MY HUSBAND CHEATED ON MY BEST FRIEND
CHAPTER 36. START TO LEAK

Alma and Yunan are on their way to Alma's house, both of whom want to see Alma's father.

"Darling, are you still in doubt? Try, calm your mind! Don't have negative thoughts, yes!" Yunan suggested while glancing at the agitated-looking Alma beside her.

"I'm trying hard, Mom. Please help me! If I can't control myself." Pinta Alma took a deep breath.

On arrival in front of Alma's house, Yunan stopped his car and did not get out immediately. He held Alma's hand still glued in the car.

"Darling, we've arrived. Are you ready to meet your father? Your father is now my father-in-law. He is also my father. Is that right, honey?" Yunan strengthens Alma.

"Let's get down, Mas! I'm ready." Alma smiled sweetly at her manly-looking husband, getting out of the car continued walking beside him.

Alma once again let out a long sigh to reduce the tension over what happened after this. Yunan's wife tried to think positively like her husband's advice.

There seemed to be an old man who was dirty, skinny, in tattered clothes. He was leaning against the front fence of Alma's house in the hot sun, very alarming.

"Darling... Is that your father? How appalling. I can't bear to see it." The speech of Yunan who stepped with Alma was getting closer to the old man.

Alma answered without a sound, she just nodded her head the question marks her husband was right. Alma's facial expression was flat, his face was sour and stiffened.

"Mas... I wish I could control myself." Alma held onto Yunan's hand tightly.

Yunan glanced with a smile at his beautiful wife, while Alma's hand was welcomed with a tighter and warmer grip.

"You can do it, dear" whispered Yunan.

Their distance is getting closer and suddenly the old man realizes the presence of Alma, his biological son.

"Al.. ma.." the voice of Alma's father trembled with his very dry lips in order to resist thirst.

For a moment Alma fell silent and looked at her father's face, then rolled her eyes towards her husband. Yunan reacted with her sweet smile and nodded her head to give support to Alma.

Alma's heart was pounding, he was still swaying with his own thoughts. His mother's face suddenly appeared before him. The face was often slapped by the man sitting lethargic in front of him. There was a great hatred for his biological father.

But. Alma's conscience is not hearty, staring at the face of a shabby, skinny, dirty who asked for Alma's help. Finally the fortress of hatred of this beautiful woman collapsed. He could not bear to look into the sad eyes of his biological father.

"A. yah.." Alma's voice shook. This white woman began to open her heart, she could not bear to see the condition of the old man in front of her, who was none other than her biological father.

Alma's father stared fixedly at the face of his only biological child. He stretched out his right hand that was decked out and looked black exposed to the heat of the sun. With a soft voice, "my son"

Alma received a helping hand from her father who had thrown her away, she shook her father's hand and began to show a slightly heavy smile.

"I. yeah, Dad. We're going to go in the house! Let it not get hot. I'll rest inside." Alma took off her hand, and she looked for the lock of the fence. Immediately the gate opened, and Yunan led Alma's father who looked weak and limped.

Arriving at the door, Alma again opened the lock and the door of the house began to open wide. Alma entered first, followed by his father and Yunan.

"Sit down, Dad. I'll get you a drink and some food in the car for a while" Yunan said.

"Ohuk... Thank you" replied Alma's father as he coughed because his throat was dry.

Now Alma's father is sitting on the sofa, while Alma is sitting in front of him. Both of them looked tense, especially Alma, she could only lower her head.

"Alma. I've done too much wrong to you, especially to your mother." Alma's father said with wet eyes to hold back his sadness and regret.

Heard an apology from his real father. Alma was silent for a moment, he was in the middle of a worry. His mind was still overshadowed by the dark past.

Suddenly Yunan came, bringing some food and drinks that had been prepared since leaving earlier.

"Dad must be hungry and thirsty. We enjoyed this meal first! Baby... Can you get me a plate and a glass?!" Said Yunan asking for help to his wife who had been silent since then said nothing.

"Yes, Mum." Alma answered, then immediately stood up and walked to the kitchen to pick up some plates, cups and spoons.

"Please, Dad." Yunan said with a friendly smile.

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"Are we not looking at Anton. He's been sick for a week. Mr. Ruben said, Anton's home, but he's still recovering." Bondan.

"Yes. We look at Anton after work, how? If delayed, it usually doesn't." Sahut Dahlia excitedly.

"Ciyeee... The other misses. Okay it's okay. After this we go to Anton's house. Do you know her home address?" Kamila said as she glanced at Dahlia.

"I already know Anton's address" replied Bondan.

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Arriving at Anton's house, Dahlia, Kamila and Bondan immediately enter Anton's front yard.

Dahlia was busy styling her hair that was a bit messy in the wind when traveling on a motorcycle. He doesn't want to look ugly in Anton's eyes.

"Assalamualaikum" Bondan said his greetings in front of Anton's open door.

Moments later, a greeting came from inside.

"Waalaikum greetings" answered Adel as he stepped towards the front door.

"Sorry, is this Mr Anton's house? We're his coworkers." Bondan opened the conversation.

"Oh. yeah, right. Please enter. Monggo sit down first! I call you Anton." Answer Adel politely.

The three of them rushed in and sat on the living room sofa. Suddenly Kamila tightened her butt to Dahlia, she whispered something.

"Lia... That was Anton's wife. Turns out your guy's having trouble getting married, how's Lia???" Kamila's temptation that made Dahlia's face flushed held back the emotion.

"Eitherway. But not necessarily either, right? Why would Anton have married. What's the deal with me??" Dahlia asked while whispering in Kamila's ear.

"Supid... So-sok an nih. I know you have the same heart, don't you, Anton???" Cibir Kamila continued to tease his girlfriend who was still single.

Their conversation came to a halt, as footsteps from inside the house sounded.

"Anton, how are you??? Say hello to Bondan while standing and shaking hands with Anton.

"Sorry, who are you?" anton asked with a confused face.

"Lho.... Ton???" Bondan, Dahlia and Kamila are shocked to see Anton's reaction to not knowing them.

"I'm sorry... Anton has not recovered his memory. Because of the violent impact on his head, resulting in amnesia." Clearly Adel while smiling kindly. He sat next to Anton, worried about unexpected things. Like just now, for example. Anton doesn't remember his coworkers.

"Oh. It's okay mbak. By the way what's Anton?" ask Kamila curious.

"I'm Mas Anton's brother. Sorry I stayed back for a minute!" Adel answered with a smile and then rushed to the kitchen to pick up some warm tea and a small plate to serve.

"No, Mil. Anton is single." Whisperer Dahlia. This shoulder-haired woman was relieved. Several times he glanced at Anton's face and styled his hair, to make it more neat.

A moment later, Adel came out with a tray of warm tea and snacks.

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