I REPLY TO MY HUSBAND'S AFFAIR

CHAPTERS 30. Forgive me

In front of there, looks Mas Bayu running small past some people who have walked in front of him. The man who had not thought I was in his heart for a long time was now hunting me with a sigh.

"Wait a minute!"say Mas Bayu again.

Mr. Julio looked at me intently, as if he wanted to read the look on my face when another man called out to me in panic.

I quickly lowered my head, again powerless to hold the pounding in the heart of every mature brown-skinned man shone his shady eyes at me.

"Can I see my son for a minute?" asked Mas Bayu to me while looking at Mr. Julio sharply.

"We're in a hurry, Mas. It's almost maqrib time." I replied without looking at Mas Bayu, I turned my eyes to my son.

"Fahmi's father, huh? I'm Jul..."

"Yes, I know my father. I know you're the son of the owner of the company I work for, but please don't interfere in my family's affairs." Mas Bayu recited the unfinished words of Mr. Julio.

"O...So you work there? I think papa only has good employees. Apparently there are also employees whose attitude is not good like the father, like to interrupt the words of people who have not finished."

Almost my heart stopped, thinking that Mr. Julio would remind me of Mas Bayu's bad attitude who betrayed me, I again felt relieved that the man was just reprimanding my husband's disrespectful attitude.

Mas Bayu looked at Mr. Julio without fear or hesitation even though he already knew the man beside me was the son of the owner of the company where he worked.

"It's not the father's realm to judge my attitude. I should have scolded you for being near my wife."

The man who still dared to call me his wife looked at Mr. Julio from head to toe as if comparing himself.

"What did that woman complain to you, Mas?" I who had been silent, finally could not bear to be patient.

Suddenly Mas Bayu grabbed my hand, pulling slightly away from my car park. It all happened so fast, it made me drag along with his steps.

"You're still my wife. Don't fuck! I'm Fahmi's father. You dare to be with other men, feel more beautiful? I forgive you, we can be together again."

"I'm sorry? So it's been wrong all this time me, isn't it you? Haha. I'm tired at home, taking care of all the necessities until I don't have time to take care of myself. But what's your reply? You even have to betray because I'm not pulling again you said!"

I pushed Mas Bayu's body away from me, feeling Satisfied that it had washed out all the lara that was mounting in my heart.

Mr. Julio who had been pacing near us fretfully while watching Mas Bayu's behavior, looked at me with relief when he saw me coming back to his place standing. Quickly open the car door for me.

"Silent heart and mind. Don't remember what happened, focus on the road, yeah. Or can I drop off?"

I sat still, unable to think anymore to answer.

"Go to the car, Mr. Julio." Fahmi suddenly voiced his desire, he got down from the car moved to the front seat gave his place for me in the back seat, my son's decision made me ambushed in confusion.

I closed my eyes, weighed quickly and gave a condition, "I'm still somebody's wife. I am afraid of the wrath of God, there are limits and also religious rules that must be obeyed."

"Of course, Madam Hani Darling, I understand that even though I do not pinter-pinter very religious science. Come on in, or want to see me fight first?"

I who was flogging with fear of the near-sinning deeds, again burst in laughter hearing the funny words of the mature man.

Mas Bayu took a step closer to us, but Mr. Julio stopped by raising his hand, signalling for my husband to stop.

I was amazed, hearing the good man defend my pride as if I did not want to be hurt. Mas Bayu did not answer, just looked annoyed at me and Mr. Julio. Maybe now he knows what it feels like to be a heart-wrenching pain when a life partner prefers to be with others.

A moment later my car was driven by Mr. Julio, leaving Mas Bayu standing staring at our departure.

"I stopped for a moment, yeah. It has not been paid papa if you want to take it to Graha Biru. Later it is thought that his cute son is missing kidnapped by people."

Mr. Julio pulled the car over shortly after we got out of the hospital gate, then opened the screen of his phone quickly. Again I nodded with a smile, the man was calm, his attitude was humorous never strained to respond to any incident he went through.

"What if Mr Julio goes missing? It won't be." Fahmi chimed in on his teacher's speech, making us laugh together.

We resumed our journey after performing three maqrib prayers at the nearest mosque we passed. Along the way, Mr. Julio had more conversations with Fahmi. Only occasionally did he stare at me through the rearview mirror above his head. Me and Mr. Julio seemed to keep our attitude together. There are children among us.

"Wait for an invitation from me in a few days, yeah." Mr. Julio said to me as he waited for the arrival of the online taxi he ordered to return to the hospital. He took us to a rented house.

"Are you really planning a December birthday? Later diomelin the Desi who ngak part of the day for his birthday." I mocked Mr. Julio, his aura also brings me always feel cheerful.

The good man laughed for a moment, then said softly, "Actually, the invitation from mama is not from me alone. He said he wanted to go home quickly, continue to celebrate dinner with Fahmi and you."

I blinked my eyes, whether since when the man began to dare to speak to me you when we talked.

"O that? I am happy to hear his mother eager to get healthy again. But the invitation.I thought about it first."

I took some distance again, timidly stalling out every conversation we had unconsciously flowed on to something more personal. Now we stand far apart in front of my rented fence.

Silent for a moment, me and Mr. Julio were silent but boisterous with our thoughts, until finally the taxi awaited came.

"I'm still a mama's boy, don't be afraid anyone gets angry seeing you and Fahmi come to the house. Okay well? I'm saying yes." Mr. Julio waved his hand at me who was already hiding behind the fence of the house.

I nodded doubtfully, waving my hand back as the online taxi slowly took him away, but his figure was more and more in my view.

I exhaled slowly in the cold of the dark night. Stepping into the house, I asked myself in hi about Mr. Julio who I was making more and more real want to dive into my heart. Is it true that our bodies will be united to walk side by side, holding hands in a marriage until it ends beautifully reaching heaven? I shook my head in fret.

"Hani, open the gate." A voice that I knew so well, suddenly caught my hearing again.

"Baby's mom?"

"I followed your car. There's a lot I want to talk about, let me in."

"It's late. I want to rest, tomorrow a lot of work. Don't you think mom in the hospital needs you right now?"

"I just wanted to apologize. I just realized I'm caliph, Dini is urging me to leave you."

"It's funny you, Mom. Don't place blame only on Dini, I think you're more wrong than him. You bear your own sins, and you will be held accountable for your wife and children. You don't realize that?"

Mas Bayu looked at me deeply, now I can see again the radiance of love in his eyes that has disappeared all the time? Why did he realize too late? I was disappointed in my heart.

Mas Bayu hit the fence bars with annoyance to grimace in pain. Seeing him hurt her, my heart was hurt. I ran into the house, not wanting to see the man lamenting his mistake.