Forced to endure

Chapter 11

Mas Arya and Mas Adji have just returned from the hospital. This is the umpteenth time Mas Adji checked his disease.

"How Mas?" askaku expectantly. Anyway I want Mas Adji to get well soon.

This time I did not accompany them both because Keisha had a fever and I did not have the heart to leave her at my mother's house.

"No change," replied Mas Adji in despair.

"Tomorrow we find another doctor, we go to another hospital. You must be healed!" said Mas Arya while preparing a wheelchair for Mas Adji.

"Would we not try alternative medicine? Therapy for example or herbal medicine?" ask me to despair.

"There's no harm in trying, right?"

I really want Mas Adji to be healed. I'm so tired of facing Mas Adji who screams in pain every night. I wake up every night to compress his legs. I also take care of all the bathroom needs.

It has all been my duty as a wife. But this feels very heavy because of the condition of our relationship like this.

"We wait after taking this last medicine. This time the doctor gave a good and expensive medicine. Adji's leg must have healed right away."

A week had passed, the condition of Mas Adji's legs did not show any progress. The expensive drug that Mas Arya mentioned in fact did not make Mas Adji's legs immediately healed and even worsened our financial condition.

Mas Arya was no longer able to help with medical expenses. I can understand because all this time he has spent a lot of money for the healing of Mas Adji.

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I just got off the ATM machine to take the money. I took the remaining three million from my account.

Is this enough for a month? For the cost of control to the hospital, Keisha school fees, daily necessities and other necessities?

Kupijit my temple to reduce the stress in my head. As much as possible I should skimp.

Finished from the ATM, I put my bike home because it's late. As usual, Keisha I left it at my mother's house so I could be more calm.

When I got home I saw a motorcycle parked in the yard. It doesn't belong to either my family or Mas Adji's family. I went inside the house to see who was coming. It was probably Mas Adji's co-worker who came to see him.

Mas Adji's bedroom door was open, so I just walked right in. My heart beats five times faster when I see who is in Mas Adji's room. Eva was sitting on the edge of the bed exactly the same when I was compressing Mas Adji's legs.

"Eh ... Jeng Winda has come home," Eva said kindly but I considered her flirtatious.

I just nodded because I had not mastered the situation. I turned to Mas Adji to ask for an explanation from him through my eyes, but he looked wrong.

"Am I interrupting?" I felt like I was a guest in this house.

"No, no Jeng ... Here I'm going home. I happened to play at my friend's house nearby and I heard Mas Adji was sick. So I took the time to stop by to visit Mas Adji," Eva explained at length.

He didn't look at all wrong. I felt uneasy as Eva kept calling Mas Adji "Mas" just as I called her. He seemed to be showing me that he was close to Mas Adji.

"Oh .. Is that Jeng Eva?" my answer is no less friendly. I can control myself and know how to behave.

"Kok Jeng Eva can tell if my husband is sick?"

"Oh ... That's my friend who told me."

"It's not because my husband hasn't asked for a massage to Jeng Eva in a long time, is it?"

"Yes .. yes ... Jeng Eva is a lot. They're massage subscriptions too?" I pretended to be stupid.

"Win, where's my medicine?" Mas Adji called me to get my attention.

I know that's how I stopped my conversation with Eva. But I don't care.

"Yes, Jeng, I'll go home first."

"Why rush anyway? It will be okay later. Never been to my house?" I said very kindly, as if my old best friend would not visit.

"It's Jeng's night, next time."

"Yes, but thank you for bothering. Not a brother, not a neighbor, not a co-worker, but willing to take the time to visit my husband" I said subtly.

Since then I deliberately emphasized the word "my husband" so that Eva was aware of her position.

" a ... No problem Jeng, do not ngrepoti also really," replied Eva relaxed.

Evs did not feel insinuated at all from my words just now. Unlike Mas Adji who looks very tense. I'm starting to think maybe it's actually Eva, between a little oon and shameless.

I drove Eva all the way to the front of the house and waited for her to ride her bike away until it was invisible to my eyes. I have to make sure these bullies get out of my lair. Then I went back to Mas Adji's room.

"I don't know why he's here Win." Mas Adji tried to explain before I could ask.

"No need to explain anything! Not important and I don't want to know either!" ketus.

"Don't get angry first dong Winda darling ... It's not what you think."

"I'm not angry!" my answer is getting tighter which indicates I am very angry.

"If I hadn't come in, you might have done "something" and I could have recorded or photographed it. And that I can make evidence in court later," I said as I handed a capsule into the hands of Mas Adji.

"He just wants to see me."

"Wearing a negligee that shows her cleavage?! Does he think you'll get well if you see him dressed like that?!" I replied still in a tinge.

Mas Adji opened his lips to speak again, but no words came out. He smiled at me.

"You jealous?" ask her sweetly.

"No! Who is jealous?! Just yummy! If you want to cheat, at least look for something more than me!"

I don't know why I was being misbehaved. And Mas Adji was smiling and looking at me.

"However, did he not catch a cold at night riding a motorcycle wearing clothes like that?!" I'm getting more and more intoxicated.

Immediately I came out of Mas Adji's room so that my misbehavior was not increasingly visible. I don't understand my feelings. No more anger and disappointment like when I first heard what they had done. There is no longer a sense of wanting to grab, cursing, insulting as viral-viral on social media "legitimate wife hit the actor" like that.

That desire was so passionate. I'd love to scold that bitch. But that desire evaporates just like that as time goes on. Why blame another woman if my husband wants her too.

However seductive the woman may be, if my husband clings to our love and commitment, surely that unwanted thing will not happen. He would not risk his household for the sake of momentary enjoyment.

Eva's job is to seduce men. It depends on how strong the man's faith is.