
Today I did not go to work, I spent time sitting in the side garden, watering the rose plant and drawing.
This is the third day that Mr. Arga is not home, last night Mr. Joe has given word, if not later tonight, then tomorrow morning they will fly back to this city.
I asked Salimah to bring warm chocolate as usual to accompany me to sit here.
When Salimah returned with a cup of warm chocolate, she revealed a confused and pale face.
"Well, what's wrong?" ask me when she refuses to let me sit in the chair next to me.
"Emm, Anu, Miss. There's Miss Hana in the living room" he said, squeezing his own hands.
"What's he doing here?"
"No idea, Non."
"Aren't you telling me Mr. Arga isn't home?"
"Here you go, but he wants to meet the lady, not the master."
"All right, I'll see him."
I left behind a warm chocolate that I had not tasted at all, a picture book of mine I left there.
"Who are you looking for, Miss Hana?" I was still trying to be polite, even though I hated her so much after seeing her attitude at dinner that time.
"Ah, I'd like to see you, Miss Sabrina." She smiles.
"Call me Sabrina. If you're looking for Mr. Arga, he's not home" I said.
"I know," he replied with a smile full of falsehoods.
"Then, who are you looking for?"
"I just want to see you, Sabrina. I want to show you something."
"If you come just for pleasantries, then please leave this house" I said.
"You! don't be arrogant, you dare to kick me out?"
"Of course, this is my husband's house, which means this is also my home, I have the right to accept anyone who comes and expels anyone who bothers."
"your husband? Hahaha" He laughed widely, unethical.
"In this house, he's your husband, but do you know what he's doing out there?"
"You're just a mistress, Sabrina. You don't deserve her completely, however she's mine." she continued.
He stood up to me, showering me with such a piercing look of hatred, I tried to stay calm, trying not to believe anything he said.
"Please think as you please, if you are done with your babble, please leave," I said in a still soft tone, I let out a long sigh.
"See this!" he said while throwing his phone, I opened the phone screen.
As my eyes widened in disbelief, on the screen of the phone was seen Mr. Arga sitting side by side with Miss Hana, Mr. Arga holding a glass filled with drinks, his lips smiling cheerfully, and his, while the snake woman also sat down with a face full of smiles of happiness.
I squeezed the phone as hard as my strength, my chest tightened, it felt like thousands of spears pierced my heart, so sick, a single tear escaped just like that.
I think, after the last month he's always been attentive to me, it's all because of sincerity. Why is this pain so real, even I've prepared great things that will change our lives. You're mean!
Mr. Arga was wearing a shirt from me, a shirt I had just given him a few days before his departure, which means it was the latest photo. I swiped roughly the clear droplets that were falling incessantly.
"Hows it? you surprised? it's a picture of us waiting for a business partner to come for dinner together" Ms Hana said, seizing her phone from my trembling hand.
"No, I believe my husband is not what he looks like in the photo. Besides, you could've edited it, I don't believe in a cunning woman like you."
"Whatever you say, the important thing is that I told you. Oh yeah, don't think that all this time he loved you, he wasn't at all what you expected," she smiled cynically.
"You don't believe it? look at this video." Miss Hana showed me the video on her phone screen again, with a pale face, I was still curious to see the contents of the video.
"Yes" answered Mr. Arga briefly.
"I want to be your second wife, I'm sure she won't mind either" continued Miss Hana.
"really?" mr. Arga smiled.
"Do you love her?" search for Miss Hana.
"I don't know." replied Mr. Arga while choking, then the video ended.
It hurts, it hurts to hear Mr. Arga's answer. I set my breath deeply, trying to control myself so that this hand would not reach the long hair that had been in the booth with the beautiful snake woman.
"I'm just waiting for time, if you don't let her marry me, then Arga's gonna divorce you soon, dump you like shit." Miss Hana is standing next to the staircase fence.
"You're so confident, Hana."
"Nobody can stop me from getting Arga, including women like you."
"Ah, my husband will never leave me, because I am currently pregnant with his son, the son of the fruit of our love all this time" I said with a smile, As soon as the woman's face was pale, he looks in disbelief.
"You pregnant?" His eyes glared as if he wanted to jump out of place.
"Yes, of course I'm pregnant, every night we always spend time sharing sweat together," I said slowly, but cruelly.
"lik! Arga never told me that."
"What am I lying to? this is indeed the result of beautiful nights that we never miss, I will immediately tell him after he comes home later," said Miss Hana, not budging, she silently pecked.
"Why? are you surprised now?" I continued, I tried hard, for the sake of the child who was residing in my womb.
"Fuckin' woman!" Meaning, the woman who had dressed beautifully and dressed sexy now face reddened with anger, her hands clenched firmly, her jaw hardened with sharp eyes as sharp as razor sharp.
"Whatever you say. Please go home, I will open the door for you to leave this house immediately," I said, trying to keep smiling, I must not look fragile in front of him.
Without waiting for the answer, I took a quick step without looking. When going down the stairs, suddenly next to the leg Miss Hana kicked my calf, she was standing right next to the stairs.
I lost my balance, I tried to reach the ladder fence, but not until, because my hands were wet because of the cold sweat that I had been able to withstand making my grip slippery.
The surprised Miss Hana tried to reach my body, but I was already rolled quickly to the end of the stairs.
Blood flowed from my head and thighs, my eyes were twitching, I was holding my stomach which was very painful.
"Miss!" I heard the sound of Salimah screaming in fear, she came up to me and shouted for help.
Faintly, I saw Miss Hana standing at the top of the stairs, was she happy to see me like this?
I lost consciousness until the pain in my stomach disappeared.
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