Son Kos At Home Next door, My Husband's Affair
POV Dila, Papa's Drug
The night is gripping when your heart is filled with jealousy. Hot, thumping, difficult to reveal a rumble that has no proof yet. Not to mention Reno's whining made me want to be angry, he had not been able to fall asleep again and made me stop closing my eyes, it happened until three o'clock. Until I fell asleep in a state of anxiety, my dream was also not beautiful because of the noise of my mother-in-law who woke up at dawn. He really just bothers.
It was past seven o'clock, I saw my son was back to sleep with the milk bottle was up. I am grateful that Ms. Tri is very deft to take care of Reno, even my son has taken a bath.
"Mighty loneliness!" I sat down weakly due to lack of sleep.
But I heard a loud noise in the house next door, there was a laugh that seemed to be involved in an exciting conversation. Yeah, that's Mom's voice. About why my mother-in-law even came to Clara's house in the morning like this.
Cklek.
Ricko came in with his clothes neat.
"Sorry Mas, I'm bad luck" I said moving closer to my husband who had not left.
"Yes, nothing. I'm going!" said Mas Ricko. I just nodded, letting my Husband leave without driving him down, my head a little dizzy.
Mas Ricko's motorbike was moving, also honking in front of Clara's house, maybe saying goodbye to his mother, I didn't pay much attention to him. But then it became curious when it heard the strange words in the ears.
"Papa's drug.. Papa's drug....!"
"O M G...!" I was standing on my bed, peering at the window and I could see clearly Clara carrying her child with their hands chest-chested.
"It can't be wrong!" Cook your breasts with my husband, my son's father. They must be nothing!
My heart was getting boiling looking at that scene, moreover mother would rather be next door than the same me. I'd rather take care of Clara's son than Reno's. Actually, whose grandson is that? My neighbor's son or my son?
I deliberately left the house after taking a bath, I wonder what the 'drug Papa' means they said this morning.
It just so happened that Mom had also come home, entered my house without further ado. So I can ask my neighbor directly without the frills of the storm with Mom, we never get along.
"Richa!" greet me when the child is still playing, do not want to be invited in his mother.
"Eh, Dila." said Clara to me.
"Yes Ma'am." I smiled, forced.
"What's Dila, how did the tumben come here?" clara asked, I'm really reluctant to come to her house.
"Oh, that. Actually, I just wanted to ask you something. Hmmmm..."
"Ask Dila" he answered.
"Yes, look. This morning I saw Mas Ricko go to work, and I kept hearing Sister Clara and Richa chest-chested with Mas Ricko. Papa's drug, is that it?" I looked at Clara, wondering if she was nervous or something.
"Oh.." she smiled, sweet-ass. But enough to make me go awry and curious about his smile. I'm afraid I'm wrong, but I'm sure I'm not.
"This is Richa kangen with his father, but yes because he can not be with him so well your husband" explained Clara.
Did ya? I'm confused as to how this is? It was just a horse.
"Are you jealous?" ask Clara again.
"Hehehe." The second time I also forced my lips to smile. Yes I am jealous, cook sincerely!
"Udah do not need to be jealous" he said laughing. I swear I was not good with him, he kept wondering and he even laughed with suspicion. Shame then...
In the afternoon at 16:00, Mas Ricko came home earlier than usual. I didn't hear any more of the neighbors' voices after half a day and didn't stop talking to Mom or her son. Not tired of what?
"Tumben's not overtime?" my many.
Yesterday it was done or because Clara did not go to work. I swear I'm getting suspicious, I'm afraid they're nothing.
As a result, I was more silent to withstand the turmoil of my suspicions. Not everything has been proven I've been restless half dead. Especially if it is proven, I will not let a female named Clara live a quiet life. Rest assured she will remember me all her life.
I thought, tonight everything's safe. But it changed again when the sound of my door was knocked, the doorbell was also very noisy on the press many times, disturbing my son's sleep so I had to carry him. Piss me!
"Mom, where's Ricko?" clara's worried voice sounded, my God, again!
"There's inside again in the room. Ricko, there's Clara!" yelled mother later. What's the importance of him trying to do, my husband's night-night?
"Yes Mom!" mas Ricko replied, I immediately stood up, I will not let my husband meet the woman himself.
"Ricko, please Richa has a fever. He should be taken to the hospital immediately!" said panic.
"illness?" ask Ricko.
"You ask me back, just pick up Richa's anther to the hospital!" mother's orders, instantly made me act immediately.
"No!" I said firmly, I stared intently at Mas Ricko and Clara alternately.
"How is Dila? Richa's sick again, he's got to take her to the doctor!" pissed Mom.
"Once and a while no ma'am. Ricko is my husband, not her husband!" I'm angry, I don't want to budge on Clara or mom.
"Pinjem Dila!" Mom ngot.
"No!" It's good to play pinjem.
"If you don't know Richa it's_"
"Clara, you can take Auntie to the clinic. Deket too, right?"
I turned to Mas Ricko, he refused or persuaded anyway? I looked at him confused.
"Yes, same mom!" upset Mom came out to take Clara, once I saw Clara still had time to look at me. I don't accept it, I didn't lend my husband.
Whatever it is, I'm not going to hand my husband over to any woman let alone Clara.
"You're cheating on him, huh?" I looked at Mas Ricko.
"Check what? I ain't nothing with him?" Ricko went into the room, dodged.
"If there's nothing going on why would he ask you to take his son to the hospital?"
"Yes probably_"
"You're not his father, are you? Or is it true that you are now the father of a neighbor's son?" my anger.
"Udah, Dila, I don't want to make a fuss!"
"Then don't make a fuss don't make trouble!"
"What problems? I don't want to take him." Ricko tried to quell my anger.
"Yes, but the mother who carries her child as if she is your child, just like Reno she doesn't care. No one wants to carry Reno once!"