WHEN LOVE IS TESTED
Jealous

“Aaaawwww..” I grimaced, clutching my stomach.

“Jan, you why??” tanya Bagas crouched down, trying to check my situation.

“A I'm not a anything“ I answered stammered, the pain was spreading.

‘Are you angry, because I met Mom's past??? Ck, you're a real defender of your father‘ I stroked my stomach, hoping that this pain would lessen, but in fact this pain, it's becoming more and more.

“Jan, you rest first there ya“ Bagas show you a seat on the roadside.

“Ti no, I'm fine“ replied me while

squeezing my stomach.

“Jan, your face is so pale, you sit first ya“ Bagas try to lead me to follow in his footsteps.

Ah .. why does my head feel like it's spinning

a firefly?? My body feels weak, this pain is so gripping.

“Ahhh ..” I sat back down, it felt like I couldn't afford it.

“Jan, I hold ya“ Bagas extend his hand.

“Ti no, I can myself“ I answered stammered while trying to get up.

‘Yes Allah, protect me and my son, I beg‘ I recite all do’a in my heart, I am really afraid of losing my son again suddenly.

“Ya already, you go first Jan“ order Bagas.

“Baik“ limped, I tried to walk, until I arrived at a chair, on the side of the road, covered by a shady tree.

I sat myself down, I felt every pain that ran through my stomach area, I closed my eyes, then started to catch my breath slowly, the pain gradually lessened, I opened my eyes again, I

look Bagas is watching me.

“You okay Jan??” tanyanya looked worried.

“Hmh, I'm fine“ I replied as I wiped the sweat, which was already running down my forehead.

“You are now happy Jan, with your husband now, and in addition soon you will have a child“ Bagas open the conversation.

I smiled, “Alhamdulillah“ I replied with a lowered head.

“Pardon all my mistakes huh Jan“ Bagas looked at me deeply, and I immediately looked away.

“Sama-sama, forgive all my mistakes also“ I replied.

“Mas Bagas still works where it used to be?” I asked all of a sudden, I just wanted to get rid of the awkwardness between us. Well, yeah,

ex-wife meets ex-husband, after a long time with clearly different circumstances.

“No, I'm already in PHK“ he replied, while

looking down, there was a gurgle of sadness in his eyes.

“Innalillahi, who is patient Mas“ I know, it will be hard for Bagas if he does not have a job at all, given the condition of his family, which always undermines his life.

“Thank you Jan“ He smiled, ah .. If you always smiled like this to me.

“Sama-sama, then what is the activity of Mas Bagas now?” ask again.

“Nothing, I'm just so unemployed“ answers sluggish.

“Not trying to find another job??”

“No, I've no passion for life anymore Jan, parting with you makes my world destroyed“

The deg!!

Bagas' expression was truly beyond belief, wasn't he just a quiet, cold, and stiff husband?? Now that he had dared to express his taste, what a great progress. So thought.

“Do not do so, it might be good if Mas Bagas looking for a companion again“ my proposal, there is a sense of pity that infiltrates in my heart, however Bagas was once a part of my life, even the mistakes he made were not an absolute hundred percent of his mistakes, in contrast to Faisal

changed completely, from a director, to a hawker, with a very changed body shape, but not with Bagas, he still remains the same, his appearance, the structure of his body, just a different one, but not with Bagas, he's talking a lot now.

“I hope like that, but unfortunately I can't, even though I've tried“ he replied.

“You haven't changed much huh Jan“ He's looking at me.

“He, maybe“ I replied raising my shoulders.

“And my heart for you has not changed, I still love you so much, as it used to be when we were still with“

The deg!

Again, Bagas' answer left me stunned.

‘Isn't Mas Bagas same-sex enthusiasts?? Why did he say he could love me??’ my heart rages, filled with questions.

“Don't put on such an astonished face, there are many things that you don't know, until I have to take you off“ Bagas looks at me more deeply, immediately I turn my face away.

“Maaf“ answered me while looking down.

Talked a lot with Bagas, for some reason? But all of a sudden, the pain gradually lessened, then started to disappear, am I comfortable near Bagas now??.

“Astagfirullah“ many times I rubbed my face.

“Bu, sorry, I told us to go home“ immediately suddenly Mr. Anto was standing next to me.

“Ah, yes, sorry sir, have been waiting for a long“ I smiled at Mr. Anto, there is a difficult face outline in there.

“Mas, sorry I have to go home first“ my goodbye to Bagas.

“Jan, can I ask for your mobile number?? I hope we can establish friendship with well“ pinta Bagas, I smile, then I give my mobile number, I don't know .. but Bagas aside from him is my ex-husband, I'm giving you my phone number, he is also my relative. This friendship was broken, just because our marriage bond was broken. I don't want, in my hard times, to hold much grudge and hatred.

After saying goodbye, I walked towards the car, Anto opened the car door, then I entered into it.

The deg!

"Anwar? Since when are you here??” I stammered, when I saw, it turns out Anwar was sitting with a cross right in

beside me.

“Since your ax is related to your ex-husband?” without looking at me, I fell silent, he misunderstood.

Mr. Anto fell silent, then ran his car slowly, as if understanding, the hot atmosphere that was happening to us.

“A me, never associated with Bagas“ elakku mas, because that is the reality.

“Then, what was that??” tanyakanya.

“We accidentally met An“ I replied.

“O yes?? So this is your excuse, suddenly want to come to your son's grave??” anwar's voice was still high and firm.

“An, please don't misunderstand“ I'm trying to explain.

“I didn't misunderstand, I just believed what I saw, did you have to spread a smile on her?? Do you need to talk that much with her?” Anwar keeps introgasi me.

“An, please don't be like this, you misunderstand, everything is not like you see“ I'm starting to get annoyed with words

Anwar.

“O yes?? Do you think my eyes are broken?? Do you think now I have no eyes?!” the hardic.

Jealousy, in fact, that attitude is so scary if it happens to a man like Anwar, I can only be silent, while stroking my stomach, explaining the truth to people who are filled with emotions, he said, he'll waste his time and energy, he won't listen to me.

“Jan, are you now so can't talk?!!” jerk again.

“Can we talk if we have arrived home??” I asked to look at him, more precisely I was trying, because my stomach could not be compromised anymore, sick.

“Are you running out of excuses now?” ask again, with a pressing tone.

I remained silent, free to explain anything to Anwar right now, I bit my lower lip, enduring the pain that was already spreading in my stomach area.

My tears were shed on my cheeks, not only because of the pain of holding back the pain, but also because of the pain of holding back Anwar's accusation, he didn't trust me.

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