The Talak End
Cheated

"What?" I'm surprised I didn't play listening to those waiters.

"Yes ma'am, I can check myself in!"

"Okay, let me just bring this Ma'am," I asked.

I'm headed to the VIP room that Gibran ordered. But what makes me more curious, who is the woman who claimed to be the wife of my husband?

I extended my legs to get to the VIP room on the second floor.

Without warning, I immediately opened the door knob of the room in which there was my husband and woman who I did not know.

"You guys?"

I was really surprised to see my husband making out with a woman who was none other than Riana, my best friend. And I didn't think they were cheating on me. My heart was broken to pieces. The husband I love the most would betray me with my best friend. Why do you guys have to take care of me?

"Is this what you said meeting? And you Ri, I really didn't expect you to be the same as me. You two are cold-hearted traitors. So the waterboy who always chatted you was he brother? You guys, what's my fault until you guys, huh? What's wrong?" I cried helplessly watching my own husband having an affair with my best friend.

"I'm sorry Rah, besides loving you, I love Riana too. Riana is always there for me as long as you don't go to the office. His kindness made me melt and slowly the feeling grew on its own" Gibran explained, slicing my heart.

"And you must have deliberately taken this opportunity, right? Isn't Ri? Diem-diem you envy me who always tells how romantic Brother Gibran. You want to feel it from the same person, you don't have a heart, I hate you, I hate you!"

"It's good that you're finally conscious. Yes, I just want to share your happiness, what else is this Gibran besides being handsome also he is romantic, which woman does not want to have him. And just so you know, I'm the same husband you've married. So not only do you have the right to him, but I have the same right."

Plaque...

My hand was uncontrollable, until a slap landed on Riana's cheek.

"Based on your cheap woman Riana, don't know yourself to be a woman, is that so bad you have to take my husband, huh?"

"So, what you say Farah!" Gibran scolded me because women don't know themselves.

"Why brother? It's really what I said, she's nothing more than a cheap woman with no self-respect."

"Quite Farah, enough! I married Riana because I love her just as much as I love you. From now on, Riana is your honeymoon sister, and you must accept that!"

I did not expect a beautiful marriage but it turned out to be able to destroy my heart. Gibran, that name has always been etched in my heart since I was in High School. Our accidental meeting made me believe that he was my soul mate. Our meeting wasn't just a coincidence, it was a fate that I had to accept. Then with this betrayal, was that also fate?

The pain Gibran created made me lose faith in love.

Like this morning, I woke up earlier than Gibran. If normally me and Gibran would leave for the office together, this time I prefer to book a taxi. Unable to look at his face, this cut was still too wet to scratch again.

When Gibran woke up, he panicked enough to not see me.

"Well Farah, right?"

"Well, hasn't Farah gone to the office?"

"To office? This half?"

"She said it was Mama."

'Why did Farah come to the office so early in the morning?' Bathin Gibran wondered.

Ting...

The incoming messages on my phone started to sound. I reached into my bag and checked my phone to see who sent me the message.

Baby, where are you?

I just read it, but I don't reply. My tears just escaped remembering Gibran's affair with Riana. I'm an ordinary man, my heart is not quite capable of receiving this wound. Too painful to feel, I choose not to care and hope with this the pain is not so pronounced.

After paying for the taxi, I went straight into the office. The atmosphere in the office was still too quiet at too late an hour this morning. There are only securities that always arrive early.

"For Mom, why did you come so early in the morning, Miss Farah?"

"Ah, yes sir, I have a job to complete. Let's sir!" I walked in and left the security that greeted me.

I put my bag on the table, and started turning on the computer. I want to busy myself to forget for a moment the problem of the heart.

My fingers began to press the rows of keyboards by occasionally playing his mouse.

Employees arrived one by one, including Dimas.

"Have you arrived early today?"

"Yes, Brother Dim," I answered only as necessary.

Dimas nodded, he understood how I felt after knowing the truth about my husband and best friend. He left me, but no matter how long, he came back with a cup of coffee for me.

"Let's not sleepy, ma'am," he said as he placed the coffee on my desk.

"Thank you brother Dim, oh yes, lunch time later do not go anywhere," I asked Dimas.

Dimas scrunched his forehead, "Why Ma'am?"

"My company!"

"But Ma'am..

"Dimas Sack!" I said a little pressing.

"Good Mom."

Because of course, every lunch hour my husband and his mistress will go to lunch together outside the office. Like earlier.

Riana who just came directly put her bag on the table and had a glance at me.

He didn't greet me anymore and I didn't want to talk to him either. I'm in bodo with the circumstances around, my focus is only employed that I currently work on.

"Darling, why is my message only read but not exchanged?" Gibran suddenly approached me.

I didn't respond, as if deaf as if I ignored my husband's question.

I went and went towards the pantry, made a cup of coffee again to relieve my drowsiness. Gibran was really irritated because I let it go. He took my hand and brought her into his room.

"Why is it just diem? I asked Farah Mesya, why didn't you reply?"

"It doesn't matter!"

"It doesn't matter you say? I'm your husband, it's only natural that I'm worried that my wife isn't in the room this blind morning."

"And I am your wife, Gibran's sister, but with the heart you hurt my heart, made her hurt, and you allowed that wound to keep getting wet. I have a big heart, do you think I can share my husband with my best friend? Do you think I can take it? It is difficult, even very difficult or it cannot be. My heart is not that strong until it has to accept everything quickly."