Game Over (Former Husband)

Must Stay Sane!

I turned off my phone again, without wanting me to reply to their messages. Not that I'm afraid, just that I don't want to add to the burden of the mind. I understand well that even if I stand in the midst of the truth, defending self-respect, it is still in their eyes that I am wrong. So it's useless to explain something that's true to people who hate us. There is only a waste of time, thoughts and adds to the burden of life.

I saved my phone again after reading messages from my husband, brother-in-law and my in-laws. What I'm not saying is happening too. What I did looked wrong in their eyes, and what Mas Azam did, all because in their eyes I was so the wife could not serve the husband.

Let them assume what they are like, which I am sure that if they are in my position, they will also do the same with what I do. Or they wouldn't do as I did because they only knew they were in the position of mistresses. Ah, I don't know what's clear me and their ways of thinking never go together.

Me, anti-cheating, polygamy or something. Nothing in my dictionary divides love and feelings. In my dictionary, it's better to be alone and separate than to have to keep poison in the household. Poison, not honey. Too beautiful is called honey in the household. When there is another life in our hearts set us. I don't know who said honey. I want to protest do not love the term honey for other women who enter into marriage. More suited to the title of poison, because he is present makes life bitter.

I think stories like this only exist in soap operas and celebrity lives that are full of drama, in fact now I actually feel it myself. In the enemy brother-in-law and in-law just because I as a woman, wife and mother want to demand justice. What I did was not just to embarrass my husband, but I also want to give an example and a deterrent effect on men out there who still like to play with fire by having adultery with any woman. It is better to stop doing useless things altogether. Because when the wife reports your actions, the one who is ashamed is not only the man and his mistress, but also the extended family.

Funny thing is when the big family has been cornered and embarrassed, they actually backlash the mentality of legitimate wives, like me.  With the intention that I do not continue reporting to the police. Maybe if other women who do not like complicated will choose peace and resolved by family.

However, I was just another, in my heart when I was terrorized with offensive words, I was just inwardly getting excited to keep going, she said, anyway it feels not satisfied that Mas Azam and his mistress have not felt sleeping behind bars. Wicked? Well, just think of it as that. Both the wrong people, the fall is actually used and copied.

I'm breaking the body back. While Gio was still angrily with Bi Jum, I resumed my delayed sleep. Faced with this problem, I need sanity so I must keep myself, with enough rest and nutritious meals.

Everyone has felt their life is at its lowest point. Just like I feel right now. I feel like I am in a difficult and difficult time.

If only I had listened to my parents' advice. Maybe I won't feel as disappointed as I am now. Filling the old man was really good. Mom and Dad were against our marriage. However, I who was blinded with love, actually opposed them and still chose Mas Azam, I have no problem not acknowledging their child anymore. Inwardly I still believe that the love of Mas Azam is the most sincere love, but in fact I was wrong.

Although my relationship with both my parents is now improving, but I feel ashamed if I have to go home to my parents when I am in trouble like this.

I was ashamed to not listen to my parents. Though they speak well, because they do not want their children to be disappointed.

"Nda, go home .." whine Gio. Maybe he doesn't feel at home Gio lives in Meli's house.

"Going home? Gio's going home?" I asked by rubbing my son's hair which is currently three years old.

Gio nodded with his lips almost spilled as he came back crying.

"This is Gio's house. We live here now." Although I know Gio doesn't know what I'm saying yet, I hope that Gio understands a little about my current condition. Well, I also understand Gio is not used to living in Meli's house. As a child, I almost never left home too long. I am a woman who is more comfortable living at home.

I held Gio while praying for my son to sleep. Surely not long ago I timang-timang Gio sweet had already slept. Turns out my son is just ketchup and sleepy.

"Mom, Father, where are Mom and Gio?" Bi Jumi, give her cell phone and show her a message from her father Gio.

"Please don't tell me we're here. Aunty please find a reason for Mas Azam to believe that Bibi doesn't know where we are" I asked. I don't want to have words attacking Bi Jumi. Let him work quietly.

"Good Mom."

Luckily Bi Jumi could be counted on she chose to be on my side. Even with all the risks.

Seriate.....

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