You Forgot Me Your Queen
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I called my subscription repairman, because it turned out that my washing machine couldn't be used this morning. Because after I checked the cable like it was bitten by a rat.

"You really want Kal? " ask Mas Ardi, as I call him, I know him because he was the father-in-law of my best friend, he is a polite person and appreciates women so much in my opinion, because it is seen from how he speaks, he said, always looking down without looking at the interlocutor.

"The washing machine is Mas, the cable is in the bite of a rat deh." I told him, explaining my complaint.

"Oh yaudah, I tried to check first." he replied, then checked my washing machine.

"Oh yes this is the cable Kal, I actually in front ya. "he continued, while asking permission to fix it in front of my house, he continued, maybe because he was afraid there would be slander if we were alone in the house. I nodded and smiled at him.

"Yes please Mas, later I anterin drink ahead yes, I make it first, " said I.

He simply responded to me with a polite nod and passed away leaving me.

Then I stepped into the kitchen to make him some coffee.

When I was about to take the glass out of the blue, my hand felt limp, and...

Prankk!!!

Astagfirullah. I call God's asthma. What's the matter?

My heart suddenly felt restless and unsettled, but what was the reason? Does this have anything to do with Mas Hendri?

The glass I took broke, splattered like my heart now. I tried to pick up the shards of the glass, and it did not feel as if the feet were bleeding because they were hit by the shard. But everything is nothing, compared to the heartache I am feeling.

I went back to get another glass, and started making coffee for Mas Ardi. Not to forget also I took a biscuit in the fridge for a snack that will accompany the man to work.

After the coffee was finished, I went out to serve it for Ardi mas.

"Mas here is coffee the same as biscuits." I said to him while putting coffee and biscuits on the table, then he just nodded his head in agreement with my words.

"Something needs to be replaced? " take a ask to him.

He stayed focused on what he was doing, without looking at me he explained what he had to replace and what he was improving at the moment.

Cring... Crates

I heard my phone ringing so loud, I went in and looked for my phone in the room.

After I found her, I saw a missed call and 2 messages from my husband. Heuh husband? I feel reluctant to call her again like that.

I opened the message from him so lazily, I cradled for a while, then I read it at last.

Photo: Two people showing off their wedding rings.

Duarrr....

"Yetoooooo."

Like being struck by lightning in a hole, my body staggered back and hit the wall, I screamed in my room, I didn't care if people would hear my voice or not, clearly my heart is really hurt by the message I read, even though I told her to marry the woman. But my heart, my heart still hurts, my heart does not accept, that my husband is now a double, and shares his love with him.

"What is my lack anyway? What hahhh?? hiks, hyx "

Again I ask myself that, I tried to be perfect, but why? Why are you even two? Why are you so stupid as to choose him, and be tempted by him, why? What's my fault? What is my fault Mas?

The feeling of tightness began to squeeze my chest back. Is this the punishment for all my sins? Or a rebuke for my errors?

Mas Ardi came up to me, just like him because my screams were heard to his ears.

"Why Kal." she asked looking nervous and confused.

Instead of answering my mouth, I continued to scatter and scream that pain would continue to gnaw at my heart. The longer the pain becomes.

He calmed me down, but I was like a man of stinginess so knowing this fast my husband married that demonic woman.

Maybe if it wasn't a man like Mas Ardi beside me, they would willingly hug me to calm my anger, but he didn't. He only patted me on the shoulder a few times and asked me to be sincere and ask God for forgiveness.

"O Allah forgive the servant, forgive the servant who blames your destiny, forgive the servant who complains too much, forgive him. "

I kept hugging my place, feeling a deep sense of heartache. And it seems that only I feel this, while my husband? He must be having fun right now. Mas Ardi came out and brought me back some water to drink to make me calmer. After that he left and left me alone in this room.

No tiredness my eyes continue to drain the water that is now meaningless, my longing now turns to hate, and the love that was once so beautiful is now turned to sorrow. Sweet words, now turned bitter like bile that forced into my throat.

I wanted to give up, but given the twinkle of my baby's eyes that needed Dad's figure, my mind again convinced me to hold on, to be a force for my trust that has been torn apart by betrayal. As for the pain that I feel I must now bury deeply, let alone, I must give in, I sacrifice my short life, for the future of my very long-term baby .

"Stay be the strength of Nda yes dear. "my light when I start to fall asleep because so tired of draining tears that continue to flow is no stop.

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