Pursuing the Love of My Husband
Part 01 Character Recognition

#Pursuing the Love of My Husband part 1 (Sychlifting it)

I'm h-home..

Without Revenge..

Accepted defeat..

I went home without a vendetta..

Shrink your victory..

You show me happy, you show me pain..

You give me happiness, you give me pain..

This Sheila On7 song melodious from the HP radio in my room, as if understanding what is buried in the heart.

Yes, the woman I love today got married. She prefers an established man despite only a month of dating him behind my back. It's like our three years together meant nothing to him.

Sick? Very!

I wanted to punch him right in the nose of the man who was with him today. Ah, but I paused that intention for self-respect.

What would happen if the factory worker was looking for trouble with his own manager? Nevermind! It is free for me to vent all this frustration, they are already bound by sacred promises.

What's in it for me? Whatever I do will not change anything, except to make me look lower.

Drrrrtt.

My HP vibrates signaling an incoming message.

*"Mas Rizki, I'm really sorry for everything I did to you. Ki, it's been from childhood I lived a hard life. If my mother can control love until her old age she was busy banging bones to eat, I am not! I want to live better than my mother and this is what I do for my mother, so that a little more, I can sustain her life. As for you, I'm not sure I can make that happen.

Again, I'm really sorry, hopefully one day, you can get a woman who can accept you for who you are, and love you more than I do.

Thank you for all the sweet memories you have planted in my life. Thank you for making my days more colorful.

You are one of the most important people in my life. And I hope that the woman who replaces me will feel the same way as me, as I love you, Ki."*

After reading the message, my heart rumbled. The feeling of tightness is like pressing all parts of the heart.

I slammed the device, until the screen on the flat object cracked and died completely. But, I don't care at all! My blood is like boiling. As much as possible I dampen my emotions. If you think about it, it is true what he said. I'm just an ordinary employee, a village man who wanders the city with the amount of local UMR salary. My mother and father were farmers.

What can I promise for a beautiful woman like an Indonesian princess? He can choose what kind of man he wants, because his face does have capital for it.

Stupidly, like not measuring the cloth on his own clothes, I who could confidently make him happy turned out to be wrong.

I'm not as confident as him. My mother can't follow her lifestyle. Naturally, if he prefers a man who is more established than me.

Though it's heavy, I'll try to forget it. Close all the memories we have put together.

After all, life will continue to run even if there is or without its presence. I will try to improve myself so that God will give a substitute that is in accordance with this situation.

I know it won't be easy, but I can't keep glued to the past. Sheila, your name I will keep on remembering, my first love with all the sweet memories, but dear God did not predestine you to be mine.

"Woi, Ki. You're all right, aren't you? Cave Denger Sheila yesterday married huh? Pantes you till fucked up gini. Have patience, Ki"

Ajis's voice woke up my morning which was not as bright as it used to be. He was a good boarding friend, but a little chatty. Today, he just returned from his hometown in Bandung.

I guarantee, if he was here yesterday, he would have entertained me all day. But alas, she has interests that cannot be left behind, be all night for me to cry for a farewell with Sheila without her interruption.

"Yes, not the soul mate of Jis." I said with eyes and head that are still heavy due to last night's crying.

"Gua is sure, you will get even better. And, besides according to the cave, Sheila is not suitable for you, Ki" he said while patting my shoulder. I also looked at him with astonishment.

"Why? Because of the poor cave?" answer me

"No. Because you're too handsome for him" he said by moving both eyebrows. I smiled when I heard the guy. I know this is just one way Ajis entertains me.

After all, the fact that Sheila's beauty really cannot be denied. Everything in Sheila is perfect.

If only there were agencies looking, I'd be interested in recruiting Sheila as the artist.

A lot of guys are competing for Sheila's heart, and I'm one of the lucky ones to ever have one. I don't know when he saw me from what, obviously, I was once the happiest man to be loved back by the people I love.

"Guyonan you're so crisp, Jis. Forget you ever had a crush on him?" I answered with a small smile.

"Hahaha, the cave until you think, you use what pellets can make Sheila fall in love? But like now your pellet is faded, so left married as she wkwkwk" this time her laugh broke, I chuckled at her babble.

"Yes, fish pellets" I replied as I passed to the bathroom. My energy is still not enough to respond to Ajis's babble. I'm gonna take a shower and get back to work. Coincidentally this Monday morning, I'm on the morning shift.

Sheila and her husband are still on leave, so it looks like today won't be too much for me, as I won't be meeting them at work.

In the future, let me think first. How much he wants to leave this place, I still need his job.

It is impossible to confuse personal problems with work. This is where professionalism is tested.

After I finished the bath, I put on my work uniform and prepared everything I needed. Ajis has fallen asleep on the mattress that has not been cleaned. It seems like he was tired of riding a motorcycle since dawn earlier from Bandung to the city of Jakarta.

Today, I decided to go to work early. Avoiding many pity stares from friends at work who must have known about Sheila's wedding yesterday.

We were once a phenomenal couple. The news that the angel decided to date a mediocre man like me is easily spread into a cool gossip on the sidelines of work.

Maybe that's why our relationship is known to many people. And unfortunately, they still bear witness that our love is not as strong as I expected.

Let it be, I believe God is preparing another better scenario.

Seriate...