Forgive Me My Husband, I Betrayed You

Forgive Me My Husband, I Betrayed You
JOURNEY FOR THE SAKE OF LONGING



Night silence.



Night covered in a quiet fog. Without your noise to make me emotional. Shaken with anger for a while. Unable to dampen the vibe of the time bomb longing. Silence is able to break up daydreams and delusions. Grabbing your fingers - your fingers are beautiful flickering. O shadow that can mess with my subconscious! To be the tormentor of my soul. In an unbridled longing. Your words are like arrows piercing the heart. Able to tear apart this calmness of blood flow. Thumping hard deafens instinct. Your anger is like a dagger. Drawing out my heart flows the blood of my young soul. Then you sprinkle salt to the pain of this inner pain. But I was not also deterred by the pain of the silence of the night. Getting late and sinking in the pseudo shadow misleads the direction. I am tired and resigned. Confessing to losing because of passion stored in the chest. In a sense of silence the heart wants to explode poured out. Only you. O shadow which misleads the body.


Andini started packing her clothes and stuffing them in a suitcase. His determination has been unanimous to meet Malik in the city of Semarang. Get a cell phone that is placed on the table. Andini started contacting Malik. Finally connect with the person in question.


" Malik! Today I went to Semarang" Andini said through an outgoing call with her cell phone.


" Really?" malik said excitedly through his phone call.


" Are you happy, Malik? If I go to Semarang now?" ask Andini over that long distance connection.


" Of course, honey! I really want you to come see me." said Malik girang across there.


" So, were you angry with me yesterday?" ask Andini.


" Of course! You always show affection between your husband in the sosmed. Aren't you thinking about my feelings?" malik said across the street.


" Of course Andini baby! I miss you so much! I'm waiting for you, baby!" malik.


" Oh yes, I will prepare everything now" added Malik across the street with great enthusiasm.


" Malik! Thanks for all of this!" andini then ended his outgoing call to Malik.


Andini smiled sweetly. The shadow of his encounter with Malik is already dancing - nari in his eye peluk. His heart was very happy. Malik greeted him excitedly. This is the love that Andini feels. Every day that he felt was anxiety, turmoil, longing even worried about Malik. Mutual misunderstandings, angry with each other because of pent-up revenge.


Andini started to leave for the city of Semarang. The city of birth as well as a city where many sweet and beautiful memories during school. The meeting with Malik was very short. But the taste is inherent and cannot be erased.


" Malik! I'll come to your town. A city that provides many sweet and beautiful memories during our teenage years. Why should this now feel. Why not from the past, when we were the same - the same sitting in school. We were not fools at that time. Then why now, are we given this taste?" thought Andini was on her way to the airport.


" Erlangga! Ii'm sorry. I have betrayed you, even though I have always played with my heart. Although my relationship with Malik is still not far away. But this could be a bridge for us to have a big affair at our wedding." Andini thought beginning to fidget and doubtful.


" But I can't deny this feeling, Erlangga. I should how? If you find out, it will mischief me. What was your reaction, Erlangga? Are you going to divorce me? I am also very dependent on you. You don't have a bad gap on your side. You are the perfect husband in my eyes. But why am I so desperate to commit this betrayal?" thought Andini in her daydream.


Andini again switched with the shadow of Malik. A happy smile returned to his lips. A great sense of longing enveloped Andini. Andini was no longer able to resist the longing towards Malik. Only Malik has mastered his mind at this time. On a long journey to the city of Semarang that gives beautiful shadows and hope when meeting Malik. The figure he craved in his wishful thinking.