Forgive Me My Husband, I Betrayed You

MALIK ARRIVES IN MEDAN

The sound awakened. Spirit is stirred by encouragement. Steps begin to firmly swing the goal. No one's proud without you I guess. The dwarf soul like flying dust. If it had reminded His Greatness. Start walking - the road is hollow. You are my spirit and will continue to be my energy in achieving life goals. Hope - real hope with you. Will materialize with you. Even though it is still with your shadow that is always present in my body. Even with that dream coming to smile at me. You and I must win against time.

A tall man with his suitcase bag is standing in front of the shopping mall. His attention to the right and to the left as if waiting for someone who will be expected. His black glasses covered his eyes. Her bodylinguistic still looks her uneasiness waiting for someone's arrival.

He took his cell phone in his pocket. He tried to dial the number listed with one of his contact names, 'Nafasku'. Are there still men in this day and age who still put their hearts and feelings first in a relationship with the opposite sex? Not today, many have put all that aside. The relationship between the two is based on liking, as long as and willing to continue walking. There is no commitment and only prioritizes interests and temporary satisfaction.

The figure of the man was none other than Malik. From the city of Semarang deliberately came to Medan to meet Andini and will work as his personal driver. Everything is done so that it can be close and not imprisoned by the longing that every day torments him. It appears that Malik has contacted someone and started talking through his cellphone.

" I'm waiting for you, baby!" malik said through his cell phone conversation.

" okay! Be patient! Soon until really." said Andini through his incoming call.

" How long?" ask Malik again.

" This is across the street. You look ahead. I brought a white jazz car, Andini said.

" Oh that's yeah!" malik said while turning off his phone and trying to cross the road to the white jazz car in the intent.

In the distance, Andini has opened his car glass. His hand waved towards Malik. Her smile expands. It's so sweet. His heart came for him.

" Hey!" greet Malik as he reached out his hand and got into the white jazz car.

" I'm sorry, I'm late to pick her up. There was a meeting at the office. Must accompany the boss sir first and record and summarize all his results." Andini story.

" Erlangga?" ask Malik ketus.

" Yes! Mr. Erlangga's boss." said Andini chuckled at Malik's jealousy.

" I'm going to the inn first!" malik said with a loud tone.

" Not to the office. Go to the boss immediately, so that tomorrow can work directly. After all, later you can stay at home." said Andini.

Malik stared at Andini. Malik could not believe it. For the sake of his love, he was willing to do anything to be close and could at any time hug the woman who had stolen his heart.

" I live in your house? And I have to watch and watch every moment of your affection. Don't you have a heart, Andini? I have to endure the tightness and jealousy when I see your husband spoiled with you so with you" Malik said long.

" okay! Okay fine! What do you want?" ask Andini.

Malik stared intently at Andini. After a long time, his gaze began to soften. It's not Andini's fault if he has to watch the two of them together. He was the one who wanted to approach Andini in the city of Medan.

The risk should be accepted Malik. His heart will always be slashed and torn when he sees the romance and attention of the couple later.