A Story of Love and Betrayal

Chapter 1. quarrel.

That night I received a message from Arga, I was surprised to see the contents of his message,

"Rin, my wife already knows our relationship !" I was restless for a moment.

How'this? although it is between me and Arga has not established a real status. But our relationship can be said to be quite close and our conversation is also not just a regular chat.

We're like lovers, but we don't have status. Because of the confusing circumstances for me, between wanting to have and not wanting to be as personal as someone I hate.

The fact is I can't avoid a hollow and empty heart these few years .

As if I were thirsty for love and love, I could not resist the charm of Arga. Even I'm getting brave enough to accept it, even though I know she's a family.

With uneasiness I replied to Arga's message .

"Mas, where are you now?."

"At home !"

"What about my wife ?"

ask Arini.

There's no answer from Arga, I'm getting fretful about it.

Ting !!!

Message tones on my phone. A sign that there is an incoming message in a hurry I open. I was limp when I read the message, the number was clearly from Arga but I knew the content of the message was not from Arga.

" How long and to what extent has your relationship been ?,"

Ahhh it must be his wife Arga, his cell phone was seized and can be sure they were fighting .

I'm shaking. Maybe this feels like being caught .

"It's only been a month and thank God we haven't been anything"

answer me carefully.

"Oh yeah? you think I believe ?!" message Refa.

I rolled my eyeballs, I found this Refa very annoying. If you don't believe me, why ask, he wants to interrogate me? heh don't expect.

"As far as you! want to believe it or not, but I'm telling the truth as it is and sorry, if my presence makes your household messy. I know I was wrong, again sorry ."

My reply was to try to calm the angry lioness, hoping that Arga would be fine and that the matter would be resolved soon. I don't want it to be prolonged, it will be difficult for me in the future to get in touch with Arga.

"No good woman wants to serve a man's husband ! then what are you ?" ketus Refa in his message.

"I have never seduced your husband, your husband is the one who is gatel. He who came to my house, you should ask yourself, why is your husband naughty !"

I'm getting more emotional, what does he mean he wants to say I'm cheap? my inner.

"Where is my badass, did your parents not educate you well?! even deliberately sold his son into a prostitute !"

His words pierced into my heart. Why did he bring my parents and what does "whore mean?" heuh turned out to be the same old wife trash, usually blaming others. Throwing your own mistakes at others.

Obviously she was the one who could not take care of her husband, although my husband was also taken by his own best friend, but my mouth was not as good as her .

"Don't bring your parents, so holy you! I'm not who you think I am, I'm not a whore like you said. What did I get from your husband? until you say it like that. Not polite!" reply Arini.

"If not a whore then what? already know the husband of the person, still being served! it's impossible to serve if you don't have money, right?" ask Refa.

"Just ask your husband! has he ever given me money?!" answer Arini.

Fuck the Arga. Where the hell is he? why be quiet when his wife curses me with her phone, is she a husband afraid that a silent wife does not dare to fight ? arini Gumam.

"That's what my husband said! he gave you money. You cheap slut !" refa mocked.

ohh .. yes pampuun ...

How much do I hate him? until I subconsciously followed in his footsteps to vent my anger at him and is this what it feels like to be him?.

The figure of Mira my best friend and enemy in the blanket, who used to snatch my husband and fight with me.

I am in the midst of the pain of a broken and mixed heart, why my fate is like this God ...

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While there are two people who are involved in the drama telenovela .

After work. Arga falls asleep on the couch, tired of her work routine.

Refa looked at her husband with a difficult feeling.

Perhaps a wife's instinct was very strong, some days Refa felt something different about her husband, somehow Refa felt a deep curiosity about her husband's life lately.

Refa also ventured to pick up Arga's phone while she was fast asleep.

Turns out the phone was locked, but managed to open with the original password guessed Refa.

"Truely, the password letter contained from the name of Gara, it turns out that you are the same because of it" said Refa after successfully unlocking Arga's phone.

Refa instead of opening a message but opening a gallery. I don't know, Refa was more curious about opening a gallery rather than a message .

Refa scrolls the navigation button and then swipes the screen

view photos in turn .

And his activities stalled on one photo, it was a photo of a woman? and strangely again, the photo was kept separate from the other photos.

Zoom in to see who the woman in the photo is? but still Refa could not recognize who the woman was, the mind of Refa finally traveling.

Suspicion also appeared her heart began to feel sore, her heart was pounding not carelessly, wanted to ask but was afraid her husband was angry. Otherwise, the curiosity, suspicion and tightness in his chest would continue to engulf him.

Finally Refa ventured to ask, slowly Refa woke up Arga who was asleep ,

"Mas ... Mas, wake!"

refa's voice slowly woke Arga while poking her shoulder.

Slowly Arga opened his eyes without changing position.

"Mm .. Why ?" the hoarse voice of Arga typical wake up.

Then Refa asked,

"i'd like to ask, Mas .. Who is this photo ?" while thrusting Arga's cell phone in front of him.

Arga tried to look in a position still lying on the sofa.

Degggm.

It felt like Arga's heart had come to a sudden halt, but he tried to remain calm as he said, saying,

"Finished."

Then Arga pretended to continue his sleep, hoping that Refa would believe and not prolong the problem of the photo.

But Refa was not satisfied with Arga's answer, so he shook Arga's body and asked again,

"Which one, my friend? why can he take his own photos on your phone? it was more like a photo taken secretly!"

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