Son Kos At Home Next door, My Husband's Affair
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"Mas Negapain?" I was staring at wonder at once alert, for some reason I was reluctant to be close to Mas Ricko let alone until touched.

"What's the gap?" Ricko asked back.

"Yes you, that feeling you're not on the couch?" I said put the phone in my hand.

"Low down for a minute, afraid of forgetting to lock the door. You were out for a while to buy martabak for you, the entry was in a hurry to be afraid of cold" he replied, making sense.

"Oh." I replied lazily.

"Why did you wake up?" ask Ricko.

"My phone said, Mama said Mas Radit just came home." I lied, but Mama said he came home three days ago.

"Radith?" Mas Ricko knitted his brows.

"Yes, Mom and Dad."

"Lift child right?" said Mas Ricko, I don't know why I don't like to hear it.

"Yes, but he was there before me. So don't call him a foster child." Defend me with a little height.

"I know, but still he's not your sibling. We'd better take a break." she got on the bed holding my hand. And soon I'll be tepis.

I took a pillow as well as a blanket, came out of the room without arguing.

"San, honey." call her soft.

I closed the door, clasped my phone and rolled up the blanket on my body to keep it from getting too cold. Sleeping on the couch is better than going to bed with a traitor.

***

I'm bad luck, really at seven o'clock my eyes are still heavy and sleepy. I have never been like this before.

"It's because of watching Mas Ricko." I muttered in my heart.

Sayup I heard he was taking a bath, I deliberately did not move from my position because limp also lazy. But something caught my attention, so I immediately went and saw the thing that sounded.

"Hem... Mas Ricko forgot to bring his phone last night when he came into my room." I immediately saw the lighted screen.

"I want us to talk about it sir, in a normal place." Jaka's sender.

"Jaka?" muttered.

I put Mas Ricko's phone back in position. I went back to sleep with the blanket rolling me up.

"San, are you sick?" mas Ricko's voice is so close, smell fresh scent typical of Mas Ricko if in the morning. No hypocrisy, I miss that scent moving in my body. Moreover, his hand touched my cheek gently, attentively and, I enjoyed it.

"No, just lemes." I answered slowly, then opened my eyes.

I see my husband's face, he still looks handsome in my eyes, not one bit I forget how very happy we were when we got married in the beginning, it's hard to be happy to stay happy just because he was working during the day, the night we spent both.

I am saddened by this atmosphere, why should there be a lie between us Mas, why should there be Dila?

"If you don't feel well, you don't have to work today" said Mas Ricko sounded sincere.

My heart began to melt, didn't everyone need a chance to change, did I have to give that chance? I don't think I'm willing to have my marriage ruined by a high school boy. Am I so weak that I just give up?

"What do you want to eat?" asked Mas Ricko again, he showed more and more attention when I shook my head trying to realize from my mind that began to change direction. Ah, don't let me go back to fooling Mas Ricko.

"No need, I just need an extra fifteen minutes of sleep" I replied, covering my head with a blanket.

"Purchase food yes" he said moving out. I peeked out of the blanket, I saw him coming down and before long the sound of a motorbike on the porch turned on.

Dila, the girl is standing on the porch of Tami's house. He looked at Mas Ricko as well as Mas Ricko, but it seemed like they were not flirting with each other or being happy. Both of them pay attention to each other's faces with feelings that either, miss each other but hold back, or are being forced to separate? Ah that's too drama.

"Mas!" call me on purpose with a special face just waking up.

"Yes" she replied smiling at me.

"I want Ketoprak alone." I asked who then in Mas Ricko.

I see Dila throwing her face away, she must not like it or be jealous. Of course the wife is more important than the affair, it was clear that that night she was left alone when I came home, Mas Ricko was not ready to lose me. It means that Dila is nothing, he is nobody, he is not very important compared to me, is not he?

Ah, again my head is dizzy with this fickle feeling, once I want to part, once then I want to keep Mas Ricko, and now I'm even happy to see Dila's guts shrieking, once I want to break up, it shows that he means nothing in my husband's eyes.

Mas Ricko rubbed my head before finally leaving without looking at Dila. I'm satisfied!

I went back up to the second floor, and I saw Mas Ricko's phone on.

"Father of the heart." Jaka's sender.

"Wow, Jaka!"

I smiled cynically, it turned out that her name was Jaka, I began to understand.

If on social media I know a short story that tells of jars of sugar and salt exchanging names so that ants look wrong? Unfortunately the ant cannot read, but has a sharper sense so he knows which one contains salt or sugar.

Here I saw the real thing, my husband wrote Dila's name to Jaka so I didn't know who was contacting her. Ah, I'm too innocent to be an ant that can't read. But do not forget that a wife has a sharper sense of sight, hearing and heart. Eyes cannot see, but hearts cannot be lied to!

I want to reply to the message, unfortunately I can only read but can not open the screen of Mas Ricko's phone.

All right, I have to be patient, let's just say that now I believe in Mas Ricko, until he is absolutely certain that things are improving.

"Susan, honey." Call Mas Ricko home.

I immediately put down the phone and set my sleeping position. "Is there a Mas?" tanyaku.

"There's a dear." Mas Ricko smiled happily, he also prepared a plate and opened the package of food.

"Delayed yes." he ordered, I nodded.

"There was a message from Mas, from Jaka." I said intentionally.

He was quite surprised, then immediately opened his phone, and then looked calm seeing the message had not been opened, he glanced at me.

"Temen" he answered ignoring his phone, and connected the meal with me.

I didn't say anything, pretended to be calm and kept eating until I was full.

"Nake?" ask Ricko.

I nodded making him even more happy.

"Let's go home quickly" he said after finishing eating.

"Yes" I said, continuing to eat.

Yeah, I don't want to hope. Jaka's name makes me stop soft.

It wasn't until noon that Mas Ricko came, but a message from Cindy made me open my eyes very wide.

"They're fighting Auntie, Dila asked her to come to her room as usual, but Mr. Ricko refused."