You Forgot Me Your Queen
The world is dark again

Sela POV

Since I worked, I kept coming home late at night. And day is my time to rest. Actually I was afraid if mas Hendri knew or even was suspicious of the work I was in. My dirty work, the dark world I left a few months ago, has now ensnared me. I always tell mas Hendri, if I work in a cafe as a part-time employee, I do not dare at all if I have to say honestly, what kind of beat me later by my husband? But in retrospect, it would be more dangerous if I did not work, I could not be fed and continue to be left hungry, because surely Hendri mas will not give me any mercy. I was forced to take this job because Hendri forced me to work quickly, that night I remembered Hendri was so cruel he told me not to go home before I found a job. Be I give up on the situation.

Want me to run away and run away then, but with what? Even I have no one but Hendri mas, because my mother is also a pimp who has the heart to sell her own biological daughter, when I just entered adolescence, when I was just a teenager, the age at which a woman is fully educated and cared for by her family. I don't know where he is now. What's the condition like? Still alive or I don't know. Finally with a unanimous determination, I entered a club that night, with a capital of a beautiful body and a fairly adequate level, I ventured to apply to be one of the p*s*k there. Yes, that's the only job I can get, the one I've been loyal to until now, and I don't know when.

And during his stay in the rented house with my husband, Mas Hendri never treated me well, even when the fog of lust came, mas Hendri raised me violently, and, there was no warming at all.

It hurt, not only my organs, but my heart also broke to feel how cruel the treatment of Hendri mas to me. I wanted to hate him, but it turned out that my heart could not lie, even though Hendri was never good again, my heart still belongs to him. My heart has fallen as a fall.

Puk!

One pat on the shoulder broke my daydream. I looked back, it was my colleague. The woman with the look of ayu, but dirty just like me.

"You're called Mr. William." He said, and I replied with a faint smile, and quickly stepped into the usual place I found the old, yet dashing, man. Mr. William is my subscription since I was first accepted to work here, he said my service was very satisfying. Until he did not hesitate to give me a lot of money, but the money was always seized by Hendri mas under the pretext of saving, so that he could build his business again. You idiot! Yes, only that one word is appropriate for you to shout in my ear. This heart ceaselessly melted, although inversely proportional to the treatment of Hendri mas to me.

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POV Calia

The more days I got closer to Rama, the comfort began to creep deep into my heart. This is the story, I can't possibly not fall in love. It even seems like my children have fallen in love first with that man. Reyhan always asked on the phone is a good om that's the nickname for the Rama of my two children. And strangely, why is it that Rama was never busy to serve two children who always wanted to know it. To make my heart warm again, rippling strangely with his attitude that is always attentive, never even angry at two of my children who are not his. And still someone else, don't you think?

I once mentioned about Hendri mas to Reyhan, because if May, my little daughter must be just beards. My son did not bother me at all, he continued to tell me about his school, about the zoo he visited with Rama, or about the new taste in the chicken restaurant that they often stop by.

I'm happy, Reyhan is no longer dissolved in sadness, but I also have to remember them, right? If they both still have the figure of a biological father that they must respect, as their filial form. Because after all, it was Hendrilah who made them exist in the world. I don't want to

, my tears that are often seen by Reyhan will become a barrier between Reyhan and May to love her father, with the word piling up resentment since they were early ages.

Kringg... Kringg...

The phone rang loudly, I was accompanying Reyhan to study, immediately took my phone that I put on the bed, precisely next to May who was playing dolls.

"Sister, you pick up the phone for a second, yeah." My permission was on the elder, and Reyhan nodded in agreement. I avoided those two boys.

Mas Hendri's.

I no longer call him my husband. Except for Hendri, a man who fathered my children.

I swiped the screen to pick up the phone from him, but Reyhan and May were still awake.

"Hallo assalamualaikum?" I say hello with a greeting. There's a pause, I don't know what he's doing. Then he answered my greetings with a cheerful tone. Looks like he's happy.

"What's wrong?" I asked in a normal tone. I don't want to run anymore. Hehe it's all over.

"Kal, tomorrow I want to play at home well, I have free time." The reply, I was silent to take a moment, tomorrow also mas Rama will take the children away. How'this? Do I accept Hendri mas and cancel the plan to go with Rama mas only well? Kalo mas Rama has often played at home. Hendri has never been. But what if Reyhan and May are disappointed?

"Kal?" call Hendri to make my brain work stop for a moment.

"Oh yeah, what time do you want to meet the kids?" I better ask the time first, so as not to clash. That way I don't have to cancel the plan to go with Rama. They can also meet their children with their fathers.

"Eum may be around 4 pm Kal, when you just go home from the store. And I'm there not only to see Rey and May, but I also want to see you." The answer, I again feel bad, if mas Hendri again mention about me. I just want him to meet the kids, not me.

"Eeuu's... Yasudah then, I will tell Reyhan and May if you want to come. I'm closing, assalamualaikum?" Immediately I swiped the red icon to disconnect the call. I don't want to linger talking to him if it's something else he's talking about.

Because you're just a story of my past that I've kept tight shut, and it's impossible for me to reopen. There was no hatred, but the scratch still remained imprinted in this heart.

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