CAUGHT CHEATING (I'M SORRY!)

Talk With Friends

"You don't have to, Bang, they're just bothering me!"

"Ne-giggly?!" bang Dewa.

"Yes, Bang."

"Because of them my world changed, the young me suddenly grew old, the me who was not much usual suddenly had to be versatile, and the sickest of it, was, because of them I have to forgive and forgive your affair first, Bang, remember?"

"For the sake of children, it's the kids, think an-"

"Maira ...!" shout Bang God cut my lap curhatan.

Bang God stood up and threw his chopsticks at the table. I'm surprised, but I can't falter. I have not finished making peace with this.

"Why don't you look like a mother now? Are the kids not important to you? You said they were troublesome?" ask Bang Dewa in a high tone.

"Looking Bang, why do you have to use a muscle?" I try to control the temperature of the conversation.

Bang the God took a rough breath and turned his face away from me.

"Are you aware, May? You're selfish to say that about kids, when they're crying-, um, when they're ..--"

"What are they, Bang? I'm sure you've given them understanding about me, haven't you? About where mamahnya .. I don't care what explanation you love to them, want positive to negative, want to corner me, blame me, I don't care, you papah, you papah, you must be thinking the best for them, right? Especially Luna who began to understand," I said coldly.

"I just give you an idea, how selfish you used to be," I said as I continued to bribe food into my mouth, my calmness seemed to upset Bang Dewa.

"Sit, Bang! I want us to eat together as friends, by the way, everything is like your ex-wife is someone else, and my ex-husband is someone else, and we're both talking to them casually again," I said as I looked up smiling at Bang Dewa who was still standing.

"May, you look like a psychopath now!" said Bang Dewa, the look on his face was like he was worrying about me.

"Oh, huh?" I pretended, as I felt my own cheek.

"No ah, you're too much Bang, I tried to laugh at what the lattice should be, I'm tired of crying anyway" I replied with a smile.

Is my sweet smile creepy?

"Have you been to a psychologist, May?" asked Bang Dewa still with a worried tone.

"Udah, to the psychiatrist instead, um... post-traumatic stress disorder, but I'm diligent treatment, really, and I'm starting to get up!" my answer is confidence.

Suddenly the body of the God Bang melted, and he sat back down. Is he feeling guilty now?

"Well, sit down! My neck hurts so much I have to talk to you standing up" I told you.

"I miss them half-dead, but .. I realize I'm not a good person, I'm afraid of my current situation, afraid that they will eventually get hurt because of my unstable soul, so it's true that they live with you" I continued, smiling.

Right, Bang. You are responsible for the darkest times I have to go through alone in fear.

"May .. a-i-"

"Not to apologize, I'm already bored with it," I said cut.

"Ehm, delicious .. My food is already abis, Bang. You know Bang, my weight is now starting to go up, I eat a lot, I think the effect of the drugs I take as well," I said calmly, I actually acted as if I was talking to a friend.

Bang Dewa looked down and was sad to hear all my words.

"Hey, Bang! Don't act like you're my ex-husband, don't fuck me, just act like a winner, don't you want to be my friend?" I reprimand, Bang Dewa looks confused.

"If you're my ex-husband, I've been ripped off, I'm angry, vengeful, hurt, hated!" reveal me, and Bang the god just stared at me.

"You know what, Bang? My ex-husband was a hobby of cheating, and the sickest, when I just gave birth, I was still stressed until the signs of the baby blues, uh he was cheating, ha. ha ... ha ...!" I laughed out loud.

"May?"

"But I was also wrong, because I was constantly suspicious, recriminating, constantly jealous, often angry, and also careless. That's why my husband cheated!" I continued trying to tell it as a joke, not forgetting the small laugh I tucked in between the sentences.

Bang Dewa looked at me regretfully, did my sarcastic attitude and words make you hurt, Bang?

"Udah malem, I'm going home!"

"I'm taking!" bang Dewa spontaneous.

"No need, later my ex-husband saw he could be angry because I was among men, later he would say I was cheap, because the court was not finished with a hammer," I said insinuating.

"Go home, yeah!" pamitku while leaving.

"May!" I stopped and turned back.

"Yes, why Bang?"

"Why did you meet me with a show like this?" ask Bang Dewa.

"Haisk, I told you I want to talk to you, and since marriage I have no friends other than you Bang, my world is limited to wells, mattresses, kitchens, there are also most just Please, please, and I was getting tired of talking to him," I replied again making the face of Bang Dewa paled.

"Can I come back tomorrow?" I asked, Bang God looks at me confused like a fool.

"I'm not familiar with my office colleagues yet" I persuaded.

"Yes .. please!" the answer is to try to get back to normal.

"Good night! Bc ...!" I said with a wave of my hand.

I smiled, watching the deity Bang. And I felt relieved, something heavy started to slowly decompose. It turns out that casually telling the perpetrator can make my burden expand.

The court cannot force Bang Dewa to hand over the children, but I will make Bang Dewa return the children voluntarily to me.

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Fraudsters

My feelings were very chaotic after Maira's back disappeared behind the door. What-what's this? Why is Maira acting like that?

Is his mental illness severe?

I decided to follow him, make sure he survived. I grabbed my car keys and suit, ran as fast as I could so as not to lose track of Maira.

I'm so worried and worried. I swept my eyes all over, after a while driving the car, I finally found Maira's car.

"Finally," I muttered in relief.

I followed him at a distance that was not too close. The path Maira took was not the way back to our house, I began to suspect, where Maira was going.

Did he meet anyone?

His doctor?

His friend? Oh or maybe his girlfriend?

There must be someone behind Maira's attitude that changed so drastically.

I followed it until the car headed to a lake in the middle of the city, although the artificial lake but the lake was indeed very beautiful and spacious. Maira often went there with Luna and Lintang while pregnant with Thunder to just walk in the morning. While I was busy.

Maira's car pulled over on a land jutting into the lake, the light rays from the surrounding tall buildings bouncing very beautifully on the calm water surface. Maira really likes this place, Maira used to tell stories and invite me to go together, but I was reluctant.

Maira was silent, she did not come down and no one approached. What did Maira do? Is he waiting for someone?

Suddenly a message came into my phone. A picture sent by Maira.

[Look, your name has been changed]

He showed me his phone screen with my name and number.

"Sister of the campus"

The name Maira used to name my number. I threw the phone to the empty seat next to me. Maira no longer names my number 'My husband'.

A notification came back in, I grabbed back the flat object I just threw.

[Tomorrow to replace my contract yes, sister] Maira wrote again.

Sis? He used to call me Lord. Unknowingly my lips were pulled upwards, the sweet call from Maira made my heart happy. Why is my mind suddenly drifting back in time, Maira again makes me miss the time where our story is still beautiful.

I did not reply and decided to approach Maira, having been convinced that Maira was waiting for no one. I bought 2 glasses of Maira's favorite cold chocolate drink. After that I walked to Maira's car, I deliberately parked my car a bit away from her.

Maybe Maira was thinking about improving our relationship from the beginning, I hope Maira's move was successful, of course I welcome Maira's change with open arms. I really hope that our relationship can return to what it used to be.

A few feet from the car, I heard the sound of crying, I made sure. True, Maira cried and occasionally yelled loosely. Is it because of this that he parked the car away from the others?

I'm disappointed, Maira hasn't been really nice, she just suppressed her own feelings by being sweet to me. I regret having thought badly about his sudden change in attitude.

I stood there, listening to every roar of Maira. I could approach her after she was satisfied crying.

I'll be your old brother, May!

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