My husband no longer touched me
The beginning of my affair

Waking up in the morning felt like my whole body was hurting.

I didn't find a violent man in my room, where he was.

Beni is awake, Tumben?

Eh, wait! I heard a woman's voice in the kitchen.

"You want to marry that ugly woman, Ben," said Monik-iparku.

Early in the morning have you been visiting, just insulting me?

"It's ugly, it's fat, it's not cooking pinter!"

Monik continues to insult me. This heart hurts. I better leave it to go take a shower.

******

Finished the bath I thought Monik was gone, apparently still here.

I went to the kitchen and approached those who were talking.

"Kok, just woke you up?" tanyanya cynic.

"Again unwell, brother," I gave an excuse.

I'm getting ready to make breakfast.

"Reason! You are not the queen. Having a husband must be smart to take care of it, understand you!"

"Sister go home first, Ben. Not feel at home here."

Brother Monik passed by leaving us in the kitchen. A few moments hoses ....

"I want to go first" said Mas Beni.

"Aren't you waiting for breakfast, Mom?"

"Both together!" snapped it.

Astaghfirullah, O Allah...

****

Love claps one hand on me who love, he is not. The words and the insults I received.

In fact, I want to feel the gentle caress of affection from my own husband.

Said the cravings were delicious, noticed the husband. Buy this and that. In fact, the money is for gambling and drinking.

Go home late at night even until morning.

Dor's! Dor's! Dor's!

"Open the door, you splinter!" Mas Beni's loud voice. To deafen in the middle of the night.

I ran straight to open the door.

Chequek!

"Oh my God, my. Why get drunk every day?!"

"It's none of your business! I'm sick of seeing you. Move over!"

Bruk!

Beni fell over his tripped feet.

Hook ... Hook ...

All over his stomach he spewed on the floor.

Athaghfirullah, Mas Beni. When did you repent?

The more days Mas Beni there is no change. He never gave his life until it was heard in Farhan's ear. Kak Farhan gave me the capital to open a small food stall business.

Mas Beni will work when the money in his hands runs out. He drove vegetables to another district. Days of not coming home. It could even take months.

Nine months later ....

Mas Beni started to give me a living even a little, even for the needs of Faisal. I fell in love with him for a long time.

When Faisal was 2.5 years old, I gave birth to a second child. Thank God she's a girl I gave her the name Cahya.

However, Beni changed his attitude again. Rarely go home for weeks. I feel lonely thirsty caress and affection from a husband. I need a man next to me.

Until I fell in love with a customer in my shop. I feel comfortable with him.

"I love you, Brother."

"Same, Mas. Me too" I said shyly.

"But this relationship won't last long. I have a husband, and Mas has a wife. We both have families,"

"That's okay, brother. Really love you don't ever leave me, yeah."

Mas Ferdi he always put a stop at my food stall. Bringing souvenirs for Cahya. Sometimes Cahya was carried and slept in Ferdi's lap.

My affair with Mas Ferdi goes a long way. And my husband he doesn't know that I'm doing shit.

****

Mas Beni went home as a husband who rarely at home, he asked for his rights fulfilled. But I always rejected him on the grounds that the moon was coming.

"Sir, has her period finished?" tanya Mas Beni interrupted his breakfast.

"S-already Mas. It was dawn."

I can't bear to lie to him. When Mas Beni and I have intercourse, it always shows the face of Ferdi my lover.

I love him so much, really! His attitude was compared to Mas Beni. He is loving and gentle. I miss his presence every day.

Mas Beni departs outside the area to deliver orders owned by customers. My chance to meet Mas Ferdi.

Ah, it looks handsome when viewed from afar.

"Hello, Honey ... Long wait, huh?" greet Ferdi. He sat on the bench I prepared.

"Yes, I know!" sulokku.

"It's usually a lot of cargo so you don't have time to stop by" said my lover.

I made a cup of coffee as usual.

"Mas, I'm afraid that our relationship will be found out with our partner. Let's just end it, Mas,"

"What are you talking about, brother?"

A little surprised this man in front of me.

"I'm afraid my feelings are just as deep. What we're doing is wrong, Mom!" I tried to remind him.

"Come, Dik. You promised you wouldn't leave me." He held my hand tightly.

My tears wet my cheeks. I've never felt this much pain.

"We're just friends, Mas. Just between the buyer and the seller. We end up here. Please understand ...,"

"Silver. You are the only woman who shakes my heart. Please don't break up!"

Ferdi tried to hold me. But, I refused it.

"Please get out of here, Mum!"

I closed the stall with a heart so sick. I love him so much!

"Dik, please. We've been in this relationship for a long time,"

He stood up as if reluctant to move. Ah, I don't want to go.

The stall I closed and left my lover.

"Belk!" call him still I hear.

Until home I cried bitterly. God I love the wrong people. But why is he the one who is able to shake the recesses of my heart?