
Morning time.
After finishing breakfast, papa and mama immediately say goodbye to go home to the neighboring city. I also crucified my parents and Alia.
Messages and impressions are not forgotten to be left until their car comes out of the yard.
Yes.
It's not that I'm not happy that both of my parents are in my house, but right now I need full power in this house to oppress that ugly guy.
I went back to my room, and today I'm not going to college because there's a counting lesson. I haven't been able to count because my mind is too messed up.
I saw that ugly guy was packing up, he seemed to be sitting at the dresser wearing cream, no matter what cream I didn't care.
He's gonna go to college.
"Was not in college today?" tanyanya on the sidelines wearing a hijab.
I did not answer and chose to play my phone. I'm replying to a message from my friends asking for fun today.
"Mas, adek will go home in the afternoon because he wants to play with a good friend. Can you?"
Not too clear I heard, I nodded. It's none of my business anyway he's doing what.
"Thank you, let's go first. Assalamualaikum," he said, extending his hand. I also gave my hand to be kissed by him.
"Wa'alaikumusalam," I replied slowly.
After replying to my friends, I also choose to continue my sleep until the time of Dzuhur.
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Her afternoon.
Around two o'clock I was getting ready to go hanging out again. This is my real life, hanging out, sleeping, hanging out, sleeping, eating sleeping. But, money just keeps flowing from my business and also pocket money from papa.
I feel like this house is deserted, there's no movement. There were only a few maids who were cleaning.
Where is that ugly guy?
If you remember he said he would go play with his friend.
Play where? Is the friend male or female? I should have asked that.
Just be curious.
Just be careful if his friend is a boy, I'll really lock him in the bathroom to death!
I immediately got into my car and drove to a different place than yesterday.
Arriving at the place of tongkrongan we did the usual thing, chatting, eating, doing tasks and playing games until the afternoon.
In the afternoon.
It did not feel like it was late afternoon, I immediately stood up and packed my things.
"Gue went home first yes," said Bima who also stood up while continuing to stare at the screen of her phone.
"I want to go home, too" I said. I think it's the afternoon, I should go home and interrogate the ugly guy.
Maybe he went cheating.
"Yes, not till night?" ask Aldo.
"You guys," I replied leaving them, as well as Bima.
Not usually the child comes home quickly, usually he is the one who comes home late.
I didn't care and chose to get in my car and drive home.
The car was traveling at a moderate speed, I was driving while enjoying a few snacks.
The streets in the afternoon are quite crowded, understand it seems like they came home from refreshing or even just wanted to go refreshing.
As I drove quietly, I saw Bima's car driving ahead of me.
Looks rushed.
I wondered where the man was going, but I tried to cut myself off. That's none of my business.
Before I go home, I will stop by the bookstore first, there are books I have to buy related to my coursework.
When I arrived at the bookstore, my eyes squinted when I saw Bima's car was here too. I also circulated my gaze and I saw Bima standing in front of the store.
What's he doing?
It seemed like he was waiting for someone, there was no way he would buy books, it was impossible.
I also decided to sit in the car and watch him from afar, honestly my soul thrashed.
A few minutes later, my eyes locked onto a scene where Bima approached a woman who had just walked out of the bookstore with her friend.
And even more amazing, I know who that woman is. She's Alia, my wife.
I was still watching Bima talking to Alia, as Bima continued to block my wife's path, while Alia tried to avoid talking to Bima.
What's Bima's business with Alia? Do they know each other?
Before long I saw Alia pull out her phone and Bima also immediately pulled out her phone.
What the fuck? Are they exchanging numbers?
After struggling with a cell phone, Alia seemed to go directly with her friend on a motorcycle, it seemed to belong to her friend. While Bima, he seemed to jump up in excitement.
I got out of the car and walked towards him.
I wanted to hit him in the face, but I could stand it.
"Why is Bim here?" I pretended not to know.
"Lo tau Za, I just got my dream girl number," replied Bima enthusiastically.
Whats?
So, the Alia that Bima refers to is my wife Alia.
Damnit damnit!
I don't know why my chest hurts.
*****
After listening to Bima's words, suddenly I did not taste to buy a book. My thoughts are still on both of them.
What the fuck is that ugly? Why did he give his number to Bima? Did she not realize that she already had a husband?
Basic installment, frenzy, do not know yourself!
I also drove the car at high speed to the house, I can't wait to scold him.
When I got home, I ran straight to my room. But, I didn't find him. Has he not come home yet? Extremely girlish, completely overstepping the line.
I also chose to clean myself.
In the bathroom I looked at myself in the mirror, my face was handsome, my body was also good, I was rich, generous, but why did he give his number to Bima instead? I'm the only one whose husband doesn't have his number. Is he also interested in Bima? Moreover, Bima has been a month closer to him, he must be big head.
Goddamnit!
After I finished cleaning, I saw that he was already in the room. It seemed like it had only arrived because she had just opened her veil.
"Have you come home?" she smiled at me.
Sweet.
I didn't answer that question, I chose to go into the dressing room. My anger just now suddenly disappeared somewhere after seeing him smile.
Anyway, what am I thinking about getting angry for? Bizarrely.
He is nothing to me, want him close to Bima or not, I don't care.
Yeah I don't give a shit!
After I got dressed, I walked out of the dressing room.
I saw that he was focusing on his phone, instead of taking a shower but instead playing on the phone.
He must be chatting with Bima.
"Lo doesn't know any more time, does he? Not a shower, but busy with a cell phone. Who do you connect with, ha? You want to call your girlfriend if you're already at home?" I criticize him with all my accusations.
Not that I'm jealous or anything, but I just don't like that he's too busy with his phone. Which I was able to quell my anger, but now it's like overflowing after seeing him busy with his phone.
"Astaghfirullah, sir. Adek did not have a girlfriend, adek just nanya to a friend who sent adek earlier, whether he was nyampe or not," he said to defend.
"Gue doesn't care about your excuses! And one more thing, I don't care if you have a boyfriend or not, I don't care! But, don't let you forget that you live in my house, so don't act as good as you do!" I sniffed madly. I left her staring confusedly at me.
I don't know why I'm so angry. What the hell happened to me? I was angry and didn't know what was the cause.
I don't know, the longer I hate him!
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