
Tare
Huh so upset me!
Why the hell did Agas have to reject my invitation?
Don't know him, I took him in at the expense of my pride. Throw it as far away as possible just so I have friends to chat with.
What the hell did I get?
The rejection!
I kicked the glass mineral water wrapper lying on the road tight. I don't care if the trash is a mess that matters all my frustration is gone!
What's wrong with breakfast with ex? What kind of heartache is that? Can't move on yet?
Yes, obviously I'm better than his wife who was that village! I am more everything! More beautiful and educated. It's hard to move on!
Verily....
I also have a hard time moving on.
I sat limp on the sidewalk.
My heart is tired of all this.
Yesterday I was told to come to my father-in-law's house, Mama Damar. It turned out that there my in-laws were holding an event with his social gang.
I came to help Mom. Even though the food has been ordered, it still needs to be tidied up and arranged to look attractive.
One by one his friends started coming. Clothes made of silk, jewelry that adorned the hands and neck and bags that were expensive seemed to be characteristic to be their socialite gang.
Early marriage I was introduced by Mama as her son-in-law. Praise began to be paid. Said pretty. My face asked where the treatment to glow like this? Ah I'm happy for the compliment.
But since anyone has asked how long have they been married? Is she pregnant? And when I said no, I started to feel dejavu. It was like being in my big family's super julid neighborhood.
It turns out that the socialite gang with my extended family's arisan makes no difference. What they discuss if not married asked when marriage, if already married asked already have children, if you do not have children asked what is delaying, if said not given grace asked what has been checked?
It was as if all of those pleasantry questions were endless. What is wrong if you do not have children? Maybe not yet! That's what a bother!
Why hurt someone else's heart? Why not put the brakes on his sharp knife-filled words that would hurt the wounded?
My mother sent me to the kitchen to help prepare the food. In one look I know that she's also embarrassed that I'm not pregnant.
I checked my contents. According to the doctor, my eggs are small so it's a bit difficult to fertilize. Must programmable. I have money now to check, unfortunately Damar won't be checked.
I had persuaded him, but Damar always refused. He blamed me back. Damar said there was no need to check because it was clear the problem was with me.
The doctor said I could still get pregnant as long as I was in therapy but my husband also had to be examined to find out where the problem was.
I chose to be in the kitchen and linger around Mama's friends. I'm more comfortable on the back porch than wondering what hurts.
It was not finished until my suffering. After all the guests dispersed, Mama suddenly said spicyly.
"Other times if there's a friend Mama, don't go along. Your presence is only for Mama to be ashamed! You don't know what it's like to be a mom?" he said with a spicy.
"Sorry, Ma. Tara just wanted to help serve food." I replied.
"You want to show off in front of your friends? Mama told you to come over to help decorate the cake to make it look good. Not to ask you to take you to a guest! Next time don't show your face in front of your friends again, unless you're pregnant and already have children!"
Sharp and pierced my heart once. After all the neat, I'm coming home. The still angry mother did not respond to my words and considered me as an invisible dust.
I was annoyed, even more upset when I saw Dari get off the car with the door opened by a handsome man. I stopped to observe.
Dance smiled and walked towards the house of Agas. I feel it's time to vent my frustration.
Never thought it turned out that the innocent girl who now looks beautiful and attractive was able to reply to every word I said.
The anger in me is growing. It's not that it's gone even more upset and it's like there's a big rock on my chest that feels so cramped on me.
In the afternoon, I saw him sitting on the terrace. A chance to repay. Again I lost and was humiliated in front of Agas who had heard my conversation with Dari.
Today is a day of apes for me. Everything goes by should not.
Damar came home from work a little night, because my mood was bad I was lazy to ask him to talk. I'm just pissed off.
Damar asked me to make love, he satisfied my inner needs as usual, unlike that rough time He promised never to repeat them again.
I don't know why now every fuck with Damar I even imagine the face of Agas. I imagined that Agas was fucking me until I finally got my own satisfaction from the shadow I created.
Damar thinks he's the one who made me satisfied, but he's wrong. It was my imagination that made me enjoy the game.
I woke up early and found Damar sleeping soundly. I was just about to make breakfast when I saw Tari waving at Agas who wanted to run in the morning.
Very lebai!
Waitaminute!
A morning run? The chance to talk is getting bigger!
I quickly changed my clothes to a gym shirt and sprayed some perfume so no one would know I hadn't had a bath.
I wear a little lipstick to make my face look bright. I also started running. I searched for Agas' whereabouts but I could not find him. I'm actually running in the morning if this is the way!
Until I was not strong and was about to stop, I saw Agas was looking at the distance he traveled on his watch. I know because of the time I bought the watch, I accompanied him.
I approached Agas and greeted him. It turns out he still insinuates me, making me think that he hasn't moved on from me.
That fact made me happy and made me hope again. Will I be able to take her heart back?
I can't believe Agas refused when I took breakfast. The reason is because his village wife has made breakfast. I'm upset because now I seem to have no meaning at all in Agas' eyes.
After he left me, I went home. I found Damar sitting at the dinner table looking at me sharply.
"Where have you been?" tanyakanya.
I took a glass of water and drank it. "Wash out of sport."
"Who is it or take someone's husband to breakfast?" insinuations.
Degs... You know where he's from? Did Agas speak directly to Damar?
"Why? Surprised I could know?" Damar stood up and walked up to me.
His eyes look so scary. I remember the violence of that time. His eyes looked the same as at that time.
"What are you planning?" he asked me while turning me against the wall.
"Eng... Nothing I planned!" I answered while walking backwards. He's getting to corner me.
"Oh yeah? Look, you used to cheat on me! I got you for cornering! I know that you want to do what I do too, don't you?" ask her in a high tone.
"What do you mean?"
"Don't pretend! You want to cheat with Agas, huh?" He then gripped my face violently. "Don't ever think you'd be able to cheat on me! Don't hope! You can fool me, but not me!"
Damar pushed me until I fell to the floor.
Bruck...
The glass in my hand broke too
Prangs...
And now I feel like I don't know Damar anymore....
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