Un - Break My Heart
27. The Unconsidered Wife

Mentari Pov

Destiny is playing with my life right now. My marriage, which I thought was where I ran from pain, was more painful. The man who had filled the depths of my heart most deeply loved the painful wound, and now I too must accept being an unregarded wife. Is that so bad of me? so that no one wants.

I circulated my gaze to look at every corner in this room, the room I occupied was also once occupied by my husband with other women. Sick? not as sick as when the person I love deliberately insulted me in front of his lover who is also my best friend, only I feel deceived, fooled by the good attitude of Mas Banu who looks very mature.

I will miss this place, this city. Especially in the quack trio who always exist to entertain me, only the three friends who became my friends during in Bandung. Even Mas Banu who is the reason I am here does not care at all about my existence. Great right?

Since I first came to this house, Mas Banu seems to have disliked it. He stayed at home only when my in-laws were still around. Mas Banu left me home alone, after he drove his parents home. I'm like a woman begging for love, pathetic. That's my.

Since the incident that night, Mas Banu never came home, there was no desire to solve the problem and give an explanation. Neither did he give any news to this day, as usual as if nothing had happened between us. Disappointed, of course I'm disappointed. As a woman I feel unappreciated at all, especially my current status as a wife of Mas Banu.

Regretted? Yes, I regret taking this match, but I will not dissolve in this bitterness. I am very grateful, can quickly find out the truth that Mas Banu hid, this way I can continue my dream, yes.

"Mbak Tari, we'll definitely miss out on Mbak Tari" Lola's voice pulled me from the daydream. I don't know when they were standing there, the three friends were already standing in front of the door of this room.

"Mbak Tari will miss you too" I said to Lola.

I pulled my travel bag that I had prepared since last night, but without asking permission Arya immediately took over my activities. This child is more mature than his age, of course, because he is the guardian of two beautiful girls in front of me.

"Thank you for wanting to be a friend of Mbak Tari while in Bandung. Don't forget you have an appointment to play after the exam. Ma'am Tari wait for news"

"Ready Ma'am, we will tell" Arya who answered while passing carrying my travel bag out of the room, might be taken directly to the car by him.

"Let's go, later miss the train" invited the Princess who I immediately agreed.

Now that I was on the way to the station, Lola was busy talking to Arya who occasionally also got the authorization from the Princess who was sitting next to me. Their friendship is so beautiful, it reminds me of those who hurt me.

I looked out the window, looking at the shops lined up all the way. Accidentally I saw the figure of Mas Banu coming down from the car, I continued to focus my eyes on the man who was my husband's status. Mas Banu walks into a jewelry store and disappears behind the door. Jewelry for whom? that woman? my brain is full of questions, but my eyes can't stop staring back where Mas Banu disappeared.

"Mbak Tari want to say goodbye?" The princess asked me, it seems she knows what concerns me. I quickly shook my head, refusing was my answer. As a wife I sinned away without saying goodbye, but here I am a neglected wife so it is not wrong if I go without saying goodbye is not it? because I don't think he'll care where I go.

"Pamit to whom? Banu Om? No need, such a husband need not be respected" Arya asked, but she quickly answered herself. From the way he spoke, I knew that the young man was very disappointed in Mas Banu whom he had known very courteous and kind all along.

Me and the Princess just kept quiet, there was no desire from me and also the Princess to respond to Arya's words, who was clearly in a state of anger. The atmosphere in the car was instantly cold, none of us were talking. The four of us were busy with their own thoughts, just the sound of music coming from the radio that Lola had turned on.

"I've let go now

The love I was proud of

It wasn't your fault

I knew

You're not for me"

It was Arya who sang Afgan's song with the title 'already', as the broadcaster said. Unexpectedly it turns out his voice is okay also "Arya, your voice turned out to be very good yes" my praise is sincere, the young man just smiled. "But it seems to be an air of feelings" my god, and sure enough he did not argue.

Without feeling the car driven by Arya is perfectly parked in the parking area of the station. The three of them took me to the departure gate.

I hugged Princess and Lola together, long enough we did this. We did not know for long, but the problems I faced made them become as close as I am now.

"Hem" Arya cleared her throat to distract us, she did not embrace me and just stood looking at us.

"Can I hug you?" asked Arya who immediately got a rejection from me, Princess and Lola.

"Akhh you guys are evil" Arya annoyed while ruffling her hair made me and the others laugh who have now let go of our embrace.

"Dance Master don't forget, prepare all the files requested by Sister Rhine" said the Princess.

I nodded in agreement, but I saw that there was a look of dislike from Arya. Wh why?

"Of course, Mbak Tari will not forget Put. Thank you for giving way for Mbak Tari to achieve the dream" I re-hugged the Princess, my concern about continuing education abroad was responded well by the Princess, which finally led me to continue in the Netherlands with him.

One day after the incident that night, Arya, Princess and Lola visited me. The three of them just wanted to make sure I was okay, more attention for people who just knew. But at that time I accidentally told my wish to continue my education abroad. In addition to seeking the experience of living in a country of people, I also want to prove something to someone who has degraded me.

"Together Sister, the failure at this time is not to hinder our future" replied the Princess who immediately got a nod of agreement from me. The princess was young, but every time she spoke was like an adult.

I entered the station, ready to leave Bandung and return to Jogja. Yes, my destination, which for almost four years became the second city I occupied. I deliberately did not go home to my parents, let Mas Banu explain and solve everything.

He did it for him who was responsible.

I chuckle myself menggajahasa that, very suitable for Mas Banu, yes let him be responsible for the mistakes he did.

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