Son Kos At Home Next door, My Husband's Affair
Divorced

"You doubt Ricko's words?" asked Mas Radit after we got out of the car.

I shook my head, I stopped asking because Mas Radit always knew what was in my head.

"Don't doubt the relationship that existed long before you knew Ricko, Mas Already loved you long before you saw the world. If you think Mas wants to take Papa's money, Mas should not be tired of working. Papa trusted everything for a long time."

"But he has already said that twice" I murmured inwardly. I can't ask you directly, I'm afraid Mas Radit is offended.

"Can?" mas Radit asked as our feet began to climb the stairs.

I nodded, but did not make him believe. I was still pale and limp, being present at the trial was just forcing myself.

"Thank you Mas." I said after I sat on my bed, holding my shoulder firmly all the way up the stairs.

Really, this kind of attention makes me feel at home, since childhood he never changed. It is honest that the attention of Mas Ricko alone is still far compared to Mas Radit. He loved me so much at first.

"Mas. Why is it, Papa doesn't like Mas Ricko very much?" I revealed what I was thinking, stuck up a long time ago.

"Do you still need to answer?" he grabbed the drinking water darn gave me.

"Yes, it's still a problem, not still hoping to come back with him" I replied.

"Because Papa loves you" he replied, it seems like Mas Radit wants me to think positively.

"Keep, why don't you like him? Even when I got married Mas didn't look friendly, didn't shake hands with him." essentially I wanted to know what was the cause of the two's hatred.

"Because Mas knows what she's like, she's got a lot of girlfriends and it's all about more than just walking and eating, everyone knows that. Worse even you who hit the snare with him until marriage."

"Did you know him well?" ask again.

"Yes, he often joins the same football team as Mas. He often brought a girl one of his cousins Dedi. Your friends too, Kiki."

I nodded, I remember Kiki telling me about her cousin who had trouble moving on from Mas Ricko even to escape out of town. If it's not wrong, it's Clara.

"Father Clara was one of Papa's business associates. He's a good man for ever being indebted to Papa."

"Well! So Papa knows about that Mas?" my question was really unexpected.

"Yes. Now you know why Papa doesn't like Ricko? Mas also didn't like it but couldn't do anything because you've chosen him that time."

"Why aren't you angry with me? Did you persuade Papa not to get angry?"

He smiled with a heavy breath. "Mas is afraid that you will run away without getting married. It was more painful for Mas, because at that time you didn't want to listen to anything but Ricko."

This time I feel claustrophobic, regretting my stupidity at that time. I don't know what Mas Ricko did to me, if Kiki said I was in a pellet, if according to Mbah google there is also magic science like hypnosis and the like. Ah, I don't really understand.

"Well, mending rest." Mas Radit confirmed the pillow behind me.

"Now I'm divorced, is it seneng or is it not?" my words made Mas Radit's forehead wrinkle.

"What question is that?" Mas Radit knitted his brows.

"Yes, just want to know."

"Seneng because you are free from Ricko, but also sad because it turns out you have to be hurt because of him." he smiled gently, very sweet if he noticed.

"Later in the afternoon we will go to Jakarta. You have to heal." he said sincerely.

He left me, the order to rest from him I really did, I fell asleep until the afternoon.

The afternoon sun strikes through my bedroom window, an orange aura touches part of my bed and I stare out. The tree that looks at the end of it makes my heart go rogue without cause, my breath is heavy.

What makes me sad? Ricko Mas? Ah that's obvious.

My heart feels empty, so many things I've been through. I forget there are many people who love me, not just one.

At 16:00.

I throw the blanket, get out of my bed. I remember this afternoon Mas Radit was leaving for Jakarta.

"Eh, fall later!" mama panicked.

"Where's Radit?" many quick.

"So she said she was still sleeping."

I'm going ahead, I think the roaring car is Mang Udin.

"Mas!" call me fast, even my feet slipped right in front of Papa and Mas Radit.

"Slow down!" he said, he was very quick to arrest me.

"Sick Mas." grumbled my head hit his chin.

"Keep not sick?" his regret stroked the chin of that little bearded.

"Sorry." I rubbed my head too.

"What's wrong?" ask Papa to ask me.

"Can't go to her heart tomorrow."

The eyebrows of the two men in front of me lifted, it turned out that my request sounded strange so that both of them looked at me.

"A..." Radit seemed doubtful.

"These keys are over." replied Papa then left us.

"Follow me, will you?" he whispered, intentionally.

"Well!"

Mas Radit chuckled, he pranked me, I saw Mang Udin was ready.

"Don't you feel sorry for me?" persuade me again.

"Pity why?" tanya Mas Radit still laughed.

"It's only just been out for a walk." I grumbled, I couldn't imagine the next day would be so heavy.

He took a breath, looking around my yard like he was thinking.

"Yes, no pa-pa." I know Mas Radit is confused, besides I can't go anywhere while the divorce papers haven't been sent.

"Friday, the court will send your divorce certificate. So you just rest at home for a few days." mas Radit message again.

"Yes." I answered no choice.

"Take it home Friday" he said, then got into the car without looking at me again.

Tin, the car drove out of my house. My race is back in chaos, my past seems to come storming. My body came back cold and dizzy my head. Mas Radit left, my fever came again. I am alone with a sense of loneliness...

Four days later, it was true as Mas Radit said that my divorce deed was sent from the court.

Of course I'm not happy with this CERAI writing, I cried bitterly behind my bedroom door. Even though I wanted this farewell but really, when it happened my chest like in shreds to formless again. Pain, pain, anger, disappointment and all that pain...

But let it be, I'm finally free from the complexity of my household with Mas Ricko. Even though I asked how is my ex-husband? Where is he at the moment? I don't know... I hope he's okay.

Triings... A message notification reads.

"San, can we meet tonight."

"Make what?" my reply.

"Just want to talk about our home. Not more."

I thought for a moment, it might be true that the house should be sold immediately. As per the court's ruling that the house will be in for two. Should I go see Mas Ricko?