MY HUSBAND CHEATED ON MY BEST FRIEND
CHAPTER 8

"What if Alma doesn't forgive me, and really wants a divorce??? There's no way I'm going home to my parents".

Anton's mind began to frown, he was confused by his fate after Alma really wanted to separate with him. While his parents also have nothing because the business is bankrupt, only live the house occupied by his father and mother and sister who will get married as well.

Especially lately, Anton never told his parents. They will be surprised at what has happened in their home.

Ting....

There was a short message coming in to disperse Anton's daydream lying on an infusion that stuck in his left hand.

It turned out that message was from the woman who was soon to be his ex-wife. Anton smiled looking at his phone screen expectantly.

'Finally Alma cares about me. Of course he can't be away from me, you are indeed a good wife dear, hahahaa....'

In his heart Anton felt proud of himself, felt sincerely loved by Alma, like being on the wind. The treatment of a wife who patiently faces her attitude makes her unconscious, that her actions have exceeded the limit.

But what is read on the phone screen is not as expected. The eyes of the man who was still rolling in pain were wide open, his chest shaking like a lightning sting in broad daylight.

'Today I'll take care of our divorce, hope you'll get well soon'

A deadly sentence was uttered by Alma without further ado.

You've finished your history of jerks

Sorry othor so join the barricade

Anton's right-hand grip is automatically stretched out, his phone falls on his lap, just detached from the increasingly helpless man. There is no more arrogance during the marriage with Alma extinct mess.

He himself tried to play with fire, finally he was also burned out. Anton who was dizzy because of an accident, now more and more queer.

'What should I do to restore Alma's trust, why is this so???'

***

After a long day of work, Alma is rushing to a place she never imagined. The office of the religious court, to file for divorce with her husband Anton, on the grounds of infidelity.

Accompanied by an iron horse that always faithfully accompanies wherever the owner goes, Alma down the road to the place to solve his problems immediately.

When he arrives at the religious court office, determined for the good of all, especially for his beloved son Tiara, he will also apply for custody of him.

The only princess should always be with him, can not imagine how the fate of his son later if he joined his papa. Alma can't live quietly until it will happen, still at home, Anton doesn't care about his son, especially later without Alma by his side. His son may be abandoned and left to seek his own pleasure.

"I want to file for divorce, all the conditions are complete in the map", with a firm tone Alma handing over the file he brought to the clerk of the religious court office.

"Please ma'am, there will be further action that you have to do, wait a few days yes ma'am... Our officers will call you on the phone number you've written"

"Thank you sir, excuse me" Alma was relieved and immediately turned back and stepped towards the exit by walking upright, a sign of what she was doing was no longer in doubt.

***

Anton and Heni have been released from the hospital. The injuries have improved and only need minor treatment at home.

Anton is confused about going home, returning to Alma's house or to his parents' house. Before he stepped out of the hospital, he thought hard, how the next step he should choose.

'Hm... I went home to Alma alone, besides me and Alma are still husband and wife, muttered Anton who carries a bag of dirty clothes, when he was hospitalized.

On arrival in the courtyard of Alma's house, the man who was walking a bit limp broke into the front fence. The wound on Anton's left leg had not healed properly, so he had to tread carefully.

Geck... Geck... Geck...

With a bit of hesitation, Anton ventured to knock on the door of Alma's green-painted house.

"Who is it.???" asked Tiara who happened to be sitting in the living room while doing assignments from her school.

No answer to the question posed just now. Anton did not dare to make a sound, silence became the right choice so that the door could be opened by the owner.

'Who the hell... Gini nights are visited???', the grumpy beautiful girl who grew up, while standing and stepping towards the door that was knocked.

Chequelek

"Please ma..", Tiara did not continue his sentence, he was shocked not dumbstruck, it turns out the guest behind the door is his own father, Anton.

"North... May papa enter son", the shameless man looked at Tiara with tender affection and hoped to be allowed into the house.

Standing by, that was Tiara's attitude when she knew her papa was begging to enter the house. This girl also felt devastated over her papa's affair with her mother's best friend Heni.

Tiara did not answer her papa's plea, she turned her face and turned to look for her mother.

"Ma... Mama, papa is in front of maa.", Tiara meets Alma who is washing dishes in the kitchen.

"Who??? Papa??? Still dare your father come home here???", alma was shocked by the sentence her son delivered. Until the dish he washed off the handle, fortunately not until it broke.

"Yes maa... Just get Papa out of here, I'm sick of seeing her face", because of the heightened emotions, Tiara gets hot when she meets her papa.

"What the hell do you want, let mama settle down, you don't come forward" Alma stepped into the living room and forbade Tiara from following her. Because he does not want the commotion that will happen, will be witnessed by his daughter. Alma did not want to damage Tiara's mentality, because he was also in that position. Almost every day watching his mother's father fight resulting in divorce.

Arriving in front of the door that was already open, the figure of the man he hated the most at this time. The man rested his body at the end of the door, tired and his left leg came in wrapped in a bandage.

"Alma I'm home, I've been".", Anton greets Alma with a friendly smile and wants to show his affection to his very wife. But not finished his sentence, Alma had already kicked him out.

"Go from my house, I don't want to see your face" Alma's voice boomed into Anton's ears, now the man was gone and lowered his head.

"I'm sorry, I don't want to repeat it, I will do anything to atone for my sin against you Alma", Anton lowered his head lower, he prostrated himself at Alma's feet, pleading with contrived tears.

"Stop your charade, I'm getting sick of it!!! Just go home to Heni's house, the door's wide open for you. Get out of here!!!".

Alma's shout was heard clearly throughout the room, until Tiara gasped and never thought her mother could be that firm.  White girl, shoulder-haired, crying along with feeling the pain of her mother. He tried to peek on the sidelines of the dividing curtain of the living room and living room. His feelings were mixed, seeing his parents fighting in front of his eyes.