I REPLY TO MY HUSBAND'S AFFAIR

THE WOMAN BEGAN TO ACT

I sat by myself thinking while spending my break at the office this afternoon. The shadow of Fahmi's face this morning was so cheerful when going between his father and school, after a week more did not get the attention and time together with the father.

Suddenly a desire arises to call Mas Bayu, asking how Fahmi this morning until his school. Whether it was too late or not, whether our baby asked his father for something else that recently seemed busy. Is that what I want to ask my husband, only about his obligations as a father.

I rubbed my face rough, instantly realizing it might be true that I was too boring as a wife. In my head all along, just swirling about the routine of being a housewife. Maybe I did not please my husband when he spoke to him, so it made him feel bored.

I sipped a cup of warm coffee, reconciling the unrest of my heart. I should have paid more attention to my husband when we had time to talk together, so that his heart would not be lured to the woman he adored in the past.

So are the words of mother-in-law true? I must realize that my position is second at this time, because Dini who first inhabited the deepest recesses of my husband's heart, there may even be a curiosity in the heart of Mas Bayu because it used to not be able to have a woman in his dream.

Recollecting the incident this morning when Mas Bayu was friendly to feed me breakfast, I again moved to continue trying to embrace the integrity of our marriage. I reached for the phone, touched the call menu to call Mas Bayu, surely he was also taking a break this afternoon so he was more free to receive my phone.

"Wa'alaikum greetings, Ms Hani." came the sweet voice of a woman answering my greetings, like the voice of Dini? why did he answer my phone, as free as that Mas Bayu's phone can be in his hands until the woman dare to receive my phone call.

"This is my husband's number, right? Why is the phone on Mom Dini?"my question is very astonished.

"Yes right. Mas Bayu is in my room, Mom. He's busy, eemm .. busy is it hard to explain his hihihi." Dini replied to me with a voice, making disgust seep in my chest.

"Mom! I why Mas Bayu's phone can be touched by mother.it's my husband's personal item." I said ketus.

"Patience, Ma'am patient dong. I again saw the photo gallery on Mas Bayu's phone, the photos of us both hihihihi." the woman giggled back after saying, saying, made my blood almost go up to the crown.

"What photo? A picture of two sinners posing together?" tanyaku. "Give my husband his cell phone, I want an important talk"

"Ish, Ms. Hani is rightly suspicious of me hihihi, these are photos of our products on the market. Mas Bayu is the one who keeps a photo of our product updates at the distributor, this was just sent from our marketing team. I have to move to the file I dong, yes." he said.

"Whatever the photo is none of my business. If there is a phone, the mother should immediately give it to the owner of the phone, not even in her own embrace." I closed my eyes expelling the growls, not wanting to get more provoked by anger.

"Yes, yeah... This mas there is a call from the first lady.quickly in greeting so as not to get old waiting for you," Dini's taunts are again heard by me, really want to test my patience.

Sayup-sayup I heard Mas Bayu's last laugh, he could laugh freely as happy as that when together with Dini. It was so painful to hear it. They now have more time to be together because they are in one office in the same division. While I only got the time Mas Bayu left.

"Did Ms Min tell you about mom at home?" ask Mas Bayu without greeting warmly first.

"Yet. I just wanted to pick Fahmi up later in the afternoon. You promised him you'd pick him up"

"Yes sorted. You did not call Mbak Min asked how is the condition of the mother? How the hell are you not paying attention."

I linked my eyebrows in wonder, shouldn't the more attention that Mas Bayu on the health of the mother and can find out for yourself to Mbak Min. Why am I being blamed while he himself was alone with Dini, I muttered in my heart.

"I'm sorry, Mas. You should be more attentive to mother, sepetin dong ask the same Mbak Min. Already yes, don't forget lunch."

Failing is my desire to speak sweetly and pay attention to Mas Bayu because of the presence of Dini between our conversations earlier. I said hello and hung up the phone with a disappointed heart.

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"Oh, his father must be forgetful to pick me up. I'm going to school now, drop Fahmi for a bit, yes, Mom, thank you.

I immediately drove the car, looking for an alternative road so as not to get stuck in traffic. If it can't pick up then Mas Bayu should have given me some news. Huft, whether being with Dini is more important to him than watching his own son get so upset at my heart.

I hunted down the car park as soon as I got to Fahmi's school. My son was still pouting when he saw me arrive, he got into the car without greeting me first.

I stared softly at Fahmi who was sitting quietly beside me without his usual cheerfulness.

"Sorry, sweetheart. Mother thinks the father who picked up, already do not sulk Mama so sad" I persuaded Fahmi.

"I'm not upset with mom, but with dad." My son was angry.

"Maybe dad's busy being forgetful. Dad must not want to make news to mother as well."

My son is still bending his face, he looks very upset. If Mas Bayu saw him at this time he would be very guilty of making Fahmi disappointed. What made my husband forget his promise with his son.

I had to make my son smile again, I decided to take him to the mall to buy his favorite snack.

"you can choose any of your favorite foods, we can eat chicken chrysanthemum" I said as the car entered the mall parking lot.

"Well are we here? I'll be tutoring robotics." Fahmy reminded me.

"Hours used to be okay, haven't we been out for a long time, have we?" my answer is relax

"Bigger" Fahmi pleased.

Mall visitors if this afternoon is usually crowded. I walked hand in hand with Fahmi exchanging smiles.

"Mother, I go to the toilet, I'll go to the chicken shop" Fahmi whispered.

"Yes, honey, be careful"

Fahmi did not come after me for long enough so I feel very worried even though we often go to this mall and Fahmi has memorized the ins and outs of this place. Eemm, maybe the toilets are in line, I'm muffling to my concerns.

Fahmi arrived with a very upset face. What's wrong with her? My son gave me his cell phone. "See in the photo gallery." Fahmi said softly it seemed like no one wanted to hear everything he said.

I nodded, curiously opening the photo gallery. How surprised I saw a photo of Mas Bayu with Dini walking hand in hand in this mall.

"So I saw them on the side escalator who wanted to go to the third floor. I lied about not going to the toilet but wanting to follow them" Fahmi said with an upset face.

I still stared at the screen in disbelief, then turned to look at my son worriedly, afraid that what he saw would hurt his heart.

"I hate you, and that wicked woman." Fahmi grumbled softly, making me very worried.