Betrayal in Marriage

The Other Side of Anjani

Prok Prok Prok Prok

Anjani claps her hands as if cheering in amazement at the foul play of her husband and best friend.

Several times Anjani said 'Wah!' while surrounding them. Paying attention to the appearance of those who were not dressed, then stood in front of Marko and Suci with folded hands.

''Since when?'' ask her with the eyebrows she raised one.

''Honey, I—''

Marko's speech was interrupted again because Anjani put his hand in front of Marko's mouth, which indicates that he did not want to listen to any form of reason from Marko.

''Just answer my question, ''' he said slowly.

Marko sighed and then lowered his head deeply. Whether it's a form of regret or shame because it was discovered, but surely Anjani did not care at all. All he wanted was the answer to that question.

''Se—ssince you rejected me.'' Marko's voice was very slow, but Anjani could hear it very clearly.

Anjani laughed at hearing that. He remembers exactly when and where he refused Marko to follow his request. The day on which their wedding will take place tomorrow.

Very awesome! The betrayal began with his refusal. And it turns out that all this time he experienced betrayal in his marriage. The sacred promise that was thrown out was no longer useful to Anjani, because there was only a Betrayal!

''You know Marko, I rejected you just because I wanted to leave a beautiful impression on our first night, ''' she said in a trembling voice but not to the point of crying.

''Yes I know, '' he said without thinking about his mistake.

''But Jani, this is not entirely Marko's fault!'' holy Intersection.

Anjani tilted her head wanting to look directly at the face of that self-informed woman. His position is wrong but still had time to defend the man who is the husband of Anjani, the woman they betrayed.

''Are you defending him, Saints?'' anjani asked in a strange tone.

Saints did not answer him, he could only bow his head deeply, especially at this time he was not dressed.

Anjani glanced at the two strands of clothing that he had taken one floor and placed it on his desk. Take the clothes and ....

Bruk!

''Wear it! before I open the door for everyone to see your bug-like body!''

Anjani threw the clothes he found that were indeed Holy property right towards his face. But the Holy One has no power to be angry, for he knows that he too is guilty.

''You know Ci. At first I assumed that your position was not wrong, because there would be no teasers if no one welcomed it. But it turns out that I was wrong, you are indeed rotten, evident from the way you defended him!'' Anjani pointed right in front of Marko's eyes. Yes that is the natural reaction of a wife who feels disappointed with her husband.

''I really didn't mean it, Jani ..." - Shout Holy.

But it is Anjani's habit that will easily forgive everyone, not this time. He did not care about Saints, he did not care about Holy cries. Even Marko's apology.

Anjani retreated her steps, grabbed her bag and left. But before leaving the room, he momentarily turned his head while saying, "We'll finish this fair!'' Then continue his steps out of there.

In front of the room he looked towards where Pia was. Approaching him and patting him on the shoulder. "Thank you for your help" Anjani and Pia said, smiling without answering.

Brugh!

Anjani bumps into someone, and Anjani almost falls if not held back by the person he hit.

''Sorry!'' said Anjani who wanted to leave immediately, but the man's hand was still holding it without intending to let go. Then Anjani turned around to see who was holding him.

Their eyes met for quite a while but then Anjani pulled her hand from the man.

''Jani?''

Anjani does not pay attention to the person who calls his name who seems to know him very familiar, because he calls his name with his call.

Anjani passed away, the man stood in his place watching Anjani who flowed one way.

And Anjani came in behind the office building. Which is where no one will come. Then why did Anjani come there, why did he choose that place?

As Anjani collapses, he falls underground. His hand hit his chest that felt so tight. Her self that stood strong, laughed and stared bravely at Marko and Saints, was the other side of her. Because he was really devastated, he was disappointed with everything.

Feeling stupid! stupid because it is very easy to trust your husband and best friend. Which indeed he only had the two of them, and for him it was fine to entrust everything to them.

But it turns out that his trust was met with betrayal. As the saying goes, milk is repaid with tubal water. Which is clearly out of tune!

He cried so softly, the legs that had been trembling since then could no longer support his body weight. He hugged his own body, feeling disgusted with himself because it turned out that he had been sharing love with others.

''Aakkkhhhh!! hyks hyks hyx!'' Anjani screamed in her tears. Disappointed screams, heartache and heartbreak. Make anyone who heard it will feel sorry to see Anjani's cry.

''Why are you so brave! why?!''

''What less am I to you! what's wrong, I hope reciprocity with kindness as well.''

Anjani continued to fumble through emotions that felt as hard as she was. But that was how he lightened the burden of his thoughts and disappointment.

It took a long time for Anjani to vent all her emotions. Finally he could be calmer, sitting with his feet hugged and his head set in his arms. Although there is still movement on his back because the stuffing was tired of crying, but he already felt better than before.

Drap Drap Drap

The clattering of footsteps faintly rang out and stopped behind him.

''What a great place!'' he said, but Anjani had not yet raised his head.

''It's a matter of what's happening to you. But you also do not neglect yourself, get up and fight if it is appropriate, leave elegantly if it is inappropriate for you.

He said he did not know knowing, but he actually gave a very clear encouragement on the problems that befell Anjani.

Anjani raised her head slowly, and seemed to have found out who was coming to her. Then Anjani again buried his head in his arms.

''Here, give it to your husband. He dropped it earlier, he said as he gave Marko his wallet.

That man is Roger. The same person that Anjani hit earlier. Seeing Anjani's wet eyes and pale lips made Roger worried and eventually followed Anjani's steps, hearing all her turmoil. But he didn't really understand what Anjani meant.