The tangled thread at my wedding
Chapter 11's

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I lay down my weak body on this thin bed. My husband let a tangled thread into our marriage. Roll up our hearts together, so it is difficult to straighten it out as before.

If it's night, Mas Reza always hugs me in the silence of night. Troubled me when he came home from work. I would sleep in her comforting embrace, dreaming about us both aging to old age without a child.

But now I realize it's just a dream that will never come true. And look now, he's turned into the man I hate so much.

I again and again cried while immersing my face covered with a thick blanket that wrapped my body and why did I suddenly miss the Star? Usually he would hug me when this cry wouldn't stop.

Crying does not solve the problem. But crying can give relief in the chest.

I've been used to getting hurt and living in humiliation. By ourselves. Dumped. Even considered as a pesky carrier once.

But this time the heartbreak I am experiencing now is much heavier than I have ever experienced at this time.

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"Ja, wake up Ja."

I heard a knock from the door of my room. I opened my eyes slowly. Moreover, the reflection of sunlight shone on my face.

"Who the hell?" I sat down and rubbed my eyes.

"I overslept." I saw the watch that was in my hand.

I like to wear watches. I think the watch is a complete style. Not only is it interesting but it can also remember the time.

I listened to my blanket and tidied up my restroom. From now on this room will be the most comfortable place for me to cry.

"Ja." Ja." Mas Reza's voice was still knocking on my bedroom door.

I took a long breath. This guy really doesn't know himself. Not feeling guilty at all. After breaking my heart. He acted like it was okay to happen.

"What's up, Mom?" I asked to see him standing in front of my door.

"Ja, I'm hungry! Cook for me, huh?" Her request.

"Mbak Siska can't cook Mas?" I was surprised while shaking.

"Siska couldn't cook any more she took care of the cranky Queen. Come on Ja Mas's hungry."

He pulled my hand out of the room. I'm just following around letting this guy let alone what this guy is going to do to me. I looked at Mas Reza, my heart was sliced back in pain. Is God not enough to leave with suffering? And why is the only man and the only person who cares about me God took from me.

"Cooked fried rice Ja. I miss cooking you." He let go of my hand and sat at the dining table.

I didn't answer just according to what Mas Reza said. I'm tired of talking. The person who loves you will know the condition of your heart even after he has been hurt.

I cooked Mas Reza's favorite fried rice, not what I meant by both of us. Every morning I always make the same menu and we both never get tired of eating this fried rice.

"Are you angry with me?" He asked as I put a plate of fried rice on the table.

"Ja." Ja." Call her one more time when I don't answer.

"What's up, Mom?" I asked coldly as I sat down and put my plate down.

"Are you angry with me?"

I ate voraciously without caring about Mas Reza's question. He won't understand how I feel about this broken and hurt.

"Ja." Ja." Call him

"Yes you are still asking if I am angry! How did you feel when I got married secretly and took my second husband into our house? How do you feel, Mom?" My atonement. He was shocked and silent. He never saw me angry.

"You're evil." I left her at the table eating, still silent silent while staring at me strangely.

He still asks if I am angry? Which woman will not be sick when she is being cheated on by her husband and even lightly ask to take care of the child from the results of her affair.

"Why you?" Siska asked me snidely while holding a stumpy baby in her arms.

"Pity is very twilight, so the woman should not be barren. Any guy who wants to love a barren woman like you. So don't be so innocent." Ledek Siska's.

My hands are clenched strong. I looked at my husband's second wife. And he took my husband but didn't feel guilty at all, and I'm like the most guilty person here. Am I wrong not to have children? No woman wants to be barren? The dream of all women is to be a mother! But what about me who has no chance at all to be the happiest woman in the world.

"I don't need to be pitied Ma'am. Not like a snatch of a man's husband." My word.

"Alley." Shouted Mas Reza from the direction of the kitchen approached us with his dead red face.

"Mas."

Plakkkkkkkk

One slap landed on my cheek until it made my cheek hot and the corner of my lips bleed. Mas Reza very hard slapped me almost I fell to the floor if not strong restraint.

"M-gold." I shakes in disbelief. Tears are shed. As long as we were married Mas Reza never hurt me

"You don't ever talk like Siska." Jerk Mas Reza

What's wrong with my words? Isn't it true that Siska snatched my husband. Where is his fault?

"Let's go in the room." He grabbed the woman by the shoulder and took her into the room.

It just so happens that today is Sunday so all activities are closed. Maybe Mas Reza took a day off because there was no day without working for him.

I'm throwing it on the floor. My body immediately limp. Just this time as long as I live with her slapped and hurt me. My heart is like being slashed by a knife and being spilled with vinegar that makes it sore instead of playing.

"Hiks hiks hiks Shiks Mas." I covered my face and cried on the floor violently.

I've been crying too much lately. I only cry what I can do.

I stood up while wiping my tears. I haven't even changed clothes at all.

I walked into my room feeling broken. The wound that Mas Reza had inflicted on me was too deep and I don't even know if this wound will be able to heal or not? But still I can't hate Mas Reza.

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I saw my cell phone screen, Lena called me back and she wanted to take me to church.

"Hallo Len." While rubbing my cheek.

"Ja, did you attend the service this morning? We have a visit to another church!" Lena.

"Yes Len, I'm coming. I haven't had a shower." My speech

"You're a very habitual. Yeah, I'm ready to go with Mas Raswan pick me up."

"Yes Len."

Seriate....