I REPLY TO MY HUSBAND'S AFFAIR

Chapter 35. Incitement

Mr. Julio asked me and Luluk to wait for a while, he said he had ordered food online for us, but had not yet come when we wanted to say goodbye. I let out a sigh of uneasiness, it felt powerless again the longer he was near the thick-browed man, while unceasingly he was stared at repeatedly by my own best friend Luluk.

My heart is beating anxiously, yes, anxious if I catch a little look at Luluk to Mr. Julio reply by the man. A gaze is often a doorway that leads to a hallway of admiration, testing self-belief.

Like Mas Bayu, when the taste in his heart fades with the eyes that are no longer satisfied with the body that is increasingly on the side of the bed with him, the eyes that are no longer satisfied with the body are increasingly on the side of the bed with him, marriage was easily collapsed by another beauty who greeted the look of his eyes. Yes, my husband's views tested his faith. The taste that grows from the eyes alone, usually will not last long, different if love grows from the heart that is touched. That's why sometimes getting married is easier than keeping it.

A young man in a similar fashion to Mr. Julio, hurriedly came to us, half running small carrying two dark brown tote bags in both hands.

"Thank you, gaeess. Afternoon class is over, huh? Tell friends, gather in my office before going home," Mr. Julio told the young man so familiarly.

"The employee, yes, sir?" asked Luluk after the young man's departure.

"Not, but a co-worker. Everyone who helps here means a lot to me, so we're all team mates. Some take care of administration, class schedules, sanitary ware..."

I no longer heard Mr. Julio's words clearly until it was over when I saw Luluk blinking even more in awe at the humble man, making me want to disappear from the face of the man even more quickly.

It is natural that Luluk admires Mr. Julio and dares to look at him. As for me, I am currently still the wife of a person. Hijab and long clothes that now cover also make me want to maintain more behavior. Is not the aurat not just a body? but also attitude and soul.

"Eh, this is just take it home, yes," said Mr. Julio while giving us the tote bag with the logo of a famous restaurant, without accepting the reason to refuse it.

Not waiting for Luluk to remember to go home, I first repeated the word saying goodbye, then pulled my best friend's hand to quickly go to the exit of the sanggar. I tried to ignore the sadness in my heart when I saw a disappointed look on Mr. Julio's face seeing my attitude that kept my distance from him. Let it be, let it be. The stroke of destiny will certainly not comfort me, if patience accompanies the obedience I try to enforce.

Stepping fast towards where our vehicle was parked, my heart just calmed down again, when my greeting was answered by Mr. Julio who accompanied the speed of the car with a wave of his hand.

"You know, Hani, a dozen years old new widow this time I began to admire a man.Pak Julio was at frequency with me, we both valued advertising, so much so we chatted. The man was humble and humorous, fitting in with me. Yeah, no, anyway?" Luluk drives a car while speaking passionately.

"Eemm, he's Mr. Dito Wardhana's son, you know" I replied as I said, staring at the street from the window.

"Yes too, anyway. But a humble man like him is like a social stratum. At best, yes, maybe he will find a younger woman his age. Uh, but really he's not married yet? Who knows if he is divorced or waiting for his candidate to study abroad?"

I just shrugged, not wanting to continue discussing the mature brown man again.

"Ah, don't shut up. Give me advice how to do it, cake! I have been able to live myself, ngak nyari well established, just want to have a comfortable companion in frequency accompany to old age. Five or six more years my son will work somewhere, I will be alone" Luluk grumbled in a hoarse voice, making me feel asphyxiated.

"Sorry, Luluk. I thought of my son at home, my mind was not calm," I said after thinking quickly to find answers to avoid Luluk's questions.

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The weather was still without dim even though the day was approaching, thick cloudy in the sky I could see from the front window of my rented house. Today is the last week of the month, Fahmi and I chose to stay at home to enjoy Sunday.

A week struggling with work makes me lazy to travel. I want to spend the day with my kids. Fahmi borrowed my laptop in the living room to repeat graphic design material from Mr. Julio. While I choose to sit on the living room sofa while spending my favorite chocolate stuffed dry shoes cake.

Just wanted to get out of my seat to walk around the housing complex while the weather was not stinging, suddenly my phone rang, Luluk called me.

"Yes?" tanyaku lirih after we reply to each other greetings.

"Do you have time? Go to Mr. Dito's house, yuk?" sahut Luluk with his cheer.

"Well, what are you doing?" my answer began to be uncomfortable.

"The approach dong with prospective in-laws, we already know quite close, just a few lobbies who knows who can get blessing."

"Why not alone? I'm still with my son" I refused.

"Yes crazy very alone to go there if there are you will at least have friends to run away if thrown out with the security guard of his house," Luluk laughed without sin, Luluk, he does not know at this time the corner of my heart represses restlessly.

My divorce process certainly needs time, only the next three to six months can be completed, that too if it goes well. During that time, I was still listed as Mas Bayu's wife. And the fact that the man who put his heart on me really unsettles my heart.

Strengthening my heart, I must be willing to refuse my best friend's invitation. It was painful, Luluk really put his heart on Mr. Julio, and he was very confident chasing after the mature brown man. I close my eyes and remember the power of God who wills more for the destiny of life, only that can calm my heart as restless approaches.

The next day, Luluk was not so excited when he met me at the office. I can feel him a little bit away and not talk to me much anymore.

"What time do we go to Superindo's office?" I looked up, breaking the silence in our room.

"Eemm, just a moment, man," Luluk replied briefly.

"You mad?" I immediately found out, it doesn't feel good that my good relationship with Luluk deteriorates making the day blurry.

"Huh? Angry why? I'm just upset, you don't support me. I swear, Hani, Mr. Julio just keep it in front of my eyes."

I'm dumbfounded, is this as complicated as it would be?

"Tomorrow with me, yuk?" I said.

"Where? To the lukis studio?" ask Luluk back cheerfully.

"Open up! Studying at Fahmi School. Monthly routine assessment for student guardians. Let your heart continue to fret."

"Well, Kirain wants to take me to see Mr. Julio." Gelak Luluk finally I can hear again.

"Who knows who can mate in later studies, get that prayer."

"I? I haven't closed the letter like you."

Luluk. Actually I am not perfect hijab well. I used to only wear Muslim clothes every time I came to the invitation to study at my son's school. Not much of my long clothes, but after deciding on hijab, I gave up my savings to buy even after I ran out of money to sell jewelry.

"Well, forget about Mr. Julio. We were asked to Superindo office about what's going on, huh? Fifteen minutes to go. Be prepared!" Luluk gave me instructions while fixing the work on his laptop file.

I can only look at Luluk amazed, my best friend is actually kind and gentle, he also quickly mastered himself when the state of his heart is not good.

Until Superindo's office, Luluk and I reluctantly headed for Dini's room. We are still in contact with the woman as long as the cooperation project is not over.

I have fortified my heart, set the whip because soon I will meet Mas Bayu and his new wife. Knowing they have lived in the house and occupy our room is indeed very painful. However, the wound must not be a pillar for me to pick up other happiness.

I breathed a sigh of relief, found Mas Bayu not seen in the room Early, no need to hold the pain if you have to see their togetherness.

"Hey, Mrs Hani, Ms. Luluk. Why are you so late here. I almost stirred up your incompetence." Dini greeted me and Luluk tightly as we just walked into her room.

"What's up, Mom? It is not that our branding has been broadcast in various media. What lack? Just talk good." Luluk directly reprimanded Dini without further ado.

"You don't know yet? Until now production has not increased, market demand has not been much. That means you're failing." Early staring cynically.

Luluk glared, very annoyed. " Mom, how many years have you handled production? Have you ever had your product explode in a week? It takes time for the market to know up to repeat the product order. I bet, won't be long again will boom it's advertising."

"I've only confirmed your arrogance all along. Not because there's a personal grudge against me, so do the job." Dini still corners me and Luluk .

"Speaking, Mom, Hani is not a vengeful woman," hardik Luluk defended me.

"Oh yeah, then he approached Julio Wardhana for what? To drop me in this company later on right? Before that happens, I'll drop both of you'll be career first."

"Hani approach Julio Wardhana?" asked Luluk asked in surprise to Dini, while looking at me not understanding, he seemed surprised to hear the words of Dini. The woman who grabbed my husband always carried the sedition that ranyam to me.