CHECKMATE

Your face is turning my world apart

It was late at night when Bastian woke up from his sleep. After his quarrel with his wife this afternoon, he threw himself in his bed. Like his wife, he also needed time to calm his heart. Bastian realized, a forced marriage, could not end well.

Like her marriage, there is no love that underlies that marriage. His life is really sad. What Amanda's family has done to their family, so she has to pay for everything this way. Tired of those endless thoughts, Bastian stepped into the bathroom. Soaking in warm water is probably the best option.

After about thirty minutes of soaking, he felt very hungry. He realized he had missed lunch. A moment later, Bastian was already in the kitchen. He will cook his own dinner. However, something seems different now.

After all this time, since he got married, Amandalah whom he always saw was in the kitchen. He still remembered very well how the print of the girl prepared food for the two of them. His wife's voice reminds him of breakfast or dinner. Just a few hours after his wife left, he felt his life was so empty. Like there was less in his life. Is this what you call losing a rib?

A few minutes later the phone rang out his daydream. The contact name 'Dad' is on the screen. Before he raised the call, Bastian took a deep breath. He must be ready to string together the sentences of lies, so that his father is not suspicious of his condition.

"Hallo Dad, what's wrong?"

"Hallo Bastian, how are you and your wife?"

"We're fine Dad. Mom and Dad, how are you?"

"We're both fine, son. When did you and your wife go to Dad's house, son. Your mother misses Amanda so much,"

"Aaah forgive Bastian Dad, but we're both busy. We will be planning to visit. Eem Dad can I come to Daddy's house now,"

"May Bas, enter your house as well. When should you ask permission to go home. With Amanda?" his father was excited

"I'm-I'm my own dad, Amanda's away with her co-worker. Dad's problem is female affairs," said Bastian, trying to be okay, so that his father does not suspect

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Bastian drove his car to his father's house. Tonight the streets of the capital are not so crowded by vehicles. On the way, his wife's face continues to be shadowed in his mind, Amanda like a ghost.

Warring with his own thoughts, without Bastian realizing it, he will soon arrive at his destination. He parked his car in the trunk of his house, and rushed into his father's house.

"Hallo Father Mother," said Bastian, hugging his parents. They seemed happy to see his arrival.

"Mom misses you so much, son, where's your wife?" ask mother. Which immediately makes Bastian panic.

"Aaah Amanda is away with her coworker Mom. He was quite busy with his work, so he chose to spend his weekends on vacation" Bastian replied lying

"Why don't you accompany her, Bas, if anything happens? Aren't you afraid of Bas, letting him go alone?"

"Oh Mother, Amanda's not a child anymore Mom. What Bastian should be afraid of. He also went with his co-workers,"

"Jeez Bastian, what kind of man are you? Didn't you pay attention to it well"

"She's so pretty Bas, you're not afraid if she's seduced by another guy out there?"

Bastian's eyeballs grew in shock. What did his mother say? His wife is beautiful, his wife is seduced by another man. His heart seemed to want to escape from his nest. His wife's shadow again danced on his head. Right, his wife is very beautiful. There must be a lot of guys out there teasing him. What if Amanda goes to see Billy, how about this. Bastian's oath was not calm, he must admit he was jealous this time. More precisely blind jealousy😁

"What's wrong, son, what are you daydreaming about? You're sick, your face is pale?" his mother panicked

"Well, Mom, looks like Bastian needs an oracle. Bastian to the room first ma'am. Bastian was tired earlier the streets were very crowded, so it was jammed. Aaaah Bastian went, Mom, good night" said Bastian, kissing his mother's cheek.

He talked just like that, his brain was not able to be invited to think normally this time. Not wanting to linger, he rushed towards his old room. Pretending not to hear the cry of his mother who still looked confused, seeing the behavior of his son