Two Traitors
Eps. 26 EQUALLY LOVED

Pov Erni

After finishing tidying up all the items that will be taken home from the hospital. I went back to Farid, who was still sitting on the couch, and then I slowly helped him to get up from his seat, helping him to walk to the wheelchair I was carrying.

It was not difficult when he helped her to duffuk, because Farid was only injured in the face, so he was not disturbed when walking and riding into a wheelchair.

After Farid felt comfortable sitting on the chair, I slowly pushed him out of the hospital room, leaving the room we had been in for two nights, to the hospital parking lot where my car is parked there.

Arriving near the car, I also helped Farid to get into my car. After he sat down, I quickly returned the wheelchair to the storage area, then ran towards the steering wheel door.

"Where to go?" I asked the same man who was staring at the windshield of the car.

"Yes, go home!" farid replied sighing, then he looked at me with a smile.

"Cirain's going to my house?"

"No, if I go to your house, then we both can't rest.want to keep repeating last night in the hospital room." Farid replied reminding me where last night we had such an amazing relationship. He always impressed me with what he did, even a week ago he dared to ask for his ration, at my house when Arfan was playing Playstation in his work room.

Heard the farid talk like just now. I just held a smile, then focused my gaze towards the front, after my car turned on, slowly my car drove away, out of the hospital to Farid's house.

On the way home there is nothing we discussed, we only chat lightly only, only for saturated repellents, when faced with the traffic jam of Jakarta City.

45 Minutes passed. Finally I arrived at one of the houses that was not so magnificent, but comparable to the houses in the complex.

I went down to open the door, because Farid's parents' house was different from my husband Arfan's mother's house, which had a security guard at her house, so when I wanted to park the car inside the farid house. I had to work my way down like now, but that's okay, because I enjoy the moments of being with the handsome guy next to me.

After opening the door, I returned to the car, continuing my intention to park my car in the yard of Farid's parents' house.

After my car was parked perfectly, I opened the car door, helped farid so he could get out safely and then took him to walk into the house.

"Good yeah! you're playing with girls, while your parents are here, you leave your own." A warm welcome was given by an old man, when he saw Farid and I entered his house.

"Sorry Sir! It's not that I don't remember coming home, but that I was hit by a disaster." Farid told a lie, hiding the real thing.

"Huh! your reasons are rotten, son! here's where the money eats for you." said the man ignored Farid's explanation, quickly he approached us both.

"I haven't taken any money sir, just hospital care Erni, who paid!" said Farid who looked at meu towards the man called father.

"Aja by the way! you don't want to share your money with your father! You stingy! Remember yes Farid, you can be like now, can work in a big company, with a high salary.it is the result of your father's sweat This, who is willing to work hard, so you are successful as now." gerutu Farid's father brought up his struggle.

"Really Sir! Farid just got in an accident, Farid hasn't had time to take the money." Farid mengiba.

Seeing their heated argument, I immediately took the wallet in the bag and took some red notes to give to Farid's father.

"Well like this! example of this woman! even though he's not a father's son, he's not as stingy as you." Obviously Mr. Farid while taking my money.

"Thank you for this! I'll change it!" said Farid while staring at me.

"Huh! don't hear the Bulset guy and stingy like him. Oh yes, if it's not your fault the wife of Arfan right? that Aisha's son!" asked Mr. Farid, even though we have been friends with his son for a long time. But my husband and I rarely go to Farid's house, because this is how his family's condition is, so that anyone who visits Farid's house will not feel comfortable when they have to visit for a long time.

I just smiled bitterly.A reply to the words of the old man who passed away towards the exit, then there was the sound of the roar of the motor leaving the house.

"I'm sorry, my dear!" said Farid as he asked me, To take him to his room.

"It's okay maybe now he feels dizzy, because since your mother left him, he has no close friends." I calmed down my friend and lover a little.

"Patiently yes! Try to talk to your father later, follow his will. Who knows, with such a heart he can be broken." I give advice, so that the muddle between the son and the father can be resolved.

"Everything! I talked to the father.he wants to open a business selling in the market, but until now I have not been able to realize the demand.My salary you know is also not much, continue to add other needs. so that the plan is delayed, and I don't know when, I can make the request happen."

"How much capital is needed?"

"according to him, at least about 500 million. enough to make rent a stall, and buy goods that Iya want to sell, for initial capital."

Hearing the information from Farid, I took my phone, then opened the Mobile Banking application, to send money that Farid just mentioned. Because for me such money is nothing, the profits of the shareholders in my husband's company, as well as the salary of my husband who was divided in two, so that my savings money did not appear to be reduced, even if it was taken with the amount mentioned.

"What do you want?" asked Farid while looking curiously at me.

"No! check your account balance!" I cried while putting the phone back in the bag.

"Geez! you're very good, even though the hospital money, I haven't changed. Now you've sent money again?" said Farid while bowing his gaze, Maybe he feels ashamed for all my kindness. It is usually men who sacrifice for women.

"I hope you use the money as you say, and do not mind much, because Now I have no one, except you" I said honestly, while sitting next to him.

"One more time! thank you, Mr. My daughter."

"Yes together! now you rest, I want to go home first, later do not forget you eat and rest enough! So that you quickly pulsate"

Before leaving, do not forget our lips meet each other express love each other, like people who want to go long. After that, I say goodbye to leaving Farid's house, to my house which is still in the final completion stage, but according to the recognition of the project foreman, the house can already be occupied safely.

30 Minutes passed, I finally arrived at the second-level house with a gate so high.although it had not been fully completed, the house looked very majestic, in accordance with my dream house.

After opening the gate, and parking my car in a carport beside the house, I walked slowly to the terrace of the house.My imagination returned when coming to check the construction of this house, I was waiting for the house, with my husband who knows where now.

My heart suddenly ached, when I remembered the journey of my Household relationship, with a man who loved me so much. But somehow my heart could not resist, when Farid my husband's best friend, asked me to accompany him.

I was in two very difficult choices, they all loved me equally, loved me so sincerely. So that I cannot choose one of them, and if it is permissible I want to have both.

"Where is your fan?" I said softly while opening the door.

The door of the house opened, I slowly went inside. I saw my things that were still piling up and messy, not yet arranged neatly. because yesterday when I asked people to move my things from my husband's house, I saw that my things were not, I only ask them to secure my goods, so as not to be exposed to rain or in the maling gondol.

I scanned all the rooms, which still looked disheveled. I let out a heavy sigh because when I wanted to occupy this house, I had to keep tidying it up first. The house is in the finishing stage and the workers are dismissed very suddenly, so when they leave do not have time to tidy up their workplace.

I took my phone, then pressed one of the numbers that were there.

"What's up, Mom?" ask the project foreman, who met me yesterday at the hospital. When he handed me the key to the door of this house.

"Can you come here now?" my door.

"Can, but sorry? where are you going, Mom?" ask the project foreman who sounds a little confused.

"Oh sorry! I am home again!" I explained

"Good, mom!I'll be here soon.

Taps! taps! tapas

I broke up the phone, then looked for a seat to rest my tired body, because two nights of sleep was not enough.