CAUGHT CHEATING (I'M SORRY!)

The Fucked House

"Different concept, Sil. If a guy cheats on it's a lifestyle, but if the girl who cheats on it is cheap," I replied lightly, Please look angry with my answer.

"Crazy, in keeping with the shame, selfish god-level ... Maira was wrong to choose you to be her husband!" chirps Please.

"Why? That's the answer, "my protest.

"Hey Mr. Dehangga, position yourself as a victim of infidelity!" strictly Please emotions, why should he also follow emotions?

"What difference do you have with Maira that you complain about now? Not squirming the root of the problem but directly judgmental, I tell you to imagine if Maira cheats, you immediately judge if the cheating girl is cheap! That's not the point of view that I want to give you, Mr Dehangga!" say Please emotions.

"Lu wants Maira to understand the same situation that makes you cheating, selfish, Wa! Wrong is wrong, do not need to find justification," continued Sila who was angry with me.

"That's enough, Wa! The point is Maira has been great to survive this long, and if she asks for divorce now it is natural, inget wa-jar!"

Please pack up the goods and leave me in the eternal.

"Sil, how should I?" myrag.

"Cereiin Maira, he deserves to escape from your kayak crocodile! But if you really want to survive, I've been chasing forgiveness from Maira any way!" reply Please pause his steps.

Is that bad that I'm the same Maira?

Yes, I'm evil.

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No matter how old a man may be, there are still children's souls living in him. That's why my selfishness hurt Maira. I still want to haha-hihihi and hang out to and fro with the opposite sex. But my adult side doesn't want to let Maira go.

I decided to go home sooner after much reflection on my conversation with Sila. I can't lose Maira and the kids, so I'll try to reach out for an apology from Maira.

As a surprise, I brought a large bouquet of red and white roses Maira's favorite. I forgot the last time I gave a surprise to Maira. I also bought chocolate and ice cream for the kids, not to forget Maira's favorite pizza. I want to show my regret this time.

My heart was pounding, a positive outlook filled my brain. I'll follow Maira's play for her sake, sorry, whatever I do.

Arriving at home, the front door opened. I immediately went in and was surprised ....

Mud footprints everywhere, ah right .. overnight drizzle rain, surely Luna and Lintang play puddles in the yard. Luna and Lintang were sleeping in front of the tv with toys scattered, and their feet were dirty. Nearby was a milk spill, a snack splash, and I could no longer describe how messy my house was.

What made me panic was the sound of thunder crying upstairs echoing. I put carelessly flowers and food that I carry and run to the origin of the sound. What's the matter? Where are Bik Tuti and Maira?

"Thunder."

The Thunder Curse that was already in a sweaty red, it seemed like he was crying for quite a long time. Kugendong and Kuayun tried to calm him down.

"Hust ... hust .. dear."

The maira?

I looked around the room looking for the whereabouts of Maira, how could things be this chaotic?

I was shocked and incredulous when I found Maira staring at us from her sitting position under the window.

"May? The weeping thunder from earlier you just diem?" tanyaku approached her while trying to calm the hysterical Thunder.

Maira was silent and her gaze was blank.

"May?" call me.

"Hust .. baby, be patient." Thunder wriggled violently in my sling.

"Mom!" I cried again, Maira who is silent provokes my emotions.

"Maira!" my yelling.

Suddenly Maira let out a heavy breath like surprise. She saw me confused, Maira looked absentmindedly got me holding a crying Thunder.

"Thunder cry you're even put on cue!" yell at him.

"Sorry mom, Deck." There was a murmur from Maira's lips, though not so clear but my ears still caught her voice.

"What the hell are you, Mah? Where's Bik Tuti?" I still have a high note.

Maira just being quiet and silent makes me even more sick. I left Maira instead of making me more emotional.

"Bik ...," I cried all over the house.

There's no word from Tuti's bik, and then I try to call her number.

After a few rings, my call was finally raised as well.

[Hello, Mr.]

"Bik? Where's?" I still have emotions.

[That week I'm off, sir, there's more sodara blasphemy out of town] What? Maira's week alone taking care of the house and the children?

"Lho .. why don't I know, Bik?" my question looks stupid for showing my indifference all this time to Maira and the kids.

[Mother giving permission, I ask for 3 days but I give you a week, why did you, sir?] bik Tuti answered making my head hurt.

"No papa, yes." I hung up the phone upset.

Why didn't Maira tell me? Though lately I have always been kind to him, since away from Risa my spare time is quite a lot for Maira and the children. But how could I not know? Maira always looks fine.

If only I had known, I would have been on leave today given Maira's situation which might have been as volatile as Sila had said. Still lucky I think of the profit of going home, otherwise how is the house with Maira like that?

Butterfly one by one the toys Luna and Lintang scattered. Clean the floor from milk, food, and mud. Then bathe Luna and Lintang and accompany them to enjoy pizza and ice cream.

It took three hours to finish all that and it felt very tiring, the house was finally clean even though it was not as clean as usual because I was not too good at cleaning.

I think sweeping it just needs to move the broom, mopping it just needs to move the mop, and cleaning up just putting the toy back on the crib. It's not as simple as I thought.

"Mah .. we have to talk," I said as Maira came down carrying Thunder who had bathed and perfumed, different from when I came earlier.

Maira was silent as she placed Thunder on her baby box. I can wait for Maira's answer.

"May?"

"It's important, we have to talk well, don't keep on braking," I said a little forcefully.

"I'm busy!" answer's short.

Been busy? All the homework I've done, what else keeps him busy?

"Not cooking, we're eating out!" ask me to try to give up again.

Maira shut up and went to the kitchen. I just saw what Maira did. Putting dirty clothes on the washing machine and operating it, then taking the broom, rag, and mop, he repeated the work I had done.

Maira did it deftly, but the result was much cleaner than I had done. Maira pulled back the basket of toys that had been weaned, sorted out toys that were dirty because of food, sticky because of milk, or splashed with mud. Maira cleaned it and washed some of it. Oh. .. I think putting it there is done.

I pretended to be busy accompanying Luna and Lintang, while my tail was still watching Maira who remained busy.

I can't stand Maira's silent attitude, should how to get her back to demanding my explanation?

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