Enamored by Widow Flower

Episode 2: Flashback 1

Fitri is still sitting on the sofa of his house, still looking to the past that is still very attached to his memory. How easily her husband cheated on her behind her. Her husband swore to be faithful to her.

The flashback

After the restaurant, Fitri went straight home. He sat on the couch and saw the wall clock in front of him showing 10 p.m.

Then he got up from his seat, carrying his bag languidly up the stairs to his room. After entering the room, he again sat himself in a small chair beside the bed.

Indeed, the room is not so spacious but in it there is still a bathroom and complete room equipment.

He stood up again, opened his coat and shoes towards the bathroom. Then she turned on the shower without undressing her. He poked his head up under the shower, gently spraying water. In his heart various feelings mixed with anger, hate, disappointment, jealousy that made his chest feel tight. Without feeling her tears flowing warmly on her cheeks inversely proportional to the cold water pouring from the shower.

He was drowned by continuing to cry stifled, how hurt his heart saw the incident this afternoon.

After 1 hour in the bathroom, she came out and got dressed. He threw himself on the soft bed and saw the clock on the wall of his room already showing at 11 p.m. But her husband hasn't come home yet.

Second by second, minute by minute passed without realizing he had fallen asleep.

"kkkrreeettt" the sound of the door woke him up. With her eyes not fully conscious yet, she saw a man enter her room very carefully. With consciousness returned, it turned out that the man was her husband.

"Mas.had gone home" asked Fitri

Hary slightly jerked his body in shock, apparently his wife woke up from her sleep.

"Ah. i.y.yep... You haven't slept?" while a little nervous.

"so I was asleep, but hearing the door open I woke up. Mas tumben work until 3 am gini?' Fitri asked in an ordinary tone hiding her heartache.

"eemmmzz... was a lot of work so in order first let tomorrow if the boss asks for love" with a little stammering.

Hary changed his clothes and then lay down next to his wife who turned her back.

While fitri shed his tears.

To the next morning, Fitri was ordinary. Even though he was quieter that day. Actually in her heart she was eager to ask her husband about who that woman really was.

Her husband left for work and she left in her own car.

Hours passed and it was time to get home from work.

When he got home, he took a shower and changed his clothes. Then the sound of the door opening. Her husband came home in time. But Fitri had already made up her mind to ask her husband so many questions.

"Mas.. Can I talk to you for a second?" ask fitri.

"Dear, what do you want to ask? tumben really ask permission first" exclaimed Hary.

"Mas, who's the woman who was with the mas at the XXX hotel restaurant yesterday afternoon?" ask Fitri.

Hary's eyes widened to hear the question from his wife.

With a sigh Hary answered a question from his wife "i. that dear workmate. Talk about work while eating. There's a lot of work to be done." Hary lied.

"Oh... But why hold hands like that?" asked Fitri while squeezing her hand holding back the anger.

Hary fluttered and was nervous without saying a word.

Without realizing Fitri's emotions were boiling, she screamed and cried......