Aunty, Lonely

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Devina Pov's

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Yeah, I'm dating an online motorcycle taxi guy who used to hang out in front of my college. Honestly, I was not embarrassed or uncomfortable with the work that Erpan was doing at that time. Instead, it was because of that job that I received the expression of love that he put on his bike while he was driving me home.

I saw the persistence and earnestness in Erpan while he was doing his job. And this is why I accepted Erpan as my girlfriend. Not because of good looks or finances. Enough just with the seriousness in him, and maybe also because of the 5 thousand ice cendol that we often buy together.

The love that grew in my heart was so clear. Not the kind of monkey love I've ever felt before. This feeling is more profound than just wanting to have, which is also wanting to be the only one. Why it could be or anything with my heart, I don't know. The only answer I can take is that I love him and nothing else. He was so precious, even a treasure was no longer a prima donna. Enough of him and our little family later.

The problem of blessing both parents I was breakthrough. No matter how much nagging and nagging I received from my mother. But none of them swayed me to turn away from him. He's like an opium. When I am with him I need. When I wasn't together, I always missed him. Even though duania refused, I still chose her. My mother who saw me so coldly wanted to be with him had to lower her ego. As the only daughter she had, my happiness always preceded her. Therefore, despite the weight of releasing me with an ordinary man like Erpan, he still gave us our blessing. Of course it was because he wanted me to be happy, even though he wasn't sure I would be happy with Erpan.

For me, in addition to the figure I love, Erpan has also been considered as my own brother. Based on our age of several years, up to the attitude of Erpan's adult make me really respect him.

Even though, since the birth of our first child, Erpan's busy life has become more and more. Usually before having children, we have time together quite often. But because of work, Erpan mas more often overtime so that not infrequently I was valued as a widow by the neighbors. I certainly want to oppose the rumor, but I ignore it. Usually fighting them is the same as stabbing yourself. That's why I chose to be quiet.

But once I was so angry at the neighboring mothers for talking about Erpan's no-no. They assumed that Erpan was having an affair behind my back. And I obviously don't accept their assumptions. Until there was a commotion between us. Even Erpan mas whose incident is always busy, until coming to prevent our quarrel because it turns out other mothers call him. Fortunately, the problem was only a passing wind that quickly passed. Our lives began as usual.

Did I think of the words of that mother? Sure oes. I was the first to think so. But my ego is higher than logic. All the possibilities about my husband's ugliness I always rejected. The heart always gives confidence that Erpan is a loyal man. But apparently, the words of my mother and the mothers of my neighbors are true.

I was blind because this love turned out to have misjudged a man. A man I love very much. Who else if not Erpan Sulistyo, my husband who is now suing for divorce.