I REPLY TO MY HUSBAND'S AFFAIR

CHAPTER 25. Longs

Arriving the end of the auction announcement session. It's true my guess, my team won the tender. Starting today, I will handle the latest product branding handled by Dini and Mas Bayu divisions. God has given me ease today, washing the wounds of hearts that have plagued me in recent days.

"I'm amazed at you, Ms. Hani. As I recall, our product was also made advertising by the mother until the sales exploded, until now a popular product in the community even though it has been a dozen years since launching." A company official whom I know very well by name, came over and praised me and congratulated me. She also recognized me as Mas Bayu's wife.

"Yes, Sir. Thank you, this new product is praying for a popular catch up too." I clenched my hands, in gratitude for her praise that made me even more excited.

"So when did you get back to work? Mr. Bayu ngak this story if his wife has been struggling again in the world of advertising. Great wife, Mr. Bayu." The company official patted Mas Bayu on the shoulder, my husband looked wrong.

I put on a smile, giving thanks can prove that I am worthy of respect and not just a weak woman who is not smart anymore. I don't seem to like hearing that compliment. It seems that he was wrong, forced to congratulate me by enduring the shame of having insulted me earlier.

I waltzed with Luluk and Mr. Kevin to the exit of the meeting room by carving a winning smile on our faces.

"Bu Hani, can we talk for a while in my room. About .. our project." Mas Bayu stopped my steps.

I turned to Mas Bayu for a moment, then looked at Luluk for his opinion. He raised his eyebrows, which meant that he handed the decision to me.

"Alright, Father. Mari" I replied in official language, obey his request, however Mas Bayu my current work project partner.

I'm following the steps of the man I've decided I'm gonna sue for divorce. Entering the room Mas Bayu I strengthen my heart so as not to get carried away with my feelings. I have to be professional, work without involving my heartbreak.

"What's your goal for the tender?" Mas Bayu asked fiercely, we have entered his room.

"What purpose? Hmmm, what do you think?" I said turn around.

"Surely want me to come back with you again, is that true?" the man looked at me deeply, as if to dive into my most honest heart.

For a moment, I was a little nervous, I could see that there was a bit of longing in the eyes of the man who was still officially my husband. I rounded my eyes, trying to look fine despite staring back at him with a loud thump in the chest.

"Hey, are you nervous? I love seeing you that way, which means I'm right if..."

"Hey, it looks like you're still thirsty for admiration. Don't think I can make me go back to wasting my life with a man like my father" I said quickly, refuting Mas Bayu's unfinished accusation.

"I just realized you were wearing that scarf, do you still remember back then?"

Mas Bayu seemed convinced that the scarf was worn to remind me of the beautiful memories when he told me about the love story of water and flowers. He grabbed my finger so tightly that it felt so real warm his skin touched my skin, the man looked so handsome wearing an ash shirt with black pants that I used to prepare for him in the morning.

Time after time I was willing to prepare the clothes neatly, willing to wait for his return every day after work more than fifteen years, he said, serve and accompany with all love in every tiredness. My heart was sliced with pain, suddenly my hand unconsciously clenched into the menhan lara again gaping.

"I was once a very loyal, obedient and heaven-wishing woman by serving my husband. But everything is buried deep, you know better why. Take my hand, let go!" I bluffed, unwilling to be considered a lonely woman after being abandoned by her.

My heart rippled violently, when Mas Bayu did not also take off tightly his finger grip between my fingers, even put it on his chest that field. At first glance, I sensed that he realized the meaning of me that had given color to him for so long.

I tried to jump his fingers, showing that I didn't want to be bothered by him anymore. Not that I was afraid to get carried away again in the pounding of my chest, but the fate line was like testing me right now.

"So, be honest about what you're bidding for?" Mas Bayu repeated the same question, slowly released my finger after painstakingly failing to hold it.

"I have a lot of dreams about my son's happiness. Ready to know also after winning the tender, there was a handsome man of good character who was lured to me and became a good father to Fahmi." I chose the perfect answer.

Mas Bayu clenched his hands, furious as it seemed, maybe he felt I was cornering him. "You're still my wife! remember that! I'm just my father my son."

"Eemm, please take care of the working professional. You brought me here to discuss the project with us, forget about the others." I said firmly, whispering directly in Mas Bayu's ear.

Not to mention Mas Bayu said, Dini came following into the room, the clattering of his shoes sounded very sickening to me. The tall slim woman did have a higher posture and prettier than me, but her personality trait was not worth her physical beauty.

"Weird, why does Mom Early feel like that? Is there anything I should know about you to the point of approaching you two?" I said knocking, away from beside Mas Bayu.

Early shifting steps, he was standing beside Mas Bayu now. "We look good, don't we? Our hearts were already adrift, long before Bu Hani was among us."

Mas Bayu stood next to Dini restlessly, he seemed to be uncomfortable with the words Dini earlier, but strangely he just kept silent. Cowardly is the man who is still my husband.

Angry to hear the words of Dini earlier, I stared at him sharply and said casually, "For me now, Mas Bayu is like a secondhand. Soon she will be my ex-husband. A level of directors like Bu Dini was only able to accommodate the former husband of ordinary housewives like me? That sounds so cool." I'm laughing a little. Mas Bayu was surprised to hear my words, he looked hurt I considered like a secondhand.

While Dini seemed to be deeply offended by my words, she took a quick step closer to me again. The clasp of his shoes is now starting to like, I've managed to make him ride the apitam.

Mas Bayu looked tense, he seemed worried that my words earlier would trigger a fierce mouth war between me and Dini. He stepped closer and held the woman's arm.

"Karir Bu Hani just started not big head, the market competition is now very savage. I'm betting, things aren't going to be as smooth as you think, Mom!" I tried to stunt myself.

"I work relaxed, Mom. Branding fails, which means your product also fails in the market. Who's the loser? Think that! Please if you want to plunge yourself in career decline. I am relaxed, failed branding is also not a problem," I replied indifferently while shrugging.

Dini looked away, restraining her anger. I should have fervently vented my frustration because my husband had taken it. I who was very disappointed because it was set aside Mas Bayu, now it has begun to erode my feelings for the man as time goes on.

As we clashed, we heard Mas Bayu's phone ringing. He immediately received the phone call. I heard it was Min's mom who contacted him. I heard several times repeated by Mbak Min, it looks like the condition of the mother is deteriorating.

"Say, I'm cropping, let's go home. Stay with me and take mom to the hospital." Mas Bayu said friendly to Dini. Undoubtedly in front of me calling with a loving call to Dini. I was broken in my heart, not because I was jealous, but because I felt in vain all this time wrongly anchored my love.

"Eem, how, yeah. I followed her. You know I just joined here, cook's been skipping work." Dini.

I singled out an amused smile, Mas Bayu ignored her request. It is clear that Dini does not prioritize the condition of the mother, apparently the feeling is not sincere, no more meaningful than the glorious career.

"Sorry, I'm sorry. It seems like there's nothing important to discuss yet." I stepped out of the room, tired of feeling too long with the two of them.

"Hani, wait!" Mas Bayu followed my foot swing. Suddenly he was right next to me.

"Mother also spoke to me briefly over the phone earlier. Her voice was so weak, she wanted me to ask you to drive you to the hospital as well." Mas Bayu hesitantly held onto my arm.

"Please, for mom's sake." He said again, begging.

"Just like Dini, I'm new to work too, there's no way to skip work hours, right?" I tested Mas Bayu's patience.

"Mom needs a spirit to heal, it's not enough just to be with me. He's used to having you with him, he needs you." Mas Bayu continued to persuade me.

No matter how much I encourage my heart to not care anymore, my little heart cannot ignore the condition of my mother who I have always considered like my own mother.

I called Luluk, told him about mom's condition. I'm sure Luluk has good advice for me. Turn on the loudspeaker button, let Mas Bayu also hear Luluk's words.

"You golden-hearted woman, don't deny your conscience. Goodness do not let you ignore because of a crime you receive. Do it, your kindness will reap another favor." Luluk gave me a suggestion, I think it's also the best advice.

"Hear that? Luluk knows me better than my own husband. Mas Bayu just go first, tell mom I'll catch up later in the afternoon after picking Fahmi up from school." I decided with a heavy heart, only for the sake of being healthy again would I meet him.

Suddenly Mas Bayu immediately grabbed me tightly. "Thank you, baby. Yes, my mother said you were a good wife. I'm sorry, sorry." From behind Mas Bayu's back I saw the figure of Dini walking hastily following towards us. Seeing me in the arms of Mas Bayu, Dini looked at us with a mountain of annoyance. I smiled, not much... There's so much more I can do to avenge their affair.

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