The tangled thread at my wedding
Chapter 23

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I got off the bike. Do not forget to take off the helmet and return it to the online motorcycle taxi driver.

My cheeks are still hot from Mas Reza's slap. Since marrying Ms. Siska, she has already twice slapped me. Is it not enough to torture me? Now he tortures my body. I was afraid that hatred would grow in my face.

I'm a vengeful woman. I can hold it to the ground above my body. Which means I can take revenge to death. I'm just afraid of that. At the moment there is no hatred but later it will grow by itself.

I wiped my tears and gathered energy to make them strong. I can't be weak. I can't seem to cry. My life is too precious to be spent with a selfless man like Mas Reza.

I went inside the caffe while looking for the person who called me. Where's people?

"Mother Dusk?" Asked a well-dressed man and smiled at me.

"Yes, I'm Twilight."

"Let's go with me."

I followed this handsome Mas-mas. Like his age is not far from me. It's just that he looks cleaner and manicured even the smell of his perfume is very striking.

"Please sit down, Mom." Her speech.

"Thank You." I sat down and smiled broadly.

"Want a drink first, ma'am?" Bargainly

"By me."

While waiting for our order to come. This man invites me to talk about the world of authorship. I'm not good at writing. Only I like. I never studied literature. Indonesian language lessons time as if the value is not high only mediocre with kkm.

"Bu Dusk, is it a writer?" Ask

"Not really Mas. Just a fad there is no work at home other than taking care of the husband so yes diluangin for nulis." Answer me

"Do you have a husband?" He looked surprised "Still young in his looks?" Ask wonder. Young of the man I'm almost head three.

"I am 26 years old and married at 18. Not young Mas, already want a head of three even." Saying while chuckling.

"But it's so young. I'm almost head three haven't got a candidate." She laughed smirk

"Still stuck in Bamboo Cuneiform kali Mas." I laughed too. Comforting myself not to think too much about the incident

We were still chatting while enjoying a cup of coffee this afternoon. Brief chat. This guy is fun too.

"Okay, let's talk about the contract, ma'am."

He opened the laptop he had brought earlier while explaining the details of the contract I was about to sign. How much profit I got. And there are rewards and bonuses if the book I wrote was sold a lot.

"Where's Ma?" Mas Chandra asked after explaining in detail the matter of this contract.

"Yes Mas. I'm interested." My answer. May this be a bright path for me.

"Good Mom. I'm taking the contract right away." He handed me a document containing this employment contract.

"Yes, it's." I signed the signature on the contract.

"Ohh yes Ma'am, later after signing the contract, I have to see my Boss first to take another contract." Obviously "I'll call you later." He closed the contract I signed earlier.

He laughed "All right. Twilight." "Ohhh yes you live where Dusk? What does your husband work for?"

When I talk about my husband, it feels like my tongue is mute. Especially considering the clash of Mas Reza earlier really makes me more lazy when talking about this husband.

"I live in Kodim Army Mas. Coincidentally my husband's Army Navy." My answer. Everyone's proud to be Mother Persib, but not me. Because that title isn't really mine.

"Wahhh great. Persib dong's mother." Goda. She doesn't know if I'm Persib's failed mother.

"Where do you live?"

"I live in Tanjung Pura Ja. Same with parents." The answer is "Finished college directly work here." Said later.

"Yes Mas. Cren can work in the book publishing section." My praise.

"Nor. It's called work, nothing's good." I concur. Any work must be tired.

"I think I want to leave, because it's late afternoon." I stood up and put my phone in my bag.

"Yes Ja. I called again the contract issue." He also stood up to put the laptop in his bag.

I walked out of the cafe. It feels so lazy to go back home. Especially having to watch the intimacy of Mas Reza and Mbak Siska.

I walked down the sidewalk. The streets this afternoon are pretty crowded. Pontianak this afternoon before night will indeed be jammed prolonged because people who come home from work will fill the streets. Pontianak is not much different from Jakarta who likes to get stuck. I don't like this traffic jam at all.

"Did I tell Mas Donny and Mas Dicky all about my domestic problems? Good time they have a solution." Mumbles.

Mas Donny and Mas Dicky are my half-sisters who also live in this Pontianak city. Although we are not blood but they care enough for me even though they rarely meet. Because they are both busy at work.

Mas Donny worked as a consultant on bridge construction, buildings and road projects. He did not settle down and sometimes moved places, until now he was not married because he was too busy with his work.

Mas Dicky was a teacher. Mas Dicky is smart besides he is also firmly not surprised if he gets a scholarship while sitting on the college bench until he can complete his S2 education. She is also unmarried but already has a doctor.

I ride an online motorcycle. However I avoided the house is still the place where I go home most comfortably. Want me tired with the attitude of my husband and his new wife still can not change the atmosphere of the house that I have lived in for approximately seven years.

"Just home?" Reza was standing at the door. I'm surprised he's such a restraint, he's not aware of his own behavior.

"Yes, it's." My answer. I don't want to fight.

"Where are you from?" He looked at me with a full glance.

"Meet a friend." Answer me

Mas Reza looked silent and thought for a moment. I wonder why he's at home? Usually busy too.

"Ja." Ja." Call her.

"Why Mas?" My forehead wrinkled in wonder.

"Besok Mas there is a one-month service to Papua and Siska is also a night service for a month. I'd like to leave Queen with you." His words were calm and relaxed without sin.

I smiled cynically "Why not tell Mom to be with Santi. I'm busy." Although I am a kind woman, I also have pride.

"Mom's busy taking care of Dad. Santi is busy in college. You have no work at home. So you take care of the Queen."

Seriate.......