For the Love of

For the Love of
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Cynthia Lathifa, a woman who graduated from High School in Bogor. He works as a sales agent or sales agent in one of the companies. He's 7 years younger than me and Mas Aji. Living in a rented house, alone. That's the information I got about Cynthia. Not much but enough.


Right now, I try to forget for a moment about Mas Aji and that woman. Will refresh for a moment. A simple walk to the mall with the kids and Bi Lastri. Moreover, I haven't taken them out in a long time.


10 Minutes ago we just got to our destination. The children immediately whine so that we visit the playground first. I agree, as long as they are happy of course for me no problem.


Children play from one game to another. I always accompany them. It was great to see them laughing like that.


Damn, at the same time my net caught a figure I didn't want to see.


Not far from where I was standing, Mas Aji and a woman I could confirm Cynthia were walking towards the jewelry store. Looks very friendly, with hands that embrace each other. Really shameless.


I took the initiative to approach both. Take it easy, not for war. Just wanted to show up then see what her reaction was.


At first my three children were about to leave with Bi Lastri. But apparently Nat whined to come along. It's okay, it's better.


I also walked with Nat in my arms. Visiting a jewelry store that was also visited by the two human assholes.


They look very romantic, even to the point that the servants and other visitors seem jealous of the interaction between Mas Aji and the woman.


If only people knew that they were in a forbidden relationship, what would be the reaction? Still want to praise? Or swearing?


I was standing right beside Mas Aji. But the man was not aware of my presence. He was even engrossed in talking to Cynthia.


"Which one do you want, Babe?" ask Mas Aji to Cynthia.


It's disgusting, Mom! I closed my eyes. As hard as possible trying to hold back emotions.


"Which do you think is good?"


Before Mas Aji answered, I interrupted first. Pretend to see the jewelry in the storefront there.


"Sir, let me see that one" I said.


I can see from my net end that Mas Aji is aware of me. He looked stiff in place. The embrace that was originally at Cynthia's waist, slowly slipped away.


"What is this, Ma'am?" ask a salesman.


"Yes. Let me see."


I tried to ignore Mas Aji who was staring at me. But unfortunately the little Nat began to realize his father's whereabouts and then called him.


"Yes ... Yeah ... Well," raved the little one while extending a hand asking in the carrying.


His hand reflexes I'm holding, but Nat's fighting. Inevitably I faced Mas Aji, looking into his eyes that were being troubled.


When Nat called his father again, apparently Cynthia also stiffened. His face looked agitated. Maybe I was worried that I would grab her hair or even hit her in the face because I had been caught walking with my husband.


The salespeople and some visitors started looking at us. They gave a look that was very difficult to explain.


"Mas" I said with a smile.


"Cynthia." I also greeted the woman.


Their faces looked pale.


"Your important meeting was done here, huh?" I pretended not to know. He said that today there was a very important meeting.


"Sir, there's a meeting here, huh?" I asked the salesman. "The hell is my husband here?" I said again in a loud voice.


People are looking towards us.


"Who do you buy jewelry for? Oh, make Cynthia your favorite girl, huh? How am I not bought? I too want to," I said still trying as normal as possible.


Cynthia bowed listlessly.


"Honey," Mas Aji called to try and reach for me and Nat.


Really shameless of you, Mom! You can call me darling while you yourself are cheating!


"Who are you calling, baby? I'm your wife or Cynthia your boyfriend, hm?"


Mas Aji was silent. His face is getting pale.


I'm approaching Cynthia. She's terrified. I patted her on the shoulder while saying, "You're beautiful, Cynthia. But why would you want to be a mistress?"


Checkmate! She started crying. As if he was the one who was hurt. So tired!


I took a step back. "Sorry Ma'am, the jewelry is not so I bought it" I said.


The salesman smiled. As if I understood what was going on. And with the others. There were even some people who had already filmed the three of us.


I turned my body. Walk out with shaky steps. Also accompanied by the sound of crying Natasya who keukeuh want to be with his father.


Son, if you knew that your father was cheating, would you still want to be with him?


I'm senandika. Mumbled in the heart.


My eyes are heavy. Tears are urging to come out. Especially when he heard Natasya's cry, the clear liquid in my eyes increased in number.


I vaguely heard Mas Aji calling me. But I didn't mind.


When I got to the kids, I took them away. Fortunately, Zayn and Aksa did not ask much. They understand and obey, especially when they see me crying.