
This morning I was in a hurry to go to the school where I was teaching, my name is Alma, I am the principal at Kindergarten. JASMINE BUDS. Today is a very important day at this school, the time for accreditation assessment will begin at 08.00.
So hasty, some forget I did not bring it to school, but now it is 07.30. My mind has been in a fog, especially this time this school has received an accreditation assessment schedule since I served as the principal.
"Waduuuh.files that I worked at home yesterday forgot not to take it", I was nervous mixed with anxiety, because the time had exploded, worried not to rush. I was only 3 years old and was given the mandate to be the principal, before I was the teacher of the class that I had run ten years before.
Without a second thought, I immediately went home for a while to pick up the files that were left at home. As I remember I put it on the bed, after I took my briefcase and laptop.
My steps accelerated and somewhat ran towards the motorcycle parking lot, my white scoopy bike stater, as soon as possible drove to my house which was about 1 kilometer from the school.
Arriving in front of the house, the gate is tightly closed, but not locked, it is usually like that. I'm sure my husband Anton has left for work this morning, I see the front door is also difficult to close tightly. After my step in front of the door, I put the key to the house, because the door was locked. I'm sure there are no people at home anymore. My only-Satubya son has also been going to school since six this morning.
After the front door opened, my footsteps were rushing towards the main room that I used to live in with my husband Anton. There were only three more steps I had gotten there, but there was a sound in the room. My heart seemed to stop for a moment, there was the sound of two more people making out and sighing, like being intimate.
While my breath was wheezing with emotion and panic, I continued my steps toward the door of the room. The sound****** the two humans were getting clearer, my ears were hot to hear. Can't stand my suspicion, especially if I have to immediately retrieve the files left in the room. I immediately knocked on the door of the room hard, it was closed and locked from the inside.
The sound of*******the two people stopped instantly, I continued to knock on the door getting louder, my emotions getting higher. But the door of the room that I had locked so many times, no matter how many times it counted, was not opened. A few moments later we heard footsteps approaching the door.
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The door of the room opened, I looked into the eyes of the man who opened the door, and he looked at me with a sharp unblinking look. I swallowed my salivary, my chest felt tight, my head was dizzy, my eyes were staring with my own eyes, my husband Anton was alone in the room with my best friend Heni whom I had always considered my own brother.
I held back the emotions that had been in the crown, my eyes reddened I could no longer endure my pain, my disappointment, for the betrayal of two human beings whom I had believed all along. No words were spoken from my lips, I only saw Anton and Heni still in the room. Anton only wears a sarong and Heni only wears a knee-length negligee.
Heni looked at me for a moment then quickly lowered his gaze to the floor of the room. But he did not move from his original place, he was silent like a statue. Her face looked nervous, hiding the anxiety she generated from her actions with my husband just now.
For a moment I stared intently at the two traitorous creatures in my room, then I hurriedly searched for the file I had placed on the bed, now moved on the nightstand, it must have been Anton or Heni's hand that moved it.
In a state of panic, my steps should reach for the files piled up on the nightstand next to the bed occupied by Heni the traitor.
Immediately I turned around to immediately go to the exit, but before I reached the door of the room, my steps were blocked by the body of Anton who deliberately covered the road so that I did not go out of the room.
"Alma, I can explain everything, it's not what you see", it's a sentence that came out of my husband Anton's mouth, which I couldn't listen to very well, because I rushed out of my room to go back to school because accreditation was about to start.
Anton grabbed my hand and tried to explain to me, but I quickly threw out his hand without saying a word. My breath was wheezing, my steps were shaken, the world seemed to collapse instantly. Never imagined, I witnessed such an embarrassing incident this morning.
"Why did this happen to me, God? The people I have cherished sincerely all this time, have deliberately burned me to the point of ignoring the pain of my feelings for her treatment". My mind was swayed to remember the incident I had just experienced, like a dream in broad daylight.
Heni my best friend, ever since I entrusted my online store to him, he has become more familiar and frequent at home. But I can't stop thinking, because Heni hasn't been suspicious, he's always been nice to me, to my son, and good to my husband. Lost my trust in him all this time, especially in the loyalty of my husband Anton.
Without saying goodbye I immediately went out of the room, leaving the two accursed humans without a word. Tears poured down my cheeks, as I continued to step outside the house and immediately stopped my motorcycle violently.
How do I deal with accreditation after this? My mind's fucked up, no longer able to concentrate. But in any case, I must be strong and still smile at the examiner guests at my school later. I took a deep breath, rearranged hope, and did not forget I prayed, asked God for strength, so that I could pass the tough test today.
"Lord, strengthen your servant, only to You do I surrender", I close my eyes for a moment while praying solemnly. Throughout the journey I could only pray for help and strength to God.
Arriving at the school gate, I calmed my steps, trying to walk casually, even though this chest and head felt heavy.
Fortunately the group of accreditation assessment team has not arrived at the school. I breathed a bit of relief, at least I still had time to calm down and prepare everything that was needed better.
"Have you met the files, Miss Alma?", asked Miss Niken to greet me as I entered the teacher's office.
"Hopefully ma'am, thank God today's accreditation is going well", I smiled looking at the faces of the board of teachers who were waiting for me expectantly.
" Hopefully I can cover up the housekeeping problems in front of my friends, I don't want them to know, how broken my heart is right now", I'm monologuing, trying to do my usual activities, like always, covering up the pain and disappointment in the two people I trusted all this time.
Remembering my mother's message, "don't be too trusting with people, later you will be used naaak", said the mother's advice to me when I was a teenager, because I was almost cheated by my close friend at that time, but it can still be helped. But I forgot the important words of my late mother, only mother could love me sincerely, while father also disappointed me by betraying his loyalty to my mother.
My mom and dad divorced when I was 17. I'd rather have his affair than my mother's loyalty. "Why is it happening to me again?", my mind glazed over the broken teenage years of my parents' divorce.
"What am I supposed to do, after knowing my husband and best friend's affair in front of my own eyes? To whom should I complain? I don't have a brother, my mother is dead. To dad? There's no way I'm coming to him. My father has forgotten me since his divorce when I was 17. How is my father now, I don't know, because since then my father has left me and my mother with no news".
My daydreams are further and further into my painful teenage years, weeping I lament the fate of living alone in this world.
Thankfully, the accreditation assessment was completed this afternoon, all the assessment teams have been saying goodbye to leaving the school where I work. The board of teachers and students leave the school, go home to each other. Now the school building is in a state of desolation, without the laughter of children, without the jokes of fellow teachers in struggle at this school.
This silence brought a sad atmosphere and added to the dizziness in my head. Still warm in my memory, what happened this morning in my bedroom. Given all that, I was so lazy to go home, I was sick of seeing my husband Anton and Heni who were acting so well on me, like a sheep-furred weasel.
I do not want to quickly leave this place, I open the laptop on my desk, while opening the photo gallery that I keep there. I chose a row of photos of my wedding with Anton mas 15 years ago. I took a deep breath, as I stared at the photo of our wedding qabul. With tears streaming down my cheeks, I couldn't help but break my heart.
If you were still there, I would cry on her lap, but you'd be dead after a year of marriage. "Mother, now I can feel what you feel when you find out about your affair. This is the pain of my mother, I want to feel like I'm ending my marriage, I can't forgive what Anton did with Heni.
But what about the fate of my only son Tiara. He will be devastated and disappointed to see his parents divorce. Will the fate of my son Tiara also like me, become a broken home child due to parental divorce when I was a teenager.
I could only cry, lament the heartbreak and bewildered in taking a stand. I turned off my laptop, immediately stood up from my seat, immediately prepared to go home with shaky steps, I gave everything to God, no matter what happened all at His will.
I closed my eyes for a moment, continuing to step towards the house of my parents, which is now where I take shelter with my husband and children.
I must be strong, I must not be afraid to face this test of life, I must prove to myself that I can face this problem with Your strength God. Whatever happens, that's what's best for me.