Hold on or let go!

The Eps 66

We just finished dinner. Luckily for me, my pregnant child does not make me feel the drama like pregnant women in general. Nausea, vomiting, nagging, just like women feel. But...maybe have not experienced it yet huh?

I just felt like I always wanted to be close to my husband, wanting to be spoiled, inhaling his distinctive sweaty scent. But.. precisely when close like this I even feel annoyed and hate. Yes, I hate to remember what happened.

People say love is blind. I still love my husband even though the heartache he inflicted is so intense and may never even heal.

So did Silvy, who already knew that Alby was a married man but still harbored his love for my husband. Uh, now it's not just my husband but our husband.

How beautiful your life Bia! As a teenager, you saw what mother's betrayal looked like to you. Growing up and surviving in the middle of the separation of the two parents is painful. Hate the scorn of those who corner. He himself was a victim of his parents.

Stamped as a cheating son. Sick? Yes, of course it hurts. No matter how big your father tried to strengthen me, still did not change people's views on me.

Ora nuts are on the way!

It is a Javanese proverb which means the habit of children imitating their parents (.Kurleb so, Mon maap if othor wrong 🙏)

Actually, that sentence did not have to be made

'judgment'. But most people judge and look at the negative side.

'Had it been, his son must have been. Cheater!'

Maybe that was their view on me, including Febri's mother who was none other than my teacher when SMK first.

Still ringing in my ears when I last saw him. I just returned home and Febri mas is not in service.

Febri took me to his house. Yes, our house is different from the village. But his brother was Febri, with me.

At that time, Febri was going to his room somehow to take what. I was in his living room. Why am I so confident in getting there? Sure was! Our relationship was over five years. Like a human, the boy had entered the paud.

"Koe Jeh dating Ambi Febri?"

(You're still dating Febri?)

I turned towards that voice which was none other than Febri's mother.

I grabbed the back of his hand for my Salami, but on the edge.

A liverache? Yes, it is time no! But I tried to smile.

"Pripun kabare Ma'am? Healthy?", I asked stale because I have not been home for a long time.

(How is the news)

"Bij...Bia..press anytime mom will not bless you with Febri. You want to go to college even have a professor's degree mother will not agree. So the soldier's wife wasn't easy!"

I looked down at Febri's mother.

"Febri could have been transferred out of town outside the island and even abroad" said Bu Sri, Febri's mother.

"But Alhamdulillah so far our relationship is fine Mom!", I tried to convince her mother Febri.

"Nduk.nduk.nga need to dream to be my son-in-law. I already have the right candidate for Febri. It's definitely not you."

His pain is here.mau pointed chest taste!

"So the soldier's wife is not easy, must be faithful! Ye? While you? His mother was like that, surely his son was not much different! It is easy to be tempted by other men. Though clearly her husband was close, material was fulfilled! Less what?"

I squeezed both my hands in my lap.

"You will often be left with a task! Seeing your background alone is very dubious!", said Bu Sri.

Oh my God, it hurts to judge like that!

After a while Febri approached me.

"Mom, we want to go first!", said Febri.

That day we went from morning until evening. What the hell are we doing? Lots! There were so many memories we had that day!

"Thank you for today, baby!", said Febri at that time. I nodded in his arms. Maybe this is the last time I'm hugging Febri.

Don't ask what we did at the time! Yes, it is so! But we realized, not to exceed the limit.

I made up my mind, that day was the last day I met him. I was trying to create a beautiful memento with her before actually moving away in the real sense.

After that meeting, I never contacted him again. I deactivated my sosmed. Change my cell phone number. Anyway, I'm determined to forget it. I followed her mother Febri's wishes so I wouldn't want to be part of her family.

Although I realize, here I am wrong. Leaving Febri unilaterally. But this is all for his good. Evidently, it wasn't until two years from when I left her that she was already the husband of someone.

Tok.dok...Geck...

The knocking of the door awakened me from the reverie that remembered my past. I got out of my bed. A Alby opened the door because he was in the television room.

"Assalamualaikum mas!", said Anika.

"Walaikumsalam, come in Nik!" said Alby. I caught up with Alby who had opened the door.

"Mbak Bia!", Anika came straight to me and hugged me.

"Maafin Ika mba!" said Anika. I returned his embrace. Yeah, I know he's sorry he told me so bad.

I broke his embrace.

"Who are you here with? It's late!", I said wryly seeing no one outside. There's only a black Paj*** car in front of my house. Alby was already sitting on the sofa.

"Just like dad's aide."

I scrunched my eyebrows. Daddy's adjutant?

"Ajudan your father?", I asked as I took Anika sitting across from Alby who had folded her hands on her chest with her face bent. But still he is handsome hahaha

"Hum! It turns out that Dimas and Seto's brother was his classmate at Febri. They're at Febri's mas house right now!" said Anika.

Alby is still a loyal listener between me and Anika.

"Your father...???"

"Yes, my father is their superior heheheh!" said Anika cengengesan.

"Owh..!", I rounded my mouth.

So, Anika's father was Febri's superior?

"Oh yes Ma'am, said the father of food mbak Bia very good!", said Anika hyperbol.

"Oh yeah?", I asked as if I wanted to convince. I also know that my cooking is delicious. What a pede, Mom????

"Hum! Unfortunately, my father will only serve here for a while. Tomorrow we'll be back in town again."

Alby was not interested in hearing our conversation, he left us both in the living room.

I was also surprised, why I was so easily familiar with Anika. But today you just met. Our first meeting was not good either.

"Mba, can I tell you a little bit about Silvy?", asked Anika hesitantly.

What does this boy mean???

"What do you mean Ika?", I asked. I followed her calling Ika will be.

"But, mbak Bia do not misunderstand me first mba. Please hear me first."

I sighed and at me nodded slowly.