The tangled thread at my wedding
Chapter 07's

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I sat on the porch seat while waiting for my husband to come. These cheesy tears won't stop wetting my chubby cheeks.

I still hope what I saw yesterday wasn't Mas Reza, who knows it was just someone who looked like Mas Reza.

Why has my husband not come home yet? Where did my husband go? What the hell is going on with him out there?

"Where the hell is Mas? Why not go home? I panicked Mas. I'm worried." Again and again these tears were shed as if to indicate that I was seriously injured.

I stood sitting. Standing with a smart thing in my hand. Why is this heart so restless?

"Mas Reza's number remains inactive. God where my husband is." I bit my fingertips while thinking hard.

"I went to Mom's house. Who knows where Mas Reza is."

I went inside the house and picked up my bag and sweater. I have to see my in-laws maybe she knows where her son is? Was I wrong to look for my husband? I'm panicking. I was worried and I was scared, what I was afraid of actually happened. And what I saw yesterday was really Mas Reza. Why is it that every time I remember Mas Reza's dreamy smile on the woman holding the baby my heart is so painful and so painful? Is this how heartbreak feels?

I locked the door from outside. Then walk hastily out the fence. The average mess here has a fence as a barrier housing the unity.

My house-in-law is quite far from our mess. So I had to order an ojek online in order to get there. If you have to walk, it may take a long time.

"Mang Street." I got on the bike and put on my helmet.

"Yes Neng." The ojek mamang propelled his motor.

Until in front of my in-laws house I immediately went down and did not forget to pay the fare and return the helmet I was wearing.

"Thank You Mang."

"Just like Mang."

I took a long breath. Must be mentally prepared to face insults from my mother-in-law. Believe me after this I will be insulted to his contempt.

"You can Ja." I said cheering myself up while tightly holding my bag strap.

I stepped towards my in-laws house. God why my heart is beating so hard.

I entered with slow steps, as if I was facing death.

"Ib_." I instantly froze when I saw the scenery that instantly made my world collapse in an instant.

"Alley." Mas Reza's.

They, my husband's extended family, were joking around holding the little baby they were fighting over. My mother-in-law and sister-in-law looked very happy.

While near Mas Reza a beautiful woman sat sweetly and stuck while hugging the arms of Mas Reza. God why is it so sick?

"M-mas Reza." My tongue is frozen. Unable to make a move until no sound is heard there.

Everyone was silent in the room. My father-in-law looked at me with pity. Among all my husband's families. Only my father-in-law is the best and accepts me for who I am.

"Senja, let's sit down, son." Said the father-in-law of the house while smiling at his wrinkled face.

"Yes, Dad." Sounds as if they were impermeable. My body is shaking violently. I can feel my heart falling out of place.

All speechless. Reza was silent too. While the woman hugged Mas Reza aggressively. My mother and sister-in-law are still holding the baby while struggling.

"Alley." We both looked at each other.

"Za, obviously the same barren woman." Said Mom looking at me cynically "That's why if she was a girl it should be able to love her husband's child. Let the husband not marry another woman."

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My heart is hurting. Crushed and smashed into pieces. It's chipped and it's all broken like glass that won't be whole anymore.

"Mom". Dad shook his head "Let Reza explain. He has to take responsibility for his own actions." Saying Father.

My tears are pouring down hard. No matter who I cry in front of. I'm wounded. I'm really hurt. Can I get out of here? Why would a man I consider the defender of my life even hurt and betray me.

"S-dusk." He looked at me "I'm sorry."

"Say Me." I clenched my arms tightly trying to hold back the emotions that started to waver in my chest.

"Ja, honestly I want to be a dad. Sorry Mas secretly married behind you Siska. Maafin. You said you wanted to be a mother too, right Ja? So you can think of Queen as your own child. You can take care of him too Ja. We can both take care of him." And you know the expression Mas Reza explained that, he put on a face without sin and guilt.

I closed my eyes for a moment. Strive strong. My heart is hot and my eyes are red. The anger in my chest seemed to want to break. And what he said was taking care of him together and taking him like my own son. Does he know if that sentence really stepped on my pride.

"Didih, don't let Mas ntar Queen even like him again." Santi Tanggang.

"Ja, will you help me take care of Queen?" Again, Reza asked

I looked at Mas Reza. Disillusioned. Angrier. Mixing into one.

"Za, you're nothing you don't think of the feeling of twilight at all. Why did you ask Dusk to take care of that baby." Sergey my father-in-law.

I was silent with tears flowing just like that. Strengthen me God. This time only. I beg.

"There's nothing wrong. Dusk wants to have children." Answer the woman next to Mas Reza, Mas Reza's new wife.

I'm still quiet. I was just trying to strengthen my heart and mind so I could master my emotions. I can't be rash.

"Ja, why are you quiet?" Mas Reza asked, "Are you all right Ja?" His tone sounded panicked. Did he know that he made me hurt and broken?

"You're still asking Dusk why Za? It's amazing." Daddy's shaking his head "Ja, you better go home, son. Rest at home." Father said softly.

I nodded obediently. I should just go and calm my heart.

"Well, twilight pamphits." I crucified my Father-in-law's hand respectfully while peeping at the back of the middle-aged man's hand that I had considered my own.

"Ja, where are you going?" Reza was standing up to chase me.

"That's not something to think about. Let a barren woman let her go." Sergey Santi while sneering at me.

I walked out. I want to scream angry. I hate. I'm disappointed. I'm shattered.

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