Hurt (Wedding Polygamy)
My husband is with another woman
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We ordered food according to each of our preferences. Divta still likes sweet foods mixed with some fruit scents.
"Oh yeah Ra, what does your husband do?" he asked while waiting for the food we ordered.
"Working at Ta's company, staff manager," I replied half lazily. When I talk about my husband, I'll remember the baby picture on his phone. I can't wait for my husband to come home.
"Mantau," praised Divta as she gave her thumbs up.
"It's normal" I replied.
I still can't believe that someone like Divta has widower status. The perfect man with a million charms. There is no one less than him. But why would his wife still dare to betray? What actually looks perfect turns out to only cover his own guise.
"Let's eat,"
The three of us ate while occasionally interspersed with warm chatter. There are a lot of stories that we want to repeat in the old school days. A story we haven't talked about in a long time.
"Seriously, at that time I didn't want to take it, so I missed it" explained Divta, laughing softly considering the past events. Where we are currently undergoing training for isis.
"Or was it intentionally?" my tease.
Henny joined us and got into our conversation. Henny is the kind of person who gets along easily with new people. Unlike me who is a little cold and cranky. I don't have many friends. Just a twist from school friends and family. Moreover, I am not like other women who have gathered and gossiped about things that are not important. Sometimes after the busyness of the house, I doodled paper to draw the design of the clothes in my head.
In the past, I wanted to be a famous designer. However, dear my youth had to run aground when I took the wrong path. After graduating from school, I became pregnant out of wedlock. As a result of free association that can not control myself, I finally hummed the seeds of my husband, Mas Galvin. I still remember once, how disappointed my father's face was when he found out I was pregnant. Dad has prepared a future for me. Studied at a top university and majored as I wanted.
Our family is not rich but the father is a hard worker who prioritizes education. Both of my brothers successfully explored college degrees with the sweat of my father. I am the only one who has failed because of my own stupidity. Namu, I'm grateful that the guy who got pregnant is the guy who loves me. We married out of love and the seed that grew in my womb.
"That's the story?" divta said after hearing my story.
I nodded, "I didn't end up going to college and focused on being a housewife" I explained.
"No. What being a housewife is a job that starts," he said. "Ra, like her I can't take long. The kids are waiting at home." He stood up from his seat.
"Yes, thank you." Henny and I stood up as well.
"When there's time we hang out again" he continued.
"May," I replied smiling.
"Sister Henny, I go first" she told Henny as well.
"Yes, Captain" replied Henny a little disinclined.
"Ra, first," he waved his hand as he went further.
"Geez, he's really cool" Henny exclaimed. "If I were single, I would have cheated on him" Henny said with a face she made so cute.
I rolled his eyes lazy. Mas Reza's patience like his is really in the test of having a wife like Henny.
"Ehhh Ra, wait," Henny held my hand.
"Why Hen?" my forehead wrinkled in wonder.
"Ra," Henny shut her mouth looking behind me.
"Is there a Hen?" I asked confused to see Henny.
I looked into Henny's eyes.
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My heart was pounding strongly as I saw who was holding hands and embracing each other behind me. That man, my husband with another woman.
"Ra, isn't that Mas Galvin?" henny Whisper.
I turned my face away from the direction. For a moment my breath went up and down holding back the emotions that were stirring. No, I need to calm down. However, not with my tightly clenched hand clasped the paper rope bag in my hand.
"Let's Hen, let's go home" I'll take Henny's hand.
I held the clear melt that was about to escape in my eye. Hot, my cheeks are hot. My eyes began to blur and tear up. Who's the lady? Why so much with Galvin? Why do they join hands and embrace each other like a couple in general?
I got in the car and calmed my feelings. I'll find out what Mas Galvin and the woman are. I know who that woman is, she's a colleague of Mas Galvin who often comes to the house to deliver the report file.
"Ra, are you okay?" asked Henny rubbing my shoulder.
If I could be honest, I wouldn't be okay. Which wife will be strong to see her husband holding another woman's hand? Which wife does not suspect when she sees a photo of a baby on her phone? I've tried to shake off all the impossible feelings about Mas Galvin, but today all those suspicions lead to feelings I didn't want to think about.
"I'm fine Hen," I replied.
When there is trouble and tears are about to drip, I can always deny that I am okay. No, I'm not okay. I just don't want Henny to know about my household.
"Ra, who was the same Galvin? How are they so friendly Ra?" ask Henny astonished. Henny's curious soul is very cold. He will continue to undermine if his curiosity he has not found.
"Workers maybe," I replied of origin.
"Yes, co-workers have to make out" said Henny inexhaustible.
I'm not responding anymore. My feelings began to cringe and fidget erratically. Is it possible that Galvin is two? But I don't think I believe it. Mas Galvin is a man who really loves me, he can't possibly betray our loyalty. I've known him for a dozen years. He's a loyal man.
But what was Mas Galvin's relationship with the woman?
"You'll have to ask me later with Galvin, Ra. Be careful today is the rise of actors who like to damage other people's households," explained Henny. "You know, don't you? Mas Reza also used to be that, he married secretly behind Dusk ehh end-to-end was discovered and he was removed from the union and yes finally I was his last mate," henny said then she laughed at herself.
Henny is the third wife of Mas Reza. During his marriage to Henny, Mas Reza seems to change. Yes I also know the story about the cracking of Mas Reza and Dusk household relations, because Dusk was my younger sister-level first. One of the quiet students whose existence is sometimes like a psychic, but able to occupy the general champion. May my fate not be like Dusk, I only hope so.
"But you love, right?" I responded and took my unsettled mind off.
"Hehe yes I love. If not love is definitely divorced," replied Henny and laughed loudly.
Seriate....