MY HUSBAND CHEATED ON MY BEST FRIEND
CHAPTER 2. APOLOGY

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.

"Alma, can we talk", Anton's voice broke the silence in the living room, where I accompanied my only daughter Tiara who was studying while talking to me.

I just kept silent, my lips felt dumb to hear the voice of Anton mas who had betrayed me. The voice of someone who had officially become my husband 16 years ago, I gave my life to him, because I believed Anton was the best man among men who had ever approached me at that time.

When Tiara was done with her task, she left us both in the living room. It seems that my son understands that his parents are having problems, Tiara's sensitivity as a child can indeed be honed since childhood. Especially now that Tiara has grown up in adolescence, surely she is more able to read the gestures of her papa mama when we both do not greet each other.

Anton stepped up and stood up to me, "we're talking in Alma's room, let's not hear Tiara". With confidence, Anton invited me to move into the room, as if he had never done anything wrong.

"Nothing to talk about anymore, everything is clear", my tepis refused Anton's invitation without even looking at him. I don't vent my anger, but I prefer to be quiet and not talk much. Because to me angry does not solve the problem, with silence I should understand Anton mas, if I am fed up with his behavior.

"Alma.we must speak, because..", not yet finished Anton continued his sentence, I immediately stood up from my seat.

"Not to be explained, it's all done", I strictly left Anton's car regardless of its existence. I stepped into my bedroom, just three steps away, and Anang's hand held me back. I clasped his hands without looking at his face, I took a deep breath as I continued to step towards my room.

"elvin... Al... Alma", the cry of Anton kept trying to call me, so I turned to him. But his actions did not bring results, I continued to enter the room and closed it tightly by locking my room.

From that moment I held my tears in front of my husband and son, now the pain that I felt could not be contained anymore, when I was alone in a room like this.

I put down my tired body, tired body also tired soul. These tears were so swift out I could not control, I was as unwilling to express disappointment, plastered in my memory, this morning my husband and my best friend had made out on the bed that I now occupy.

I can't do anything, I can only cry, cry and cry. "Lord, strengthen this servant of yours, guide me, to decide what is best for all. I cannot forgive my husband and my best friend who betrayed me so cruelly.

Especially Heni who I have helped a lot when he needed a loan of money and a job. I always try to help him sincerely, because he lives in this city without any relatives.

These two months, I believe Heni to be an admin at my olshop that I manage at home, with more stock, more and more, until I'm overwhelmed if I stay with my main job as a principal.

Since then, Heni has been home every day from eight in the morning to four in the afternoon. Just Sunday, Heni did not come home because I gave him a day off, so he could rest.

Heni is my age, he was my best friend when we were in High School, and he happened to be home not far from my house. But after she divorced her husband a year ago, Heni often stopped by the house and asked for help in times of distress.

Day by day Heni became more and more familiar with my son and husband, as he interacted with them every day. While I was often busy with my duties as the principal until sometimes home until the afternoon.

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The door was knocked from the outside.

"Alma, please open the door!", Anton's voice begged the door open. But I didn't give a shred of thought, my heart was closed to the man who knew himself.

I covered my body, my mind glared when Anton was unemployed while I was working before we got married. Because of my love for Anton so I was blinded by my mother's circumstances and warnings.

My mother had smelled bad intentions when Anton married me. My mother always reminded me that I was only used by her, but I denied my mother's warnings under various pretexts, in order to maintain my love for Anton.

After marriage I just realized and felt that it was true, I was only used by Anton mas who had become my husband. After marriage, he was still unemployed, his job was just lazing around, eating, sleeping. After marriage, we lived at home with my mother, because I could not bear to leave my mother to live alone.

But there was never the slightest hesitation, when I went to teach, Anton did not wake up until noon. Until I pity to see me pontang-panting to make a living to meet the needs of the family, while Anton mas only live without effort.

However, I persevered and always defended my husband. Until a year later my first child Tiara was born and made the atmosphere of the house more colorful. My hope after having children, surely Anton mas there is an effort to find a job. It turned out that my guess was wrong, but his habits did not change.

Along with that, my mother was sick and needed treatment, so I had to be smart to find additional income. After returning home to teach, I received private lessons from some of my students to provide for the family. There was nothing more I expected for her help, hoping that my husband would just hurt me and add to the problem.

From the beginning I was the one who worked hard to support the family and maintain marriage, because I did not want to be a single parent like my mother.

The bitter experience of my teenage years traumatized you and more independent, so mandiri to be faced with a husband who can only eat for years. This fact does not make me despair, because Anton never KDRT and play women.

Just the last five years, Anton wants to work in the company at the insistence of my teenage son. Most likely, Anton was embarrassed by his daughter who always insinuated him every day.

From the income earned by Anton, never a dime was given to me and my daughter. And I also never asked how much he had earned so far, because for me Anton would just work, I was very happy.