Between Me and My Husband

Don't mind me

It's 4:30 Nia, I set off first to get to Bandung right when they started working. I don't want to disturb your sleep. I try to get home in time, so we can discuss everything, so wait for me! I-i'm sorry!

The memo I read over and over again. He wants to discuss what else? Wasn't he enough to say bad words about me last night. I'm recalling our fight last night. Like a re-set recording in my brain. There's no stop sign there, my brain will keep remembering.

I was sitting in a chair that was in Dipta's mas last night. I'm pensive, will it continue like this? I will continue to get bad treatment from Dipta mas? Moreover, I already knew that he had a lover, what if his lover came to him and asked him to leave me? It is clear who will be chosen by the Creator. I don't have a apa2, I don't have a a who2 here. So at least I should have a job to live my own life.

I went back to the room, wanted to take a shower and get out. After the shower, I polished my face with a thin makeup. I saw my eyes swollen, the result of me crying all night. I'll compress it a little later downstairs.

I'm calling Amel, my college friend. I asked him to meet before college. The new school is at 10, so we still have time to talk. My plan would be to ask her to help him find a job. His parents had a bakery, and my brother heard he had an online store. Who knows, I could work for one of them.

At 9, I'm already where we made the deal. I waited for him at the cafe near the campus. In order to later to the campus we just live the road does not need to be far2.

I saw his arrival, he had already waved his hand from afar with a wide smile. I waved my hand to reply. Amel, my friend this is the kind of friend who enliven the atmosphere. He is always cheerful, easy going and loyal. I'm 1 year old with him, younger than him.

"Have you waited a long time?" Ask while sitting in front of me.

"Not yet, neither have I been pesen drinking intentionally waiting for you." I said, "what do you want to sign? Let me order" I continued.

"I need some caffeine, I stayed up last night on a BTS video. Please order an ice caffe latte just thank you." The answer. I smiled, then went to order a drink.

My friend is indeed an army (nicknamed for BTS fans). Everything about BTS he knows. Unlike me, when he was a k-pop, I was a drama lover from that country. Almost every drama I like, from unpaid dramas to paid dramas. My life is also full of drama.

"What do you want to say, right? Your eyes are swollen, you were crying last night?" Ask to investigate after our drinking order comes. He sipped a little ice.

"I cry because I see drakor semalem, not even so swollen gini." My answer is to make excuses.

"Yes elaah Kan, have not had the same husband already have the same husband, every mallem see drakor." The weirdo.

"My husband just got out of Mel's town. There's her work there."

"Pantes can watch the drama.."

I just smiled in response.

"Mel, I need a job. Kira2 where your mama or your sister has vacancies, right? If it can be soon." I asked directly, for help but also maksa. Amel furrowed his brows.

"Yes, let's not take care of Mel's husband. For the sake of the future too, we never know in the future how." My answer is that I'm completely honest. Although Amel had doubted my reasons, but finally he was a mangosteen.

"Later out of college we go to the mama's shop. I think there is a vacancy there, only if there is a small salary Kan. How's dong? In general, your previous job was a pretty decent salary."

I thought for a moment to hear an explanation from Amel. Although it's not hypocritical I want a pretty big salary but working there I consider it a stepping stone. It was better than me being unemployed at home and my mind being drained by the Dipta mas. Really suffocating.

"No papa Mel. I'll try the job first." My disconnect. Amel agreed to my decision.

I ended up working at Amel's parents' bakery. They greeted me kindly without asking much. Even tomorrow I can start working. I worked from 3pm to 9pm when the store closed.

The first day of work, as usual introduction and still a lot of observing. I even honed my ability to make bread. It wasn't too late either.

The second day I adapted a little. But because the day was quite rame and a lot of orders so I went home too late. I've been home for almost half 11 nights.

I entered my house that looked dark and lonely. It has not worked for a long time to make the muscles2 in my body become shocked and a little cramping. I have to stand up while working. I want to take a shower and lie down on the bed.

But before going up to the room, I walked towards the kitchen. Throat feels dry, wants to drink cold water.

I put my sling bag on the table and then I turned on the kitchen light, and gasped when I saw the figure sitting on the dining table chair, my eyes twitching between believe and not. The look in the eyes of the figure was pointing at me so sharply. I don't know how long he's been there. His hair was so random, his shirt was not neatly buttoned up to show some of his dana. His sleeves were already rolled up as long as they reached the elbow. That figure is the Dipta mas.

"Where's the clock coming home?" Ask Mas Dipta in a low voice, but it makes my voice shrivelled.

Ignoring the question, I continued my goal of going to the kitchen. I take a glass of water and drink it. The eyes of the Dipta are not separated from me. After drinking, I immediately turned around to go to the room.

"Didn't you hear? I asked, Where have you been? Why did the clock just come home?" The sound of Mas Dipta blaring in a quiet room. I was shocked and scared at once.

"Don't mind me. As you would like Dipta mas, I will also not interfere in the affairs of the Dipta mas anymore." My words challenged his sharp gaze.

"What are you saying?!" Mas Dipta kicked the table and then got up and gripped my shoulder tight. I looked up at the face of Dipta, there was a longing in my heart but it was all covered by my heartache.

"Is this how you do when I'm not around? What are you doing out there until you get home at this hour? Huh uh?!" Mas Dipta yelled again in front of me along with his grip that was getting stronger on both of my shoulders. I shrieked in fear, my body trembled and my tears had already escaped from one corner of my eyes.