I'm (Not Again) An Affair Woman

SEASON 2 - EPS 7

Ressa walks down a dark alley, her tears sagging. He carried a medium size bag and carried it on his shoulders. There weren't many things he had brought, just a few clothes and food and a little money.

"Now I have to go where it is tonight, but hopefully I can find another contract far enough away" Ressa said in her heart. Sometimes his hands rubbed his wet cheeks.

Her heart was still hurting, she thought after so many years, Aris would finally forget about Aira, but it didn't. Aris is planning something for Aira.

"For let alone me to survive by his side, there's no point. I shouldn't have stayed with someone who didn't love me anymore" Lirih Ressa with tears that returned soaking her cheeks

Now Ressa's appearance is very shabby, wearing a worn skirt and oversized T-shirt belonging to Aris which is also worn. Hair that is cut short is rather not wasteful wear shampoo.

After walking for hours, Ressa noticed a sign contracted. He immediately found out by asking the surrounding residents who were patrolling.

"Sorry sir, I'd like to ask. Who's that contract?" Ask Ressa kindly.

"Oh happened to have me, Ma'am want to sign?" Ask the middle-aged father who wears a peci and a cocoa shirt who was sitting with 3 other people.

"Yes sir, how many do you think there are?" Ressa asked doubtfully, she was afraid that the money was not enough. The father did not immediately reply, he noticed Ressa's clothes.

"Bak himself?" Ask the man to make sure

"Yes sir, I'm alone." Ressa was a little surprised.

"150 thousand Mbak, enough for yourself." Said the Father smiling.

But his friends seemed surprised by what they heard. Had not had time to ask, the father was saying goodbye to take Ressa first.

"Mas-Mas, I take her first yes, Mas Syarif can accompany me?" Ask the Father named Mr. Ruslan to ask one of his companions.

The three of them finally made their way to Mr. Ruslan's contract. On the way, Mr. Ruslan requested a photocopy of Ressa's identification for the data. After giving the house keys and allowing Ressa directly fill the rented house, Pak Sharif fan Pak Ruslan returned to the patrol post.

"So why is the contract so cheap? not 500 grand a month?" Ask Mr. Sharif astonished.

"Yes, but I can't. The power he has walked a long way, Mas, his feet are very dirty," said Mr. Ruslan to Mr. Sharif.

"Well, what if he stays long?" Mr. Sharif added.

"What's up, it's alms, sir," replied Mr. Ruslan smiling.

"If she turns out to be a woman, how is she, sir? If a good woman is not likely to start a contract at this hour, alone again," said Mr. Syarif trying to convince Mr. Ruslan.

"Already sir, don't be bad, the important thing is we must keep doing good, if it turns out he is not a good person, it's not our business." Said Mr. Ruslan patted Mr. Sharif's shoulder while walking back to the patrol post to join the other Fathers.

Meanwhile, Ressa who is already in contract sits on a mattress. In the contract there is already a mattress and a small closet. The floor mattress is clean though not new.

Ressa decides to leave the house to leave Aris. He laid his exhausted body walking for miles. Sometimes when very sad, even though walking far does not feel tired, the leg pain is also not so felt. Because the pain in your heart dominates.

Ressa's legs were scuffed, her shoulders were also throbbing from carrying the bag. Her tears were flowing, but that was not what she cried. His heart was so sick that the pain in his body was not so pronounced.

While Aris at home fell asleep with a warm blanket. She had no memory of Ressa not coming home. Aris fell asleep after buying a meatball that passed in front of her house.

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The sound of children running around, was heard so clearly when Ressa opened her eyes. It was morning, the activity in the village where Ressa currently lives was quite crowded. Ressa got up and opened her rented door, the air was quite cool due to the heavy rain overnight.

After that Ressa sat back on the mattress and opened her wallet.

"My money is 120 thousand more, if I spend it on food, this will only be enough for a few days. How am I supposed to do?" Inner Ressa while closing her eyes.

Not long after, a woman knocked on Ressa's rented room door.

"Excuse me" said Ms. Hanna

"Yes for a moment" replied Ressa, opening the door immediately

"Sir, this is a little food, eaten first yes," Hanna's mother said kindly.

"But ma'am," Ressa refused to feel awkward, she didn't know who the good-natured mother was.

"I'm Hanna Mr. Ruslan's wife, who has a contract. If there's any need for anything, say the same mother yes mbak, home mom at the end of the hallway brown color." Said Bu Hanna kindly, Ressa smilingly received the food from Bu Hanna with pleasure.

"Thank you very much Mom, sorry I was a hassle" Ressa said as Ms. Hanna said back home. After Ms. Hanna came home, Ressa closed the door to her rented room and opened the food box given by Ms. Hanna.

When the food box was open, the distinctive aroma of sauteed salted fish and sambal immediately came out attacking Ressa's nose, so she could not wait to immediately devour the food in front of her. Ms. Hanna also gave one bottle of mineral water.

Ressa is very grateful because she met a good person, and it made her tear up, she cried happily because it turns out she was still reunited with good people.

Meanwhile, Aris wakes up and opens a stall, Aris thinks Ressa is going to the market as usual. Until the sun begins to rise, Aris realizes that Ressa is not coming back.

Aris pacing back and forth in the front yard of his small house. He then ran into the room and opened the closet, which was his guess. Ressa's clothes are no longer there.

"Damn it!! where else is that woman!! It's not like being a wife!!" Teruak Aris is upset. He threw whatever he reached out so the little house was a mess.

"Tok tok tok"

The sound of knocking on the door from outside, Aris immediately came out and it was Satrio who came.

"Oh Mr. Satrio, please come in, sir,"

"I'm here to bring some clothes for Mr. Aris, I hope you will be pleased," Satrio said carrying a suitcase containing several suits and shirts and pantopel shoes.

"Thank you, Mr. Satrio, I'm not happy to accept this from you." Reply Aris opened the suitcase brought by Satrio. And it turns out it's a brand of clothing.

"So how? Have you thought about our plan?" Satrio asked Aris, who was answered by Aris' grinning smile. He's been up to something.