Love Is Hurt (Wedding Polygamy)
Mama is fine
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I was silent to Divta's words. It's true that I'm used to living with Mas Galvin. I used to spend days with him. If you have to separate, isn't it painful? A farewell that I never imagined would happen.
"Have removed your tears" Divta told me. "Don't cry for that guy again. You deserve to be happy without him,"
If it's as easy as saying, maybe I'll ask Mas Galvin for a divorce soon. But in fact I can't stand to face this chest-crushing farewell.
"I love Mas Galvin, Ta. I can't part with him" I said.
"I know," he said quickly. "But you can't torture yourself with feelings you shouldn't think of,"
Long enough Divta and I told each other, while staring at the fountain that came out of the pointed bamboo. Now, I understand how Divta feels. The pain of being betrayed breaks the soul. I understand why he chose to separate from his wife. Maybe I'll choose that too. But how are my kids? Will they understand the separation of their parents? They are too small to understand the meaning of separation.
"I'll go home first. I'm going to pick up the kids" I wiped my tears while standing.
"Where's your phone?" her pinta turned her hands towards me.
"For what?" my forehead shriveled in wonder.
In the school days, Divta and I were pretty close. In addition to the members of OSIS we also often do group tasks together at Divta's house. Maybe this is what makes Mas Galvin did not like Divta since long ago.
"Here, hurry," pressed her while standing up.
I took the phone in my little bag and I gave it to Divta. He picked up the phone and fiddled with it quickly.
"This is my cell phone number. Call me if you need a friend" he said, returning the phone.
I confused myself with Divta's words. This guy never paid attention to me even though we were close. Why do you seem to care so much now?
"Yes" I put the phone back in my bag.
"Should I take you?" bargained for. "Can you bring your own car?" continued.
"I can do Ta. I'll pick up the kids, anyway" I replied. "Yes I've been first," without waiting for Divta's answer I immediately got into the car.
I don't know why Divta's gaze this time is really different from the previous one. It was like he was pulling me into a dreamy look that I never believed in. Because I know how much Divta loves Chelsea, so it's impossible to look at that as a liking or admiration for me.
I started the car engine and left the park. In the car my mind floated back. I can imagine what it's like to have a house with my husband's second wife.
All day, I was looking for answers why would Mas Galvin be polygamous behind me? Again, my in-laws know the hidden marriage between Mas Galvin and Lucia, I can't figure out why they conspired to corner me?
My tears can no longer be blocked. Crying does not solve the problem. But crying can give relief in the chest. It was hard for this heart to know that a man so loved could have betrayed and included a third person in our household relationships.
I got to school for my two kids. I immediately wiped my tears. Don't let my children know, if Mama is now being broken after knowing the bitter circumstances in her household.
"Mama," call Nara.
"Hi son," I said with a smile.
Nara walked quickly while holding Naro's hand. These two kids have different natures. If Nara is cheerful. So it is different from Naro who is irritable to talk. Both have their own uniqueness. Nara has a high academic ability, while Naro mastered several areas of IT. I don't know where Naro learned such a great thing. I never taught him.
"How's school going, son?" my question while squatting equates my height with my two children who are different this age.
"Currently, Ma," Nara replied quickly.
"Mama, why?" keep up Naro
Nara and I turned to Naro. Just this time I heard Naro ask, I why? Usually, my son this one is the most irritable to talk and rarely ask even though I might cry in front of him.
"Mama's okay, honey," I answered rubbing Naro's handsome face.
"Mama is crying" Naro's hand is stretched out to touch my cheek. "Naro knows," he continued.
"The truth is Mama's crying?" keep Nara.
I shook my head immediately, "Mama's okay, honey," I replied as I stood up. Don't let my son see my fragile point as a parent. "Yes, let's go home, son. You must be hungry" ask me to hold my two children's hands and get in the car.
The three of us got into the car. Nara sat in front. While Naro sat in the back while folding his hands in the chest. Sometimes I like to look at my youngest son. Its cold nature is like an attraction in itself. He just stepped 7 years old. Still very young and kids.
"Nara, Narrows. We'll eat at the restourant, son. Mom is cooking. It's okay, isn't it?" say me. Not lazy what, I really can't cook in such a messed up state of heart.
"Yes Ma" answered the two compactly.
Rarely do I take the kids out to eat, unless it's a weekend with Mas Galvin and a vacation to rest a drained mind for a week. I am just a housewife. I have no income but I am an expert in financial management. Moreover, the salary of Mas Galvin as a manager is good for the needs of our family life. Even more than enough.
"Come,"
I don't want to dissolve in sadness. I'd better please the kids by bringing them a fancy meal. My life now, just for my kids. While Mas Galvin is a person who might soon be lost from my life. It's okay for now that I'm hurt. One day I will be happy when Mas Galvin gets his karma.
"Mama, it's Papa," Nara pulled my hand when she accidentally saw Mas Galvin and Lucia and their extended family eating together
I stared at my place, my heart as if slashed by a sharp knife. Lord, this pain has been betrayed. In fact, it seems my husband's extended family is there talking and joking. They had planned the wedding of Mas Galvin and Lucia. Only my father-in-law wasn't there. My father-in-law is not like his wife and children. I was close enough to my father-in-law because he always defended me when my mother cornered me.
Seriate....