I REPLY TO MY HUSBAND'S AFFAIR

Chapter 33. Sanggar Pelangi Orange

Quibble. I don't think I want to see Mr. Kevin more often, there's a sense of hesitation after knowing he paid more attention to me.

My phone rang loudly, there was a call from Mas Bayu apparently, saving me from Luluk's invitation to quickly go to Mr. Kevin's room when I bought ready to meet the established man again.

"You go first, an important phone call from Mas Bayu it's like. I've filed for divorce, maybe it has something to do with it, "let me take advantage of the opportunity to avoid Luluk's invitation.

"Hmmm, I have!" Luluk was a manyun, but he did not mind he went also alone to the room of Mr. Kevin.

"Yes, Mas?" I asked after saying my regards. I lazily received Mas Bayu's phone call.

"Fahmi's healthy?" tanyanya doubt.

"Alhamdulillah be healthy" I answered briefly.

"May I come later in the afternoon? I want to send Fahmi's favorite food." he asked again.

I kept quiet, weighing what would give him room to be with our baby. It feels unnecessary, maybe later Fahmi will be influenced to be difficult to get away from him and close to back with him. But, my son is still his son, cruel that I will separate from Mas Bayu?

"If you want to send food, delivery by courier alone can. There are people who help you clean up at home. So no need to wait to see any child can." I tried to close the space for Mas Bayu smoothly.

"You are stubborn! Poor Fahmi must be abandoned so because you're staying at work!" The baby snaps at me.

His condemnation could not affect me, even I replied calmly, "I'm used to taking care of all the needs of children, do not worry. Even though there's no living from you anymore, God still loves us."

"I-t-t-w. I forgot to reactivate the account. Sorry." Stuttered Mas Bayu was cornered by his own bad deeds.

"No need, Mom. I've been selling jewelry deposits, there's still enough leftover money until payday time." I deliberately insinuated the man, incised guilt and regret in his heart until more slashed.

"Kid's ta-pi costs a lot. I'll transfer later, please let me meet them at the contract." The man pleaded with a promise of money transfer, thinking I was a double eye.

"No need to transfer anymore. Oh yeah, divorce lawsuit I've filed. Wait for our court call, try to be present or will be cut off absentia," I said gently but pressed the end of my speech.

"Oh my God, Hani! That fast as your decision? Am I not worthy of forgiveness?" The hoarse voice of Mas Bayu, rattling his regret.

"You decide faster, Mas. Yes, it was you who paved our farewells, not me," I said slowly but sounding painful.

"Ta-pi is different. Think again, Hani, think." Isakan Mas Bayu restrained.

I closed my eyes. It turned out that pretending to be strong was heavy and painful. Indeed, deep down in my heart there was once a great love for the man who was plagued with regret. Hearing her plead, it hurt me because I could feel there was still love hidden in her heart for me. I'm fragile, very fragile! But still have to endure.

I did not answer Mas Bayu's request again. Silent, on the other end of the phone I was silent, so was I. Suddenly I thought back to my struggle to sacrifice accrue just for the sake of being the best daughter-in-law, mother and wife. Full at home taking care of an active toddler and all the home affairs really drained my emotions. Tired of mind, mind and body that used to be busy in the office, not as beautiful as my previous shadow. It took time and struggle for me to get through. Then, now I must be disappointed in the husband who closed his eyes no longer remember seeing my sacrifice.

"Hani, I won't be able to attend the hearing. Unplug your lawsuit before processing. For the sake of the child, we start over. I'm just asking for a minute until I can get out of Dini."

"Difficult, Mom. The husband is where the wife finds comfort. You've removed that comfort."

I immediately said a greeting, I still heard Mas bayu call not to be closed first akmi conversation, but I still ended the call.

I was forced to follow Luluk to Mr. Kevin's room, but thank God my best friend first appeared to walk up to me.

"Thank God. Siip, thanks, yeah."

My friend nodded, smiling warmly.

"Woodoo who calls? Don't want a divorce for sure" Luluk guessed.

I'm nodding.

"Yes salaam, all you want is people," grumbled Luluk annoyed.

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This afternoon, on a car trip with Luluk to meet with a graphic design expert, I re-thought the conversation on the phone with Mas Bayu this afternoon, then remembered the mother-in-law. I just realized if I forgot to find out the health news of the middle-aged woman.

Remembering mother-in-law made a longing slip through my heart. I, who no longer has parents, truly consider her my own mother. Mother-in-law.I still love you no matter how much hurt you ever give, anywhere whenever I will still pray for you, Mother-in-law.

"Han. Cuckold ngak? Change mister dong, I'm a little tired." Luluk asked, breaking down my memories of my mother-in-law.

"I don't know where it is yet, where, anyway?" I said, I never even had time to ask the name of the person we were going to meet and where the place of business of his services stood.

I straightened my body, asking Luluk to pull over the vehicle while observing the road that I had neglected. I frowned, seeming to recognize this area, in the direction of the usual painting studio I passed.

"Who, anyway, is the name of the person we met? What the name of the place, we googling the map first," I said.

"His name is Julio, where he found the rainbow orange painting."

"Huh? that's the place. And Julio.I know that guy,"

"Why not talk from earlier if you know," grumbled Luluk.

"Well, you didn't tell the name of the person from earlier. Julio was the one who mentioned Dini in the office earlier."

"Yes, we want to meet the son of the owner of Superindo dong?"

I nodded confusedly, "Could he be the temperature of the graphic design?"

"He's a famous man, hard to find. I have always wanted to study at that temperature. It's behind me to meet anywhere. If in his place of business even rarely there, Julio was. But I just found out he's Darma Wardhana's son." Luluk nyerocos long wide axle.

I'm just gawking. Who am I a dozen years so ash up in the house, do not know which famous people.

"Let's take another road, hunt late we can not make a schedule to meet again later," said Luluk bergebu, we have changed places now.

I drove the car towards the rainbow orange with a restless heart. Not happy, not confused, not ready to meet Mr. Julio again. This easy way we were reunited by the Owner of Life.

What will happen when in sanggar later, connect first yes...

I'll go to bed later tomorrow if I'm not busy 🤭 ⁇