But not Me

Between two choices

"What information are you hiding from me?" sambar Bagas was very curious.

"But you haven't answered my question before," Panji persisted in not saying any information.

"Shiiiit, you bastard, what does my feelings have to do with your information, quickly tell me what you know about that woman?" Bagas is starting to be impatient.

"No, before Anada answers my question, because it's too sensitive to talk about, so I need to know how you feel first."

"Ah shit. NO, I DON'T LOVE HER, ARE YOU satisfied? Now say it!" snapped Bagas full of emotions, he still lied and denied his own feelings, not because of what.

"Alright, because you do not love Madam Dara, you should let go if the mistress is now happy with her new partner, besides the woman you love, Mrs Kamila you already have, too, ain't he?" panji said carefully.

'Don't go around saying the point, today the burden of my mind is too much!" tepiss.

"I saw Madame Dara two weeks ago at the airport, when I was just returning from Medan, it seemed like she was very happy with her husband, and she was, too,,,"

"Ah shiiiit, what do you mean by her husband, I am still legit as her husband, I can sue her if until she remarries,"

"But sir, you and your mistress only married siri, and it's not recorded in the civil records. It will be hard if you demand it, after all you do not love her, the mistress looks happy with her husband," Panji said again.

"Suami, husband, husband, stop saying that! I'm still her legal husband, after all how do you know if she's with her husband, it could be a friend or someone?" protesting Bagas, the heat of his chest heard Paji repeatedly say that Dara was with her husband, while he never felt he dropped the talaq on his first wife.

"Mrs is in great pregnancy sir, and her husband seems to take great care of her, the mistress looks fresh," panji said that did not know if when Dara disappeared was suspected of being pregnant with the child of the boss, so he thought that the baby in Dara's stomach was not the seed of Bagas.

Suddenly the view of Bagas became very dark, the questions reappeared in his head, Dara was pregnant, whether it was her son who when before disappearing first the doctor said Dara was pregnant, Dara was pregnant, or the son of the man Panji called her husband, but Bagas believes that at that time he was the one who broke into the goal Dara for the first time.

"Pregnant? She's pregnant? Which son of a bitch would dare to deal with me? He stole my wife!" snarl.

"Faisal?" his great-grandson was in disbelief, completely beyond his expectations.

Bagas's mind immediately returned to the incident at the hospital where he smelled Dara's body in front of the obgyn room and in the practice room his cousin was not his hallucination alone, but it seems the way of God who wants to tell him that the wife who has been looking for him is very close to him.

Ah how he felt to be a very stupid man earlier, insensitive to the instructions that God deliberately gave him earlier.

"Sir, are you okay?" asked Panji when he saw Bagas who just continued to fill his glass and downed the drink until almost a bottle he spent, but not a word said from his lips.

The regret on his chest was now mounting, it felt even greater when compared to a mountain as beautiful as it was, not to mention him who was confused about how he should determine his attitude like being at a crossroads, like being at a crossroads, faced with two choices that were very difficult for him, where he had to choose between two things that were very important for his life, he said, choosing the wholeness of the brotherhood with her cousin who is the only brother she has, or choosing Dara who has invaded her entire life and soul for several months, honestly, this was not a human choice according to Bagas, so he continued to drink his drink until he was drunk.

Panji drove his master back to his house, there was a speck of natural guilt he had told Bagas the bitter faith, because it turned out his assumption was right, if Bagas fell in love with Dara, he knew it, he knew it, but he also could not do anything, especially now Dara was happy with Faisal and their future child, Dara, this is no less confusing because Panji also finally had to follow beraa in a situation that is all wrong as felt by the master at this time.

"What's going on?" Kamila who heard the sound of a car stopping in the yard immediately came out because she was waiting for the arrival of Bagas that night, indeed who came at that time Bagas, but the condition was already very concerning, but the condition was very alarming, half-conscious of the pungent smell of alcohol from all over her body like her husband was immersed in a tub filled with alcohol.

"Let me take her inside" Kamila said.

"But madam," Panji wanted to refuse the wife's request from her master, because he wanted to deliver her himself to the pavilion where Bagas had been staying for the past few months.

"I'm his wife, there's no buts, I'll take care of it, you go home!" Kamila's Edit.

With a heavy heart Panji handed the large tall body of Bagas to Kamila for her papa, though somewhat overwhelmed, Kamila finally managed to bring Bagas into their room, the room that for almost eight months has never again stepped on his feet.

Kamila smiled triumphantly, while squishing Bagas' body in his bed which bore witness to his loneliness every night, because in the end tonight Bagas could return he had, he said, slowly one by one Kamila took off the clothes worn by her husband, indeed the neatly arranged abdominal muscles of her husband were so tempting, making her hands guerrilla and fumbling the skin of her husband's stomach and chest that hard.

"Because I miss you!" Suddenly Bagas caught his hand that had been moving mischievously since then and Bagas began to kiss Kamila's hand with his lips that continued to rumble Dara's name throughout the night.