I'm your Husband's Second Woman

Part 17 Disassembled

Hendra pov

"Looks like Papa's so familiar with this boss?" tanya Retno on the side of the connecting road between the living room to the family room. He stood with his hands on his chest with his body leaning against the wall.

I put the phone in my shirt pocket, then turned the stiff body. My chest was pounding hard, afraid to see the sharp-shining eyes.

"Not really," I answered trying to get past the frightening gaze. Retno exhaled slowly.

"Stying was not between the boss and the men, "decak Retno was still with a ferocious gaze.

"Yes, I'm not his man, "I answered trying to dampen the situation that began to be less conductive. Wish he'd hooked my guts and forgot. But, it seems that the hot atmosphere continues. By allowing the eagle's eyes to continuously hit the heart. With a suspicious introverted look.

"Papa's aware, isn't he?" he said suddenly high. When I was right next to him. I'm stopping. Then look towards him.

"Father changed!" retno shouted down his deathly eyes. I jerked. Seeing that face look hard. I think Retno wants to expose me with questions that lead to it. Maybe he was starting to sense Aulia's existence.

Aulia really scared me. Right now it feels like my chest is beating faster. The worry of my secret being exposed makes that sense a blind rage.

"What changed, Ma? I'm still the same as I used to be" I'm trying to hold on to positions I don't want to blame. Although it is wrong.

"I didn't find the old Papa." replied Retno with the same face. Ready to pounce on the victim.

"I mean ...?"

"The father who used to always call family together. Where family is more than anything. Now there's no."

"I mean Mama, what?"

"I don't know what Papa's doing there?"retno said softly with a slightly trembling voice. Turn your face the other way. Droplets upon drops of his tears came down his cheeks.

"I don't have any proof but my instincts say papa's changed at the moment."

Won't Retno always give up when arguing with me? Even if he is right. Retno will definitely lower her ego when I get angry. The problem of the past quarrels is only a small ripple in the household. Not about betrayal.

If this debate continues and the demolition of my second marriage is revealed, it could be the same. He wants to give up and share the love. But the truth is not what I expected. It is clear that farewell will be chosen by Retno. Can I part with Retno because my true love for her has never diminished.

So I'm going to stick to sticking to the lies, hiding Aulia's whereabouts.

"So Mama accused me of cheating," I jolted fiercely. Hoping that Retno would realize my anger about her real suspicions is true

"I never want to say that word out of my mouth, but Papa said it himself."

Retno closed her eyes as if trying to suppress her pain. The crying was silent but it hurt so much. I'm sorry, Ma. Is this what I'm doing? Avoid this mood.

"Whatever, what did Mama say." I stepped into the room, picked up a suitcase and put some clothes in.

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The plane started flying slowly. His his hiss screamed loudly in the eardrum. Creates a buzz similar to thousands of wasps. From here, the house looks to shrink and then change the white clouds that march.

There is a tight squeezing feeling in the heart that is shrill tired. Yep. I'm tired of keeping this second marriage a secret. I wish it would be okay, but in fact I have to see a lot of cracks.

"When Papa was caliph. Don't think about how I feel. But think about how the children who will lose their Papa feel."

Retno's last words before I walk out the door. I-i know. It's not a threat but a decision. What if he knew about my betrayal. Not survive. And choose to go with the kids.

Retno was still standing there with her face down. I don't know how long he's been standing. Not budging even as I began to stuff my clothes roughly in the suitcase.

Angrier. I shouldn't be the one who's angry, but Retno. However, that feeling I took over by force. Without seeing his heart hurt. The breath he exhaled with great difficulty was the form of his bleeding heart.

Selfish. This man was suddenly so selfish. Even without a hug, I let the body tremble alone. Endure pain.