Retaliation of Persecuted Wife
Chapter 12 With Rara

Chapter 12

With Rara

There's still time before we go home. I want to hang out for a while with Rara. And I want to tell you a little bit about what happened in the car. I also took my salary and called my best friend Rara.

"Assalamualaikum Ra's..."

"Goddessalam..."

"Where are you, Ra, are you still in the office?"

"Just want ojol's message. Why In?"

"Walk for a while, there's still 2 hours. Before maghrib."

"Yuk! Where's?"

"Ordinary place."

"Okay beb, I'm there now."

I also closed the phone call. We have been used to meet at a cafe on Merdeka street that is quiet from visitors, even though the drinks and food here are quite tasty and not too expensive. The atmosphere was calm and relaxed.

Just waiting 15 minutes, Rara was seen coming down from the bulge that drove her to this cafe.

He went straight to the table where I was.

"Where was the field survey?" Rara asked a smile that seemed to already know what I was going to tell her.

"Haah, you said. Mr. Dahlan tried to seduce me." My word.

"No, what I said. How then?" Ask Rara.

"Yes, I refuse. You know I'm the most anti that way. If you have to cheat when my choice is on the bald sir!" I said a little bit to my boss.

"Hahahaha. Not self-conscious people! I guess all girls are matre. You just want to come here, right?" Ask Rara.

"Yes that. I survived one car with the crocodiles. Oh yeah, I ordered your drink. Ice capucino, do you want to eat?"

"Still full of me. Order some french fries, same dessert what's there?"

"Now, try to choose. I can do it onion Crispy."

"OK..."

Rara called the waiter and ordered the snacks we wanted. While waiting for the food to come, we chatted again. And I from yesterday already wanted to tell my best friend this about the betrayal that Mas Heru did to me.

"You're right Ra, I'm too trusting of Mas Heru." I said quietly when our food was gone.

"you mean? Wait, does this have anything to do with your trip to meet your husband yesterday?" Ask Rara to make sure.

I nodded.

"How come?" Rara asked enthusiastically.

"You're right, I shouldn't have believed that man."

"Your husband? Is he there...."

"Yes. Not only was he cheating, he had even married the woman in series." I said cutting out Rara's sentence which seemed like she was reluctant to continue with.

"Oh my God..." Rara said in surprise as she closed her mouth.

"He asked me to stay with him and his young wife."

"Basic rubbish! I suspect the possibility of cheating must be there. But I didn't expect him to get married again. And you want to?"

Rara looks angry to hear my story about Mas Heru.

"Good, I agree. Not that I'm condoning divorce, but I think you deserve to be happy but not with a man like your husband. Many are handsome, rich and they can be loyal to their pairs. It all depends on the individual."

"But, I'm not sure Mas Heru would just let me go."

"Why?"

"Behold, both Mas Heru and Mother-in-law are still trying not to let go of me."

"Seriously?! That means there's still love for you in their hearts."

"I didn't feel that affection even though they said it. My mind says it's a charade."

"But I see your family's life is quite comfortable Beautiful. Aren't you trying to be together? Usually the lives of people who have more than one wife are constrained by the economy to force them to be unfair. But it seems like your husband's family is well off. Perhaps over time his attention and affection will be fair to both of you. He could be unfair right now because he's warm." Rara suggested.

I don't want to demonize Mas Heru's family with the truth. They look warm in people's eyes. But they are good at covering up their shortcomings. At that time they had borrowed money to my parents to send Mas Heru again and pay his sister's tuition fees. And it wasn't so little that my father had to sell his land. Mas Heru himself is the backbone of his family. Her sister is married and her husband works as a laborer in a factory. So they could not help the finances of Mas Heru's family. Mr. Mas Heru has long since died.

"No. I don't want to try a real looking sore for me to go through."

"Then how?"

"Eitherway. I don't think they want to let me go because it's a matter of matter."

"Why could that be?"

"Mas Heru and his mother owed my father a debt. Whether they want to return it or not. Maybe think because I am Mas Heru's wife so the money belongs to Mas Heru they belong to them too."

"Yes, it can't be like that, Dong. It owes it to your parents. I guess all this time your husband's family is a person who has enough can even be said more." Rara said as if she did not believe the reality I just told her.

"Their style is high. Those who enjoy the salary of Mas Heru fully. I live on the salary I receive each month from my own efforts. Even my father still transfers money to me without my knowledge. I always receive notifications from the app even if I keep refusing, you'll still send." My spoken.

"God...! So all this time you've not been living?"

I shook my head because right all this time I did not receive monthly money from Mas Heru.

"I forgot Mas Heru should have given me the best living he could. But because I have a salary and always use my own money, Mas Heru so used to not give me a birth income."

"Your husband is a bad boy. Don't let your husband know about the money! It could be that the money was in love with him as well."

"No. The money is safe in an account I never showed Mas Heru." My spoken.

"Good! I didn't expect that behind your harmonious household there was such a complicated matter." Said Rara who looked pity looking at me. "Just tell me if you need a friend to share, I'm ready at any time." Said again.

Rara grabbed my hand and grasped it as if she wanted to give strength to look patiently.

I let out a long sigh and smiled at Rara who already wanted to be the place where I complained.

"Not everything we see is good on the outside is good on it either. Likewise, the opposite, which looks bad turns out to have beauty in it. Or it could be in accordance with what is already seen before the eyes." I said.

"What if they let you part with your husband but don't pay their debts?"

"I still chose to separate. Debt can be handed over to the law that governs it."

"You're right. Btw, pretty isn't your honey that? Hehe..."

I immediately glanced sharply at the question that Rara had just asked.

"Ck, you're teasing me huh?! For me I'm free to have a pretty face but take someone else's."

"Patience, I am sure you will find your own happiness one day. Let's go home, ntar maghrib on the road again."

"Yes already, yuk!"

I pay for our food and drinks. Then part with Rara in the parking lot to their respective homes.

Seriate...