I'm Just an Ordinary Widow

Widow twice

I finished my work. I tidied up the financial statements I just received from the manager. Summarizing it from month to month into one piece. So that my husband could read it more easily.

My husband was not in his room, I left some files he asked for on Raihan's desk.

"Bhum, where??" I pointed to the empty chair where my husband was sitting.

"I don't know Miss Jingga, she's in a hurry"

Really my role was only in bed all this time. Then what's the point of marriage if in terms of kayak gini aja you are not open mas.

"Yaudah Bhum, file this. I go home first"

"The driver is not?"

I had to lie, otherwise Bhumi could take me to my mother's house.

"Yes, there is a driver. Why take a taxi. hehehe already yes Bhum" Bhumi nodded then returned struggling with his laptop.

I left the office using an online taxi, my destination was Mom's house. On the way to a cafe I saw Raihan's car. I'm sure it's the car, because I've memorized the plates. Maybe he met a client there.

For hours I was in the car, I finally arrived at my housing complex. The taxi driver didn't drive me to the front of the house. Because it happens that there is a road repair that requires me to walk or at least replace my legs with an ojek at the base. I chose to walk because it was not too far away.

Drrrt Drrrrrtt, my phone is vibrating. Sign incoming messages.

I opened the whats*pp app and then an unknown number sent me a photo. It's not from anyone else, it's a deliberate photograph. Felicia was seen hugging someone, she was taking pictures of herself. I only saw the man's back but I knew clearly who he was. Because I used to see his back from the beginning I worked. This morning I prepared her clothes. That's why I recognized him. He was my husband, a husband who could not love me. Mas Raihan, how could you. Unknowingly the crystal chirp fell from my eye pelur. I want to scream, I want to cry. I can't go back to Mom's house in this situation. I decided to stop by my little best friend's house at the front turn before my house. I knocked on the door, my tears were falling. My body felt light, I no longer had the strength to stand. Soon someone opened the door for me.

"Orang? Why son? Come on in come on" the person I called grandfather hugged me tightly. I looked at him like he knew what my gaze meant. "Oh, the next time you go to the supermarket with grandma" I nodded.

Dimas was my best friend and best friend, we separated when Dimas continued his education in Singapore. I heard Dimas came back not long ago, so I ventured to come.

I haven't told you anything about my pain, but I'm sure my grandparents gave it to me. How can it be kept secret? Magazines and newspapers preach our marriages. Even our faces are popping up on tv. People easily recognize Raihan but not me. Often I run into his business colleagues on the street but they don't rebuke me. I was a different person in makeup yesterday.

Grandfather told me to lie down in the guest room, he accompanied me. Rubbing my long hair. He did this to calm me down. Before, when I was sad. This is the second house where I complained. Even Alm mas Ridho is also close to grandparents. But Ridho had never met Dimas in person. When Dimas returned Ridho was busy. It always is.

"Sir ?" A voice I know very well. She was Dimas, I immediately turned my body and sat down. Dimas came up to me and smiled mockingly.

"Have children still crybaby" Takkkkk . Yes it is the Dimas habit that I dislike the most. Head up !

Kokkkk ! "It's still a whiny wedding !" He nailed my head twice and lastly his face turned very serious.

"Huaaaaaa hicks.... Grandpa hhuaaaa Dimas evil hix" I vented my frustration, I still cried over the photo but I accidentally vented it on Dimas. I didn't want Dimas to hate my husband, I decided not to tell him.

"Dimas, already to. This is orange again sad you are tempted. Grandpa wants to make tea first" Grandpa left us both with the door open.

Dimas silently stared, sitting next to me.

"You hug the hyks.." I said as I spread my hand wide. Dimas pushed my head with his index finger.

"Lo has become the wife of an orange, danger if I hug" I put on a face so that Dimas hugged me.

"Jaudah here, you wayward. I told you to find a husband who loves you !" Dimas hugged me

Why is he talking like that? does he know I'm sad because of what?

"You mean? hyks. hyx.."

"Lap used to snot lo, stop crying we just chatted" it was his order but I just kept quiet. Dimas immediately grabbed the tissue on the table. Then wipe my tears and ing. She used to do it from a small age when she calmed me down while crying.

"Felicia made me deket, rather my senior was on campus" I widened my eyes in disbelief. My crying stopped a moment ago.

"Seriously lo?"

"Yes, when I lied to you. What's in it?"

I closed my eyes and put my shoulder to the head of the bed.

"What do you know?"

"Yes a lot, from ngatain lo pelakor. Even he confided with me when his girlfriend promised to leave you. Wait for the right time he said"

I'm beardy, my chest feels so tight. It seems to be just one-sided love. I love him but not Raihan.

"I think I've got other signs of being a widow again Dim. Perhaps the predicate of the widow is already a curse and will stick in me forever. I'm not the same level as Felicia Dim. I realize that"

"Lo don't talk about it dong, I'm so sad. If I go home, I am not married. I want to be Kinanti's dad. Not because I love you. I love you the same. I want to protect you. Maybe that way. But unfortunately I'm late."

"Awwww"

"Serious cave Orange. If you become a widow again, no need to find a mate again here and there. You marry me the same. Beres ! My parents already know you well anyway" he said casually, I pretended not to discuss it again by switching the conversation.

"Gue can nginep?"

"Not if you ask for a room with me rich as a child I can not, but if you want here yes please" Dimas really likes to tease me, even I often cry because of it. But Dimas doesn't like it the most when it's someone else who makes me cry.

"Gue here"

"Shake first, oh yes the hot water must be cooked. Hahaha yesterday the heater was broken I haven't serviced."

"No need Dim, cold water is enough to make my heart ademin again this fire. Ambilin anduk lo, kolor lo, t-shirt lo, *****lo if necessary"

"Jorok lo, I bought it just a stretch" Dimas narrowed his eyes and shrugged his shoulders in disgust.

"Gue was kidding, this is what I brought. But I really miss using kolor lo. Which basketball is okay?"

"Yes yes I took it" Dimas left me. I went straight into the bathroom and cleared my body of negative aura. I think I should take a flower shower !

I wrapped the towel around my waist until it covered under my knees. And I'm wearing a sweater. Dimas's basketball pants are of course his subordinates.

"Have you ever used ginian at home?" asked Dimas while shaking my head. I'm shaking.

"I got it from Adam. There is no beauty, he said. At home my husband is not brave either. He's afraid he's running away knowing I'm like this"

"Lo don't have to let him run away hahahaha" Dimas terbahak made me melt lips.

"Till eat first come on" said grandma calling me.

"Eat first yuk, my lager" Dimas nodded and pulled me to the dining table.

After finishing my meal and dimas went up to the roof. enjoyed the night breeze like we used to.

"Eh lo diem yes, I want to pick up the phone. Felicia" said Dimas, and I nodded. Dimas activated the speaker so I could hear it too.

"Dim !!!!!!"

"Oh, don't yell ! i'm denger"

"I met Raihan"

"Continue?"

"He said the same to me if the relationship with the actor was not harmonious. I am happy it will be. He will not be back with me for long. Yes not ?"

"Oh, congratulations. But inget loh Karma is real. You can do the same thing after you become his wife"

"Bangs*t to ! Cussing on me. I was the one at the corner . Karma from hong kong ! I'm talking to you the same way."

Tut

"Lo danger, right? It was Feli himself who told me the same story. I'm not making it up. You're ready to be my man" Dimas patted my shoulder. I came back crying. I hugged him tightly. I want to complain to Mom and Abah. But they must be sad. I don't want to burden them with my household problems.

I checked my phone many times. There was no sign of Raihan contacting me. It seems to be true what Felicia said. He'll be back to her soon.

"Lo see what? You expect your handsome husband to be nyariin lo?" I nodded sadly. Again, just patting my shoulder.

Shortly after my phone vibrated, I checked the message that just came in.

"A wife who went to leave the house without permission was included in the class of abusive wives?" the message from Mas Raihan made me pull the tip of my lips and put on a cynical smile.

I sent the photo I received from Felicia and then wrote a message

"You have already entered the category of the wife of the ungodly continue to want to be the reason for divorce, huh mas ? Please mas. I know everything. Water and oil will never come together"

The message was sent, three minutes later Raihan replied to my message.

"Where did you get that photo?"

"Airin bales !"

"Where are you ? Get it now"

"Airin ! Don't make me angry !"

I just read Raihan's message. I'm really disappointed. I don't intend to repay him. I don't care if I wake up tomorrow I'm a widow for the second time.