Afraid to Widow

Chapter X (Grizelle Prameswari)

A few hours earlier.

The look on Jihan's face paled when I told her that my Tinder chatmate was her husband. He chatted me behind Jihan. What else to try if not cheating?

Duh, I think Sahrial doang's a jerk. In fact Ammar is super religious, the teacher of MTs - Madrasah Tsanawiyah - also tempted by infidelity.

"We can't get it. Their delights as they please destroy our hearts. What do we think our hearts are trying?"

"Well, what should we do?" jihan asked no spirit.

"Revenge."

"No, no sins."

"No dong. They were the first ones to touch us. So we should teach you a little lesson." I'm still pumping Jihan.

"What revenge make?"

Yes, sip. Jihan's getting hooked. I opened the laptop. Ask Google Ma'am. I type in the keyword 'epic revenge way.' Many articles have appeared. I chose on the web www.arinynurulhaq.com

"There are three ways of revenge. First, respond with success. Second, reply by dismantling his disgrace on social media. Third, best grudges do the deed." I read the article. "Wouldn't it be the last way? That means, we make way number 1 and 2 at once. How's it?"

There was doubt on Jihan's face. "I thought it first. I'm afraid that something's going on with Bamer and Mas Ammar. Mas Ammar yesterday also wanted me not to unload household disgrace to anyone."

I'm gonna have to pinch Jihan's kidney. I am the same creature in front of me. "Geez, you're such an innocent and nice chick anyway.."

"Yes, Mas Ammar is still my husband. Who knows, just misunderstanding."

I'm getting more and more head-scalding look at Jihan's innocence. "Whateverb. Whatever you. Anyway, let me know if you're ready for this revenge mission."

...***...

 

Htc .. tok

I quickly opened the hotel room. Apparently Jihan. He cried his shock and his appearance was a mess. I hugged him tightly. Keep my right hand stroking his back. This is what he did the other day to me. Now I'm going to be thinking of him.

"Jihan, why? Ammar KDRT is the same as you?"

Jihan shook her head. She was crying again.

"Yes, come into my room first. Let's have a good chat."

We also chatted in bed.

"Well, now you tell me slowly. You're the same as Ammar?" ask me in flames.

"He's really cheating. He said from a year ago he loved you. Always stalk. Even he also married the same I so I can deket the same you. As soon as you know, Sahrial measleskin, he has the intention to divorce me after this baby is born. Hicks." Jehan is crying again.

 

I got out of bed to get a tissue. She wiped her own tears.

"Bad. That's why you have to take revenge on him. Let him not be as good as you." I went back to pumping Jihan with the idea yesterday.

"OKAY. I concur. What should I do then?"

"Tau Layangan broke up, right? Well, you made a star in the group *** (Community Can Write, literacy group belonging to the famous author; Asma Nadia. My name is the same Sahrial. Write a true story to go viral. Instead, I am a disgrace Ammar in Tiktok I let him be blasphemed all girls in Indonesia. How's it?

"I'm just trying to. Night I wrote the horn."

Yes succeeded. I can't wait to see them both being blasphemed by netijen. Haha. Who told you to fuck with girls.

...***...

Before going to bed, I go to the hospital first. I click make video. Then began to bribe some of the disgrace of Ammar.

"Hi, Gaes. Do you know Jihan Orianthi who is a feminist writer on multiple platforms? Well, he was married to Ammar so he can deket me. He from a year ago likes me and always stalks my account. That's so insolent, isn't it? May I ask the same of you, to blaspheme a creature called Ammar. If you need to blaspheme the school."

I bluntly said my sentence. After satisfied raving, I hit the post tombok. In an instant posted on the veranda. Duh, I can't wait for that video to go in FYP and in repost people. I am so happy to imagine that happening.

Ting!

Wa chat notification from Jihan.

Ma'am Gisel, I've seen the Tiktok video. But isn't it outrageous to say that? I'm afraid he's fired. Then if his father knows and what heart disease? He is still my husband.

 

I wonder about a creature named Jihan. It hurt the Dajjal man. Still a bear, man.

I bales his WA message with fiery emotion.

Just be calm. It was still calm and a start. Believe me, nothing will happen to your in-laws. The matter of being fired is good, let him realize his recovery depends on inner happiness.

 

He's back in my chat again.

 

Oh gee? So it's safe?

 

Yes, aman. Just calm. If there's anything with your in-laws, I take responsibility.

...***...

Honeymoon event in Bali failed miserably. Be two days. Keep home. I went into the office today. Know what's going on? All AT Family gathered in the office living room. They greeted me with astonished looks.

Ms. Nazneen came forward and hugged me tightly. "Grizelle, you're patient. We already know your household's mess with the Sahrial."

I bengong. That mean?

 

"So Jehan's blobs on the green platform have gone viral?"

They scrunched their foreheads. "Huh? Green platform? The jihan? Why run to Jihan?" chirp Wardah, editor of AT Press.

I am getting more bengong. "So you know this isn't from a green platform?"

"Yes not. We found out about an hour ago, Sahrial came. He's got a resignation letter. And the story is divorced with you" said Helen. The Admin AT Press. The former Sahrial. I'm not sure after this nisa stays good with Helen. Although it has nothing to do with my domestic turmoil, but still he has something to do with an abusive ex-husband.

"You guys relax. I'm not what. Yuk, we're working again."

Miss Nazneen smiled. "Like me as much as your spirit. Women are responsible." He patted my shoulder.

I went back to the desk and turned on the computer. The first thing I did was open a green platform group. It's true there's the title of Jihan's bloated post. It's Two Widows. However, only 10 people liked it. The comment was just 'next. Continue'

I switched to Tektok. My post that presses love is only 5 people. No one commented at all. How do you think gini? Totally beyond my expectations.

I took a deep breath. Then puff it through the mouth. This is how I calm down. "Silence, Zel. One way is gatot. But there will definitely be another way to avenge those two cursed creatures" I murmured inwardly.