A Cup of Black Coffee

Chapter 24

The unexpected thing finally happened, when me and my fellow teacher also mas Azam was having lunch together, suddenly mas Ragil came along with his best friend, Hendi.

I never talked to Hendi, even the man only visited my residence a few times with mas Ragil because of a need.

Mas Ragil stared pushyly at us, nervous of course, I tried to be as calm as possible because I felt I was not making a mistake.

I don't want to introduce my husband to my colleagues.

It was up to Mas Azam's sentence at that time that made me crumble instantly.

She said she was getting married, her smile was perfect, as if she could not wait for her happy day to come.

My face suddenly stiffened, even for just a smile I couldn't.

When we finished lunch, I decided to go back with my friends.

Want to find out who the woman he had managed to hide.

If I knew who that woman was, I would have gotten rid of her a long time ago.

"Mom Hulya why?" tanya Bu Indah who sat in the middle bench together with Bu Asri.

I myself was next to Mas Azam, we did go using my car.

"I did not expect loh, it turns out that Bu Hulya's husband is really handsome as Bu Asri said," continued Bu Indah.

I should be proud to have a husband who has a woman's dream. Although a little annoyed with their admiration, but I try not to care.

"Yes, so curious that her son Bu Hulya with her husband will be cute!" sambar Bu Asri teased me.

Actually I really want to talk to Azam mas at this time, but it is impossible because there are Beautiful Bu and Asri Bu, they can be surprised by my behavior.

Heran Mas Azam also seemed silent, not like when we left earlier. Maybe he was thinking about something, or maybe he was thinking about his girlfriend.

When I got to school, I tried to prevent Mas Azam from entering the office immediately.

"Wait For Me!" stop me when he's about to return the car keys.

Fortunately, Bu Asri and Bu Indah had left us, because they were busy talking about something to ignore our existence.

"What's up Hul?" tanyanya's confused.

"Are you really getting married? Why don't I even know who the lucky lady is," I asked.

He should have understood my sad reaction, but what I caught was that he seemed happy with the answer.

"You know for yourself Yes, Mas does not like to indulge in personal problems Mas. Next time I'll introduce you?" said spirit.

He patted me on the shoulder for a glance and then immediately passed from before me.

My feelings were chaotic and it affected my way of teaching. Finally I can only give assignments to students and then quietly daydream in class.

At home, I don't know what wind, suddenly Mas Ragil invited me out. I wanted to refuse but I needed a backrest. He seems to be quite reliable. In fact, now he's trying to please my heart by taking me to my favorite restaurant.

My heart was broken again when Mas Ragil called the name Mas Azam. I looked at the spirit.

But then my heart broke again when he came not alone. He was with a woman I believed to be his future wife.

Unfortunately again, Mas Azam knew of our whereabouts and asked to join.

Instead of refusing, Mas Ragil invited him. Let us sit in pairs.

The scarlet appearance of the woman wearing the clothes was quite fashionable, the hijab she was wearing was wrapped around her neck.

I think Azam's taste is a woman like me, dressed all wide. Because I used to observe, her female friends were mostly dressed like this.

I didn't think it turned out that her taste was a woman who had such Fashion.

A small debate took place between us, furious that Mas Azam defended his lover by corrupting me.

Mas Ragil was strange, he who was usually gentle with me, suddenly turned rough. He even pulled me out.

Then, the surprising thing happened, he found out about my feelings for Mas Azam. It turns out that he was pretending to be stupid all along.

Between shame and annoyance, shame because maybe in his heart he always sneered at me. I won't let it, it seems free to also pretend to be gentle with him.

I'd better reiterate my rejection of him. He even blatantly refused to sleep with me. He thinks I'm gonna feel guilty? It won't.

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The next day I was surprised by an invitation shared by Mas Azam. The look on his face radiated happiness.

I was really baffled, unaware that Mas Azam had managed to cover up his relationship from me.

My hands trembled to accept the invitation from him. The golden and silver colored invitation looked luxurious.

Contrary to my current feelings of receiving an invitation from him.

At home, I cried again in the living room, crying over the invitation. Let Mas Ragil know, he already knows how I feel, so there's no point in covering up anymore.

He sneered at me, his tone was so faint as to mock me. Of course I don't accept being humbled.

Sick of feeling betrayed, now sick of my own husband scorning me.

I sat there crying, until Mas Ragil gave me advice.

He asked me to express my feelings to Mas Azam. Something I never did.

Honestly, I am still principled, men should declare love, not vice versa.

But unfortunately all my attention did not open her eyes if I loved her.

Maybe this is the last way I have to express my heart.

The next morning I immediately met Mas Azam and subverted the name of Mas Ragil who said he wanted to meet him.

Of course he answered enthusiastically, I don't know what he was thinking, why he seemed happy to meet my husband.

I informed Mas Ragil about our meeting and he only replied to him briefly.

Somehow these few days seeing her getting so cool and cold to me makes me miss her warm figure.

I think he's already starting to close his heart to me. Let's just say, what could he do without me? Don't let her ask for a divorce because of my mistake.

I don't want to blame abi and Umi. I myself was confused what mistakes Mas Ragil had to make for our separation to come from him.

This meeting actually made me more hurt. It turns out Mas Azam never loved me, my heart hurt so much.

All the time what I want I always get and when I find reality rejected, my pride feels trampled.

Aki swore to conquer you Mas Azam, no matter how! You must feel the pain of my heart because of your shameful rejection.

At a time like this I still blame Mas Ragil. The patient man remained silent, not answering.

There was no overreaction from him, even he was still attentive enough to me to offer me a meal.

I was hungry because I was tired of crying. He bought two packs of food and it turned out that his taste was quite good.

It seemed like he was starting to rebel and wanted to challenge me. Even now he never looks at me and calls me Dek again.

After dealing with Mas Azam, now Sarah is my target.

I found him, it wasn't hard to find him. From his social media I know where he works. I called his office number and asked him to meet.

"Do you want Miss Hulya to see me? If you want to say congratulations, it's better later when in the guarantee," he said.

I clenched my hands under the table.

"Resign Sarah!" threaten me directly.

"What?!" his voice screamed in shock.

"What do you mean by Bu Hulya?" tanyanya sharp.

I smile with satisfaction at his anger, I will make sure that Mas Azam will choose me over you, my mind.

"Me and Azam love each other. Even though I'm married, I promise to go back to her. So ... Than Ma'am Sarah got hurt later better just back off!" I clearly.

He laughed as he shook his head, "Aren't you ashamed of Bu Hulya? Asking me to give up, who are you? Remember you are a wife! Your behavior is so embarrassing!" his lips.

"And one more thing you should know! I'm sure you're the only one who loves my future husband. You're obsessed with her, unfortunately she never loved you!" taunted.

His words really hurt me. Although it may be like that, but I still do not accept it.

"I have known Mas Azam for a long time than Sister Sarah, are you sure Mas Azam has no feelings for me?" calm reply.

I saw his eyes grow, maybe he didn't think I would dare to challenge him.

"Remember, the intensity we met was more than yours, so I could have just made it back to me. As a fellow woman, I was just trying to warn you not to be that hurt" my message then stood up.

His words stopped me, "as a woman?" the sarcasm.

"If that is the case, you should let us be happy, after all you yourself are happy with your husband" he replied.

"No, my happiness is Mas Azam, so is he" I explained and continued my steps to leave him.

I deliberately do this to make him angry, of course he will feel worried because there are women who love his lover and are always around him.

I'm gonna be your shadow, make a nightmare for you Sarah!