Tone of Nara
CHAPTER 7 July The Actor (part 2)

After meeting with a client who turned out to be in a hurry, came just for the signature without asking much, I decided for a moment to enjoy the coffee in front of me. Since the incident on the bus at that time, Sandra forced me to have a secret account that was periodically filled in so that I could use it for my personal needs. Including buying coffee at the cafe as it is today. I spread my eyes across the restaurant. My gaze wafts at a woman who is busy examining the pile of papers in her hands.

“July,” I said slowly mentioning the woman's name.  I watched him from far away. My feelings at the time were uncertain. She's so pretty.  Her body was very beautiful and her clothes were very harmonious in her body. I saw my own big, shapeless, sweaty self. I'm not comparable to him. But she's a woman. I feel she's an honorable woman. Maybe he didn't know Pradipta was married. I should be able to maintain my marriage by telling you who Pradipta is, and who I am. I'm sure all women are soft-hearted and kind, and won't hurt another woman. I convinced myself to talk to him and approach him.

“Hai, good afternoon. It's July, right?” I said kindly, restraining all the turbulent emotions on my face. He looked up his head while smiling. But only for a moment. That smile instantly disappeared as I stared at my face. He replaced his friendly gaze with a sharp look, looking at me from top to bottom. After that she laughed a little. Maybe I felt too much, but I felt like he was laughing at me. More precisely laugh at my body shape and appearance.

“Yes, right I'm July. What's up?” he said coldly without replying to my hand that wanted to regret it. I pulled my hand slowly and sat in front of him. Alright, it seems like I should get this over with immediately, as I see that he is uncomfortable with my presence.

“I Nada. I think you know Pradipta. I'm the wife of the Pradipta you know,” I said slowly

doubtfully.

“Ha.. ha.. ha.. pede also yes you. I used to feel sorry for you, but now, I feel sorry for my fiance who stuck with you eight years ago,” he said mocking me. Loh, does he know me? He knows that Pradipta has been married 8 years to me?

“I know who you are.,” said July while observing the diamond ring in his hand.

 “Oh yes, you need to know, we are engaged. He gave me this diamond ring. While you? Oh yes I lipa, you who bought her wedding ring yes, pity it. wife who was never considered and touched. Or don't don't you also still a virgin and never touched your husband?” taunt the woman. My face is of what color. I felt humiliated and devastated hearing everything he said. I

speechless and unable to reply to his words.  No. I can't give up, my ass.

“July, you are a great and beautiful woman. You can still get any man better than Pradipta. And I only have Pradipta. Please leave my husband,” I said pleading with tears on my cheeks.

“I know that you are crazy about my fiance. But I suggest you, buy a big mirror, and then figure out who you are. So that you realize that you are not worthy to accompany a CEO like Pradipta. You're just a big fart bundle that humiliates Pradipta. Ah already. You better go home and never bother me or Pradipta.  Be aware of yourself a little so that you are not humiliated. He will never acknowledge you as his wife,” he said again standing up, preparing to leave me.

“July, Pradipta is my husband, we have been married 8 years. Aren't you ashamed to be an actor,” my shout that attracts the attention of the visitors. Juli looks panicked. He immediately looked around and seemed to realize all eyes were looking at us.

“Hai, you fat lady who doesn't know herself. Be aware of who you are, do not make slanders on me, he said as he shaped my hand, and pulled it. He then dropped so I was interested and fell on him. Meanwhile, Juli's head stumbled on the chair beside her. Juli screamed loudly.

“What you do. Why are you attacking me? AUCHHH, help! This woman is crazy!” her hysterical screams confused me. I didn't do anything, why was he screaming?

Then came a man in the style of wood and a man with a large body. My body was immediately withdrawn

coarse. The other one hugged a hysterical Juli in pain.

“What are you doing in July? You have to take responsibility. You have to take Juli to the hospital and then

we'll report you to the police for celebrity assault. I'm Juli's manager. Bring him !” said the woody man harshly. He then asked one more bodyguard to carry Juli. We went to MMC Hospital in brass.

At the hospital, Juli immediately received treatment. I don't know if I don't know. Meanwhile the man who claimed to be Juli's manager kept raving about reporting me and the prison. My body shivered at the thought of me going to jail for assault charges in July. According to her manager, Juli was severe enough that I could be charged with a layered clause. Then, I also had to pay for all the July medical expenses including plastic surgery that had to be done due to a scratch on her forehead. According to her manager, the operation needed to be done considering that Juli had to keep her face as an artist. Did ya?

“Tone..” Before long, I had a familiar voice calling me who was silent in fear.

“Mas Pradipta,” I said wide. I got up and hit him. I hugged him tightly no matter what anyone said. My husband just stood stiff after managing to balance himself which almost fell because of my actions earlier. I sip the scent of his body that I miss so much. The fragrance that always calms me.

“You got a tone? Why attack July? Can't talk well?” he said with a loud bang. I looked at him in wonder. I just don't realize she's been away from me.

“I don't...” I said stammered half a whisper but immediately cut it.

“Ahh. Shut up you are here,” he said as he approached manager July. “Joy, How about July?”

“There's inside mas. Last July asked me to take care of this woman and dragged her to the police station with the assault on her haters,” said the man called Joy.

“Already, do not extend. It will be a boomerang. She's my wife. Leave him to me, and accompany Juli. I'll be there, ok!” pradipta said firmly. The pradipta has changed. He is not my gentle and caring Prefect. He's been really great. And what did he say? His wife? Ah pleased. Tuh, right, right. Him

still love me. The proof is that he admits I am his wife in front of other people. My heart is beating full of happiness. My stomach was tickled by thousands of butterflies flying. I smiled happily looking at Pradipta with full adoration.

“Tone,” I have a softened Pradipta voice looking at me. Ah, husband. Miss you. Curse hands

The Pradipta which he later released. “Do not here. Unpleasant. It's a hospital. We're talking in the park there.”I was so happy, I could only follow him from behind.

“Tone, we have to talk. I hope you will listen and understand. Don't act out that would make me and you ashamed, understand?” he said softly after we got to a park bench. The situation there is very quiet. There's just the two of us. Pradipta sat me on the bench and he sat next to me. I held my hand, and looked into my eyes. Oh my God, I lost my breath

treated like this. My common sense drifted somewhere. A big smile has graced my heart. I saw my husband breathing and shuddering. Maybe he can't stand the angina in this park. There's no way he's shuddering because of me.  Ah, never mind, not important. I need to know why he's here without telling me.

“Mas, you home? Why not go home and live in an apartment?” my many.

rantang my food left behind in his apartment.

“Iya, I got word of you there, so I want to surprise you,” I said slowly.

“Then?” tanyakanya. His voice was no longer soft. But it's cold and flat. Her face also turned cold looking at me. ”You saw me with July?” Ask. I'm nodding. The shadow of them both in the apartment again ambushed me, making the chest tight again attacked. My tears came back without me holding back.

“CK, don't cry. Don't embarrass yourself. Your ordinary face is already embarrassing, especially with tears and mascara that splattered. Nasty,” my husband said coldly. My heart feels pierced and painful. But I have to fight for it. I can't give up, whatever it is, right?

“Mas, why? We've been married 8 years. Why it has to be like this. Go home and I'll forget everything I saw. You are now working in Jakarta. Go home. I promise, I will try to change. I will be a good wife to you. I will support you and take care of your family, our family. Go home, I forgive you and assume nothing happened,” I said. I saw my husband take a deep breath and stand up. He slightly moved away from me and looked at me with a look of pity. Ah I don't know, maybe I misinterpreted her gaze. But I hate being pitied.

“Nada, I've done enough for you and your parents these eight years. I'm a normal normal guy Nada. I need to be satisfied normally without stimulants and alcohol when touching my wife. I need to have an *** relationship without feeling disgusted and want to vomit. I need to love and be loved without disgust and be forced,” said

the man who has held the title of my husband for eight years. Wait a minute, what did he say? Did I hear wrong?

“You mean? Aky misheard right?” I said.

“I don't think so. You heard what I said. I only touched you twice because of the husband's obligation.

It was also with fear before, with nausea and disgust before and after. I have to use stimulant medicine so that my junior can stand up and satisfy you, half-conscious. And having to imagine someone else. I can't anymore,” said Pradipta like a big bomb hit me.

“So Tone, we better end it all. I'll divorce you from now on. Go home. We'll take care of everything at home. I take care of the business here,” said Pradipta as he put his wedding ring in my hand. The cold ring woke me up.

“No Pradipta. You will never be able to divorce me. Remember your agreement with papa. If you divorce me, then you must return everything and get out of the house without carrying anything even the clothes on your body and your family,” I said threateningly. I don't know, this is my last attempt to keep him. Pradipta fell silent and looked at me in disbelief. Before he said anything the phone in his pants rang. He immediately replied while my furniture.

“Halo bu,” said. Oh call from his mother apparently. So I know Pradipta mas in Jakarta. You know Pradipta's new number? Why didn't he say anything?

“What? Viral if Juli is attacked by a fat woman?  Pipit and Prita said, July is okay.  I'm in the hospital now with Nada. Yes it is him. July is fine. Later I will be with him after this,” said mas Pradipta. My mother and two sisters-in-law know about Juli?

“No need lebay. You will go to the apartment. I'll keep Juli until you guys come. I'm done

the Tone business first. Okay, I close first yes so that I can immediately see the state of July,” said Pradipta menenagankan mother and her two sisters who seemed to preach the state of July. They're more worried about Juli than me? It even seems they didn't ask me how I was.

“You don't know yourself Nada. You are the best at embarrassing yourself. See, the video of your attack on July has gone viral. Aren't you ashamed?” said pradipta exasperated, after saving his phone nailed.

“But I didn't do anything,” I said trying to defend myself.

“Already, see the video itself. disosmed who said the famous artist, July, got an attack from a fat woman who envied him. There you seem to be pushing, attacking, and pinning down July. You are nicknamed the extreme Hater of an artist because you envy her beauty. I don't have time to serve you. I gotta

calm and take care of Juli. You go home now. Later we will talk again, “ Pradipta said as he passed away leaving me. He didn't even give me the opportunity to talk. The moment I realized, he had already disappeared from my sight. I also came home with a broken heart.

***

 When I got home, I decided to take a shower and prepare dinner. Maybe my husband will come home like he said. So I better get her favorite dinner ready. Right after all

done, I saw my mother and two sisters-in-law appear in the dining room.

“Tone, why cook so much. I'm not going home mini mala. Prita and Pipit are on a diet. It's wastefulness. You want to spend all this? You are crazy yes, the body is that big still greedy like a pig,” said the mother while glaring at me. Sick? Aye! But there is something more important to discuss.

“Mas Pradipta is already in Jakarta. Who knows he'll be home mini mala,” I said slowly. Those three eyes were staring at me.

“Why? You already know that Pradipta mas already in Jakarta?” I said look at them. Mother was confused. Pipit and Prita looked at each other and were silent.

“Why silence? Why don't you tell me. You even know his new phone number and didn't tell me?

You know Pradipta has come home and is living in an apartment. You know that Pradipta mas is engaged to Juli right?” I asked while holding back tears.

“It is already if you already know,” said mother finally.

“Already? What mother mean? I'm still mom's wife. I'm mom's daughter-in-law,” I said.

“Iya, unwanted wife,” sighs mother slowly as if hoping not to hear.

“Ah is Nada, no need to be more. Let's say your sister married July. It's still good that you don't divorce you and you can stay with us here. Any man who would make you a wife other than my brother. So yes, accept it. What matters is that you are not a fat widow. If you want to accept it and just shut up, let Juli be the legal wife who beat Big Brother out there, you can still be here anyway,” said Prita with a cynical smile. Really, it hurts a lot. It hurts so much that all my body is stiff I can't deliver for a very long time. I just sat there until I didn't realize that the three people who had insulted me had finished eating and disappeared into their room. Me? Staying here mourning my own fate. Because that night Pradipta did not come home.