Forgive Me My Husband, I Betrayed You

SLACK NIGHT

Have you been a prisoner of my love? Handcuffed by a taste that is difficult to get rid of. Imprisoned by thick high walls.

Strength does not only come from punches, kicks, slaps or anything else. The greatest strength comes from a great heart. Even a gentle wind can destroy the universe. Like the solid foundation of the highest mountain, it can be destroyed by the terrible shock of the earth's grandmother who wriggled. That is how love. If that love has controlled his heart, subconsciously he thinks he is incapable of common sense. The world is like a hot worm, if the longing tickles the soul. A day of not meeting feels thirsty all the time. A thirst that is insatiable because of his love that has not been seen.

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Inside the guest room, Malik was still in his uneasiness on the bed. His eyes glared at the ceiling of the room. Occasionally turn on the television on display on the wall of the room. So far his determination has become clearer, only fixated on the figure of Andini. His feelings are still very clear. His heart was still unchanged, adrift and imprinted on a pure white face that held tenderness and affection.

He took his cell phone in his hand. His hands started to nosy typing something in there. One name is still clearly stored in it, on his personal phone. Andini is called 'My queen'. Malik, so adored Andini in everything. I don't know what makes Malik's eyes blinded by romance.

" Have you slept?" malik wrote to Andini's mobile number.

Almost half an hour there was no sign of chating it was read by Andini. Maybe, Andini is chatting with her husband, Erlangga. Oh God! How sad and sad to remember that. Andini chatting and making out and mixing love with Erlangga.

" Andini! You have burned this fire of jealousy." murmured Malik as he threw his cell phone at his bedside.

Several times, Malik was agitated in his bed. His eyes did not want to be closed. His mind is still traveling anywhere. Down the street - the road is full of anger and loneliness. Finally, Malik got up from his bed and stepped out of the guest room and sat in front of the porch of Erlangga's pretty luxurious house.

The night is getting late. The sound of night accompanied the silence in front of the house. In front there are still two guards house guards are still busy guarding while playing chess. With the smell of black coffee that pierces the nose.

One of the guards began walking and sat down to approach Malik.

" Can't sleep yet, Mommy?" ask the security guard whose name is Pak Budi.

" Eh, yes sir. Maybe not used to sleeping in a luxurious house" replied Malik origin.

Malik's answer was full of lies. Not all this time Malik lived in luxury also in the city of Semarang. Malik is the son of a conglomerate boy also in the big city. It's just that Malik always tries to be independent in all his efforts - businesses and businesses. Malik did not want to work in a company run by his father. It all started from his father's capital to run all his business. In the end, Malik can prove that he can manage everything without the intervention of his parents.

" Want coffee? Let me make it." bargain Mr. Budi kindly.

" Oh can! But it doesn't bother you, does it?" malik said stale.

" Of course not! Oh yes, introduce me Budi. Just call it Budi mas." said Mr. Budi while extending his hand to introduce himself.

" Oh yes, mas Budi." said Malik.

" All right! I make coffee first yeah, mas!" said Mr. Budi while entering the house and stepping into the kitchen.

Not long after that Diana came out of the house and sat down in a chair close to Malik.

" Uh? Shock me!" sahut Malik with his Javanese accent is still thick.

" aha! Just so shocked! Just like a kuntilanak, I." said Diana with a smile and looked at Malik.

" Not slept yet?" diana asked with a lot of words.

" Yes, I can't sleep yet" Malik replied with a chuckle when there was nothing funny.

" Mas Malik, the thought of his girl in Semarang is well mas?" diana asked trying to know Malik's personal.

" Eh, where does anyone want to be with me, brother?" malik said kindly.

" Eh, just call me Diana!" said Diana with a sweet smile.his smile looks made as sweet as possible so that Malik can be attracted to her.

" Where can it be like that, brother. Hehehe." said Malik with a smile.

" Now, this is the black coffee mas." sahut Pak Budi who suddenly came out of the house while carrying two cups of black coffee for Malik and one cup of coffee for whom.

" Eh, Mr. security guard. Who's one cup of coffee for?" diana asked with a friendly smile.

" I also want you, Mr. Satpam." replied Diana.

" This is Diana's sister! Hehe." said Mr. Budi finally gave the cup of coffee to Diana.

" Bang Budi! Thank you very much Bang!" malik said with a smile.

" Hehehe..so I made more coffee?" said Mr. Budi then stepped lazily into the house to make coffee again for himself.

" Haha!" Diana chuckled at Pak Budi's reaction.

Diana stared intently at Malik who was seen laughing. His laughter was so full of crisp, like crackers.

" Mas Malik if he laughs, add his handsome loh!" diana was full of seduction.

" Sister Diana, good at seducing." Malik smiled.

" That's right! Don't call Brother Dong, Mas! Our age may be the same, or Mas Malik is older than me." said Diana.

" I'm still 35 years old" Diana said.

" Oh yeah? I think it's 17 years old, brother!" malik started joking.

" Did! Starting right?" sahut Diana's.

" What did you start?" ask Malik.

" Beginning good at seducing too.hehe." replied Diana smiling.

" Hehe. Indeed, the fact is Diana's sister still looks young." said Malik.

" How old is Mas Malik?" diana asked full of questions.

" 37 years old, brother!" answer Malik honestly.

" That's right! Then I'm right, you should call Mas Malik. And call me, Diana, Mas!" diana said with imposition.

" Hehe. That so?" malik said as he stared at the park in front of the terrace.

" Good luck in this city, Mommy!" said Diana.

" Yes, amen!" sahut Malik's.

" If there is a more promising work, would Mas Malik want to?" ask Diana.

" Is being a driver, not promising?" malik.

" No! That's not what I meant. In my workplace, I know there is a good position, I guess I will not work there. Of course with a bigger salary" said Diana with her lure.

" I'm looking for a good job, brother. Eh Diana! After all, I just graduated high school, Diana." Malik said full of lies.

" Any no worries, Mom. There I am, in that office. I can definitely take you to that company. So that we can be together every day" said Diana.

" Withy.haha. There's just one!" sahut Malik chuckled.

" But I'm serious!" said Diana.

" Thank you very much for your attention. But I'm grateful to be able to work with Mr. Erlangga, Diana." said Malik ended the conversation between the two. Because Malik was tired of sitting in the foyer. A conversation that for him is not fun without Andini.