NOT PERPETRATORS
The Secret Agreement Revealed

A woman I thought was no longer young, but still beautiful. The woman approached Nessa. The woman wearing the maroon red dress smiled, then hugged Nessa. All the guests present were still stunned to see his arrival.

Nessa looks teary. He hugged the woman tightly. As if showing her very happy feelings mixed haru.

"She's Nessa's birth mother" whispered Bastian's voice in my ear. It was as if I understood the curiosity in myself that kept looking at them.

"Happy birthday, baby!"

"Thanks, Ma." - "Thanks."

The woman picked up something inside her red bag that looked glamorous. A jewelry box he took out.

"This is for you" said the woman, smiling. The woman pulled out a beautiful diamond necklace from the box.

"I shouldn't have, you don't have to do this, Ma. Enough of you coming, I've been very happy," said Nessa teary-eyed.

The woman put the necklace on Nessa's neck. While next to Dimas, I saw Nessa's father looking flat, expressionless. I don't know what happened between them.

"I love you, Mom."

"I love you too, My Princess."

They hugged. Occasionally the fat woman kissed Nessa's forehead and cheeks. As if she was missing. Really, a moving sight. With applause from the guests.

***

After the party is over. Guests one by one began to leave Nessa's house. Dimas looked so cold to me. He seemed to ignore my existence. Maybe he's really starting to forget me. Good though.

We also decided to go home. And when I was about to get in the car. I turned to look at Nessa and Dimas, who were still standing waiting for us to leave this place. Suddenly our gazes met, Dimas immediately entered the house, after which. While Nessa who was still standing on the spot, waved at me.

"Be careful, yes!" yells.

I replied with a nod with a smile.

Mas Bastian immediately drove the car. On the way I tried to ease the curiosity of the woman who said Bastian mas is Nessa's mother.

"Mas, can I ask you something?"

"Hm ...."

"Nessa ... What's going on between Nessa, her mom, and her dad?"

Mas Bastian looked at me for a moment. Then look back ahead. "What's that about?"

"I asked, what's wrong?"

Mas Bastian laughed. "Why are you curious about the lives of others?"

"Is my question unnatural?"

Bastian smiled at me. "Tell me, her mother hasn't lived with Nessa in a long time."

"What does it mean, not living together?"

"Don't know much, anyway."

"Dad and his mother divorced?"

"Not really."

"Then why don't they just stay home?"

"I don't know."

I took a long breath. I think Bastian knows about Nessa. Apparently not.

"Are you very curious?"

"Not really."

We also arrived at my in-laws' house. Pick up Arka to go home.

***

The next day, as usual I served breakfast to Bastian and Arka. Then Bastian went to work after breakfast.

Ting!

A message came in from my best friend, the Goddess. He invited me to meet in the park. I also agreed. It just so happens that the housework is done. So, I decided to go with Arka to meet the Goddess.

Arriving at the park, from a distance seen the Goddess was already sitting on the park bench, near the swing. We approached him too.

"Have you waited a long time?"

"It's only been about fifteen minutes" replied the Goddess.

"I'm making a cake for you, baby." The goddess thrust a box containing tarts on Arka.

"It's not Arka's birthday. Shouldn't bother."

"No need to wait for a birthday, right? I just want to make a cake for your handsome son," said Dewi. Understandably, the Goddess has not been blessed with offspring until now.

"Come, tell me what's the same Aunt Goddess?" I said as I received the box containing the cake.

"Thank you, Auntie?" arka.

We also talked just reminiscing about childhood, to listen to the Goddess's curses about her desire to get pregnant soon. I understand the feeling of the Goddess who really wants the presence of the baby. Because among our friends, only he has not been born.

"Don't be discouraged. I'm sure it's just a matter of time. If the time comes, you will get pregnant. Keep praying to God. Always spirit!" amuckoo.

The goddess smiled and hugged me. "Thank you, Say." Then take off his embrace. The goddess grabbed my palm, and looked at me seriously. "She, I want to talk to you about something!"

"Tell me, Wi."

"You remember the time I wanted to tell you something?"

I tried to remember for a moment, then shook my head.

"The moment before Arka fell here?"

For a moment I looked at Arka, who was sitting next to me while engrossed in eating a tart made by the Goddess. I looked back at the Goddess. "Yes, I remember!"

"Remember what?"

"Remember when Arka fell that afternoon here," I replied.

"Before Arka fell, I told you something, right?"

"Yes, I remember!"

The goddess sharpened her gaze and said, "I told you at the time, about the misunderstanding between you and Rangga, right?"

"Yes" I replied.

"Then?" The goddess raised both eyebrows.

"Then you told me about a secret agreement about Bastian mas and Rangga mas."

The goddess turned her face into gloom. He's down. Then raised his face back. "I wanted to say this long ago, but ...."

"Wi, what's wrong with you? Say it!"

"It's not about me, it's about you and your husband!"

I looked at him not understanding.

"Do you want to promise me?"

I'm nodding.

"Please promise to stay strong, once you know about this!"

I just sharpened my gaze, looking at him seriously. "okay!"

"Please promise to stay strong!" The goddess tightened her grip.

I nodded, saying, "Yes, I promise!"

The goddess sighed deeply, then said, "I was originally thinking of continuing to cover it up from you. However, I cannot allow my own best friend to continue to be harmed. So, I decided to tell you this." He paused for a moment. Then continue his words. "Father, that time ...."

The goddess told me about the events of that time. When the Goddess hit me for misunderstanding. After the Goddess from my house, Dewi found Bastian and Rangga were sitting together. As if there was nothing. The Goddess panic instantly turned into curiosity.

The next day, Dewi secretly checks her husband's cell phone-Rangga-. Then found a chat containing chat between mas Bastian and mas Rangga.

[If you bother my wife again, I won't hesitate to finish you off!] threat Bastian's.

[Please. Do you care about Imania?] rangga Reply.

[She's my wife! Of course I care about it!]

[Isn't there something new? What about the girl in the cafe you hugged?]

[It's none of your business!]

[You're the same as me. Same playboy! The difference is, you're a hypocrite, I'm not!]

[He's a nobody! He's just a regular friend!]

[Ordinary friends, how often do you go out for the night together?]

[Are you a stalker!]

[Even I have a picture of you when you're both making out with her.]

[Damn! I'll finish you off soon!]

[Even before you finish me off, your wife will finish you off first!]

[Tell me, what do you want!]

[I want Immania, your wife.]

[You're crazy! Don't touch my wife!]

[He's very sweet, attractive. I want to taste it.]

[Sad! She's mine. Don't you dare disturb him!]

[Wow, do you have two women then? Or is there anything else besides them?]

[I'm not as bad as you! Tell me, what can make you shut up!]

[It's a bribe?]

[Tell me, or I'll take you out now to be quiet!]

[Wow, you can be cruel too, huh?]

[Tell me what to do for you!]

[Quite interesting. Okay, help me get a job. After that, I'll keep my mouth shut about it!]

[Okay, deal!]

[Deal!]

I read the screenshot chat on Dewi's phone. My eyes stifled the water that kept forcing it out. My heart hurts so much. Like someone was tearing it apart. Slowly my chest felt tight, and it was getting sicker. I almost dropped the Dewi's phone, if only Dewi didn't take it. My body felt limp, as if my ribs had collapsed with my trust.

My eyes couldn't bear to not cry. I grabbed the body of Arka who was still sitting eating the cake. Kupeluk Arka tightly. Arka just silently looked at me confused.

"Mom don't cry?" said plain arka with a mouth full of cream.

"Mom don't cry?" Suddenly Arka sniffled. Immediately I removed the clear grain that was still dripping down my face.

"It's okay, honey. Mama didn't cry."

Immediately I calmed myself. I took a few deep breaths. Hope that the water that forces to spill this can be bearable. Don't let Arka see my sadness. Don't cry in front of him. I could have held back tears. However, it was very difficult to endure the pain. This heart is crumpled. So hurt.

Inexhaustible. A gentle, attentive man, a man who doesn't talk much, a man who looks calm, can do this to me. Unexpectedly, a kind, patient, loving man could betray me. At first, I tried not to believe the screenshot. However, given the incident when Bastian's mobile phone was accidentally left behind, my heart began to doubt, what has this to do with?

Yeah, God. A man I trust very much. Why would you betray me? What is this lack of self, so that my husband has to play with other women. Am I being too stupid. Too innocent, so never the slightest bit suspicious of him.

The goddess kept wiping my shoulders. Hugged me and kept calming me.

"I often feel it, so that I can understand your feelings. Sorry... Do I have to be sorry for making you sad?"

"No! I'm so grateful to you. It's Bastian who should regret having hurt my feelings!"

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