Forced to endure

Chapter 1

I was standing right next to my parked motorcycle. From where I stood, it was clear that the friends of the arisan members had gathered and were sitting around the table. Maybe it's just me who's not there yet.

They all went all-out as if this show was an event to show off what they had. New clothes, bags, shoes, make up and more.

I hesitated to go in and join them. I see my appearance again. My clothes look worn and worn. It's because my weight dropped so much that all the clothes I have look great if I wear them now.

I can't afford to buy new clothes. Even if I pay, the money must be used to buy daily necessities, my son's school fees and my husband's medical expenses.

Not to mention my shoes that have been butut because every day I wear work. I'm sure they'll look at me immediately with a strange look once I see my appearance like this.

I rubbed my shoes in my pants, and then I went into the restaurant and joined them.

Soon they whispered as soon as they saw me coming. I felt uncomfortable seeing it.

"Hi Win .. You came too huh? I don't think it came. It's been a few months since you've been absent" said Likha, my best friend. Before I was poor like I am today.

I just nodded and smiled thinly.

"When we want to make a charity event for Jeng Winda's husband, you know. How come even Jeng Winda came," said Eva, the stupid prostitute who used to be after my husband.

"Win, your shirt is good. I've never seen you wear it" said Likha with a cynical smile.

He's obviously insinuating me right now. The likha that used to stick to me like a parasite now turned hostile towards me after I was poor. The others just looked at me with pity.

I remained silent despite knowing they were trampling on my pride. I have no desire to serve them.

"Jeng Winda, where did the shoes buy? I want to be like the one used by Jeng Winda. The model is peeling like that or how the hell?" said the stupid whore while watching my shoes.

"But good, you know," Likha chimed in. "It must be difficult to find shoes that model like that," said Likha while chuckling.

My ears are getting hot hearing their insults.

"Here Win, sit here. I forgot I wasn't offered a seat." Likha pulled the empty seat beside her.

I approached the chair intending to sit down. Maybe if I sit down they'll stop their bully at me and start the show soon.

"Win ... We pay it ourselves. You brought money, right? Uh ... Wrongfully. You have money to pay, right?" Once again the Winda insulted me.

"Pity you Win, since your husband works you have to bone down. Look at your body so thin like this. But take a silver lining, Win, you do not need a diet directly. Your body used to be so fat." Likha chuckled again.

This time I can't wait. I pushed the chair that Likha had prepared.

"I came here because one of you asked me to come. But if I am only here for you to despise and humiliate, then I better go home and not deal with you all anymore!!! All I say is, I'm out of this group!!! Excuse me!!!"

I walked away from the group of village women who acted like socialites. Rumbles filled my chest.

Everyone respected me when my husband was successful. I have never been insulted like this. I don't even have to worry about money. But now?

Six months earlier....

I kept my head down while holding back my tears from dripping. I repeatedly squeezed my hands to vent my heartache. Since coming earlier, Mas Arya, my brother-in-law has not stopped lecturing me. At the moment we are at the home of RT. There was nothing I could use to cover up the pain and shame I felt.

"Why is this just a matter of wanting to get divorced anyway? It's just a rumor! You don't see it happening on your own and you don't have any proof either. His name is just making it up. You talk about it well, right? Time just a trivial thing just want to get divorced?!" said Mas Arya lightly. While my husband, Mas Adji has not opened his mouth since his brother came.

I keep my head down. It's really painful for me. I was devastated when I heard my husband was visiting Eva's house, a widow from a neighboring village. Eva is a masseuse, but it's common knowledge that Eva also provides plus-plus service to those who want it. And that secret was also spread in my village.

"You'll only be told your friend if he sees Adji with a woman. Why do you take it seriously? Your friend could be wrong or lying."

"No, my friend cannot lie. He clearly saw Mas Adji with a woman and several times saw Mas Adji come to the woman's house."

"Who knew Adji was having some business with that woman. That's when you said Adji was cheating?" Instead of asking the truth to his sister, Mas Arya continued to defend him. And Mas Adji still did not want to speak.

I really feel cornered by Mas Arya's words. No one believed me even I was just considered making it up when I obviously had a witness who saw it all. It seems like they don't know the woman we're talking about because I haven't mentioned her name since.

I strengthened myself not to cry. I lifted my head up straight and looked at Mas Adji who was currently sitting on the chair right in front of me. He did not dare to return my gaze and chose to turn his face the other way.

"Do I have to find my own husband making out with another woman I can ask for a divorce? Or do I have to wait for him to impregnate a new guy's kid can say he's been cheating? Is that so?!" ask me with a vibrating voice. It hurts so much to hear this word coming out of my own mouth.

"Not so is Win... Adji did not do anything with that woman. You also know that Adji is a good man, not neko-neko." Mas Arya denied as if I was fighting with him.

"Mas Arya sure? Didn't Adji tell you who the woman we were talking about?"

"Who is the woman you mean? The woman you accused of being with Adji?!"

"The woman is Eva, Mas Adji often comes to Eva's house" I replied firmly.

"Eva who? Eva the ... " Mas Arya did not continue his sentence and so it looks wrong behavior.

"Even without me telling you who Eva is, you already know everything! So what's Mas Adji doing with Eva? Want a massage? Just massage? Are you sure there's nothing else? What are they doing?!" my question succeeded in making everyone quiet. Mr. RT was seen swallowing his saliva and Mas Arya looked confused about what to say.

As a normal woman, I feel very angry and disappointed. I immediately thought negatively about my husband after hearing the news. As soon as Mas Adji came home from work, I immediately asked him the truth and ended up with a great quarrel. Mas Adji denies everything I accuse him of.

Finally, without thinking long I ran to the house of Mr. RT which is located just opposite my house. I'd like to request a letter of introduction to take care of my divorce. I have my heart set, tomorrow morning I will take care of my divorce.

I just wanted to ask for the cover letter and then go home without saying anything to Mr. RT. But it turns out Mr. Rt does not want to give the letter of introduction just like that. He asked me a few things first including my reasons. Either because it is like it should be or Mr. RT just wants to know my household life.

Haven't had time to tell, Mas Adji caught up with me. Mr. RT forced us to sit down together and talk about this issue first. Not long after Mas Arya came. I'm sure Mas Adji told his brother over the phone what was going on.

The purpose of Mas Arya's arrival was to mediate and reconcile me and Mas Adji, but all he had was to corner me.

"It ... Already ... Better now you guys go home and talk about this at home! There is no divorce! You guys are just misunderstanding!" Finally this sentence came out of Mas Arya's mouth. I'm sure he has no reason to defend his sister anymore.

"Truely your brother said, now you better go home. Where's Keisha? Pity that he'll be looking for his papa's mom." Mr. RT tried to divert the conversation.

"Keisha at mom's house," I replied heavily.

"Yes already ... You guys just go home. Keisha let me stay at your mother's house first. Pity her to see her parents fight."

Without saying a word, I immediately stood up and came out of Mr. RT's house. There was no point in me lingering in that house, no one stood up for me.

When I got home, I shed tears that I had been holding back. It hurts to know if it turns out my husband often enjoys the body of another woman let alone a comfort woman. Can't I as his wife give him pleasure until he has to seek it from another woman? And it hurts even more when no one believes me.

All this time I have been patient enough to serve the bad habits of Mas Adji. Being left drunk and playing gambling until coming home in the morning has become a common thing for me. Often she comes home just to take a shower and change clothes after that go again with her friends and go home somehow at what time.

I married Mas Adji seven years ago. At that time he was still an ordinary employee. Mas Adji is handsome, kind and doesn't like things. Even though her mother doesn't like me, she still marries me. He loves me so much. Mas Adji didn't mind my body size that tripled after I gave birth, until now. He wants to accept me for who I am. I feel very lucky for it.

Mas Adji never sued me for anything. He lets me do what I like and also pamper me a lot. But that was before Mas Adji got into office and got to know liquor.