I REPLY TO MY HUSBAND'S AFFAIR

I'M CLEANED

Hurry Early grabbed the glass of drink in front of him, then immediately sipped it before the cough became more and more when choking on the pudding. Apparently my words were pretty thorough making him feel accused of being my husband's thief.

"Oh, Hani people again eat it do not talk to continue! Choking will happen, Dini" mother rebuked me while standing from her seat and gently rubbed Dini's back.

I just shrugged, it's not my fault if the woman who dared to come close to my husband was choking, because she felt my words were true.

"Mas Bayu seems to be sleeping with Fahmi. Early self-driving can't, can you? if the night will be drowsy time nyetir dangerous," I said when Dini was calm again.

"Eem, yes I also want to say this but still miss," said Dini.

The kangen? Hah not that you guys have spent time together until the night many days ago.

"Same kangen Mas Bayu?" I laugh, pretend to be sober.

"Mother Hani could have. Kangen the same mother dong," the clingy big-mouthed woman was misbehaved.

"What area do you live in? Try to just move in this area so you can play often," said Iibu diverted my conversation that began to heat up.

Apparently, my mother gave room to present Dini in my household. Does he really want to replace my position with this future daughter-in-law of his dreams? What's my lack, Mom? I think badly of my mother.

Dini smiled at me, "It's not good with Ms. Hani, Mom, if you come here often. Later can get nicotine," said Dini seems to pretend blushing.

"Eem em, this is my home. I can tell you who's coming here. Really, Han?" mom looked at me briefly.

"Yes, please come if you want to meet mom. If you want to meet Mas Bayu, which certainly does not need to be at home, you can still meet, right?" I said while laughing.

"Hahahaha yes, we are an office. Hani likes to joke too. I say yes, Mas Bayu must be tired of needing a break," Dini stood up while grinding, like he expected Mas Bayu out.

"Later I say to Mas Bayu, yes. My husband if it's the same his son forget everything. Fahmi lost a lot of time with his father'" I said as I stared intently at Dini.

"I'm going home, Mom. I'll pick you up sometime, I want you to go wherever I go." Early embrace mom.

"Wait a minute, there's something for you," mother passed by to her room, I don't know what I'm going to give you.

"Bak Dini not terbesit want to make a household?" I said softly, approaching the beautiful woman who was still sitting waiting for mother.

"I? It just so happened that I was in a relationship with someone. Mint just pray, Ma'am. May I be a match for him." Early pulled the little tip of his lips, reviewing the mysterious smile.

"Well, good then, huh? Thankfully, it means that Mbak Dini should not be close to Mas Bayu, pity her future husband dong later," I said firmly.

"Mmm.y-yeah dong. Uh, I'm a long time, huh?" Dini stuttered multiplied the conversation.

It is clear, I do not doubt if Dini still hopes to be together again with Mas Bayu. She must have felt like she won because she supported her. If he really loved long ago, why did not fight for Mas Bayu? I feel astonished.

Silence, Dini took her phone from inside her bag. He was seen typing on his phone screen, I'm sure he sent a message to Mas Bayu. Hahahaha tomorrow morning the message will only be read, because I have put sleeping pills in my husband's drink after eating earlier until drowsiness picks him up sooner.

Dini looked agitated, I just looked at him, enjoying his angry face because it never reads the incoming message notification.

Dini raised her face from staring at the phone screen, surprised by my words. His lips moved, but he was unable to speak. He looked down, then stood up quickly.

"I'll just wait for Mom on the porch to be sleepy." Dini said with a sour face.

"May, I'll tell you later." Mom came out with a plastic bag in her hand. "Where Are You, Hn?"

"There's on the terrace"

Mom walked in haste, leaving me without a word. Something that my mother held I had to prevent her from giving it to Dini so that the woman would not be more sure of the mother on her side.

"Mom.." I called while following the steps of the woman I had considered my own mother. We got to the living room, getting closer to the terrace.

"What" mother replied as she continued walking.

"How much do you love your late father" I asked.

"What's? why are you asking like that?" mom slowed her pace.

"I mean Hani, the love of the late father to the mother can be shared for other women?" I made clear my words.

Mom's steps suddenly stopped, I almost hit her. Mom slowly turned her back, we're dealing very close now. Thumping, I reached for mom to sit on the chair, I waited for mom to say the word.

"You're a good wife, but I know Bayu loves Dini very much."

"So mom supported them back together?" I shut my mouth in disbelief.

"It's not like that, Early in his career is good, he can meet his own needs. If they were together again, it wouldn't be affected by the full needs of your household, would it?" my mother said without understanding my feelings.

that's how short my mother thought turned out to be. For him only about the material that became the foundation of a household. Unthinkable by him how the relationship of love Mas Bayu and his grandson? Do you think I want to be in polygamy?

"Mom, if it was the late father of marriage again what mother allow? how can you see a mother's child hurting her heart when she knows her mother is being cheated on?" I touched Mom's arm, made sure she was aware of what she said.

Mother, opening the plastic package looking at the knitting scarf in her hand, she looked at the letters strung from the knitting thread to the embedded name of her son and the name of Dini.

"You really love Bayu? Will defend despite whatever his attitude is to you?" ask mother.

"Sorry Han, I haven't seen her happy as long as you're not like you were with Dini. So I thought Bayu never really loved you,"

"Remember, the line of fate has tied us into one family, there is Fahmi! are you afraid of losing a grandchild? of course I'll take Fahmi if we split up." I can't hold back my frustration anymore.

"Don't han! I'm sorry.this scarf I'm gonna throw away."

Mom almost gave me a scarf in her hand, but suddenly Dini came in and quickly said, "What do you want to give me? Here I see."

Too late! the woman had already stepped quickly and picked up the scarf in the mother's hand. I'm the one sitting next to my mother couldn't stop her. Maybe you heard all the talk I and my mom had?