That actor is my best friend
Chapter 1

"Yoga Mas" I said as I opened the guest room door.

I was silent to see my husband's behavior with the woman I called a friend. I who want to give warm milk to my best friend before going to bed, presented with actions that should not be done by a friend with his best friend's husband.

Unbeknownst to me, the tray in my hand just fell to the floor, making a noise in the silence of the late night.

Their activities came to a halt when they realized I was right in front of the guest room door.

"Yoga!" My mother-in-law's voice echoed all over the corner of the house.

I was shocked to hear his screams. My mother-in-law accidentally saw what I was seeing, as she passed through the guest room.

With furious steps, my mother-in-law approached her eldest son who was in the room. My husband and the woman I had regarded as an older brother covered their exposed bodies with blankets.

"You!" snapped my mother-in-law at my best friend while taping her index finger full of emotion.

"Leave this house right now!" my mother's orders to him.

At that time I just kept quiet, I didn't know what to do. My whole body felt limp, as if my life had drifted out of nowhere. Instantly my happy life became empty.

****

The night was getting late, the silence of the night turned rowdy my husband. Family members came out of their rooms, disturbed by the noise coming from the family room. There was a loud slap that my mother-in-law made right on her eldest son's cheek.

"What are you doing?" snapped the middle-aged woman who had given birth to my husband.

"You stupid man!" my mother-in-law is still yelling at my husband.

The tense atmosphere made the entire house can only be silent, no one can speak up. They are trying to digest the situation.

In the meantime, I could only stand quietly near them. My mother-in-law started banging on my husband's field chest.

"Basin' stupid boy!" my mother-in-law was getting tired, she sobbed regretting the actions that the man who had just one year become my life companion.

My husband just kept quiet, he couldn't speak a word, maybe right now he's also starting to regret what he's done.

I welcomed my mother-in-law's nearly collapsed body, and so my husband, who could not bear to see the most precious woman in his life, helped me to support the old body of my mother-in-law.

"Don't touch me!" snapped my mother-in-law again didn't want her eldest son to touch her.

"Never touch me with your dirty hands!" the mother-in-law refused help from her son.

I was still silent, with great difficulty I brought my mother-in-law to sit on the sofa.

"Look at this poor lady! He came to this house leaving his family for a marriage. But what did my son do to this woman. Hicks!" My mother-in-law spoke again in a poignant tone while cupping my face.

My mother-in-law looked at me full of pity and pity. It is unfortunate that my fate has been betrayed by my husband.

"Alright, Mom!" rania is my sister-in-law.

She approached my mother-in-law, she hugged her mother tightly. He stroked his mother's shoulders, trying to give peace to my mother-in-law who was still engulfed in emotional flames.

I just held my tears so I wouldn't fall. In a wounded heart, I could not speak in front of all the family members who had witnessed my mother-in-law's anger.

I, myself, am feeling a sense of destruction. The man who was my husband, gave me the bitterest gift of my life on the day of our wedding anniversary.

Our wedding anniversary party is celebrated with a festive, as a manifestation of gratitude harmony that we went through for one year living a household life. In our marriage, there was never the slightest problem.

"Alisya" said my mother-in-law.

"Yes, Mom." I leaned up my chin looking at the woman I already considered to be my real mother.

"Come in your room! I'm sure you must be tired" my mother-in-law ordered as she gently stroked the top of my head.

I just nodded, then stood up and stepped. I looked disappointedly at my husband, and passed away leaving a commotion that night.

In my room threw my body on the bed, I took a roll and then poured out the pain that I was so full of.

"Why, Mas? Why would you do this to me?" I muttered in my sobs.

I fell asleep with deep wounds. Just as my eyes were closed, I heard someone step into my room.

I was reluctant to turn my body around, because I knew that the one entering my room was my husband. He lay with me on the bed.

I could feel her hands gently stroking my head, then she grabbed my body tightly hugging my body from behind.

"I'm sorry!" I vaguely heard him apologize to me.

****

I walked to the bathroom to clean my body.

The anger and emotion I still harbored, I didn't want to waste energy this blind morning.

After bathing, I immediately perform the worship of circumcision prayer which is tahajud prayer. I vented my hurt and disappointment to the Owner of the heart. I pray and chant the holy verse of the Qur'an while waiting for dawn to come in.

I immediately performed the morning prayer service after the Azaan began to reverberate. I am fulfilling my duty as a Muslim.

After the prayer, I put on my hijab, then took my suitcase.

I took all my clothes out of the closet and put them in my suitcase.

"Alisa!" call my husband who woke up from his sleep.

I immediately stopped my activities. I looked at him.

"What are you doing?" asked my husband, he approached me.

"You know what I'm doing, 'Mas, '" I replied.

"What's all this for?" ask again.

"You understand and understand what I'm doing, Mom." My voice began to tremble withstanding the cries.

Mas Yoga approached me and took my hand.

"Take me off!" I asked firmly, I threw out his hand.

"I can explain everything" said Mas Yoga.

"There's nothing more you have to explain, Mom. Everything I see is enough to make me understand without any explanation from you." I quickly put my clothes in my suitcase.

I stepped out of the room while dragging my suitcase.

He chased me, he pulled my arm.

"I'm sorry" he murmured softly which my senses could still hear

"Say, since when did you get into a relationship with him?" askaku who suddenly dared to reveal the contents of my heart that had been turbulent all night wanted to know about his affair.

"Me" he still can't answer my question.

"Do you know who that woman is, Mom!" I snapped as my anger began to spiral out of control.

"You don't have to apologize to me, I'll let you live with him" my fingers held tightness in my chest

She was flinching, mas Yoga was just looking at me. When the devil took hold of me, I slapped his cheek hard.

"I hate you, Mom!" my yelling.

"I hate!"

I started cursing at my husband, venting my anger at him.

Unbeknownst to me, my tears poured down my cheeks, the tears I held last night finally spilled too.

"Hiks," I cried considering what my husband did in my best friend's room after my wedding anniversary party.

The shadow of the man I loved so much was making out with my closest friend dancing in my mind.

Now in my room there was only the sound of my crying, after being satisfied I cried in front of him. I stood up, and stepped up to take my suitcase.

"Alisya, don't leave me!" pinta Mas Yoga panicked me.

"I'd better get out of your life, Mas. So that you are satisfied to relate to him," I said.

I stepped out of the room while pushing my suitcase.

"Alisya, we can talk about this matter carefully," asked my husband to try to block my departure.

"There's nothing more to talk about, it's all clear!" i'm firm.

My steps have not yet reached the door of the room.

"Alisa!" There was a faint cry from my husband, and I knew nothing after that.

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