I Was Pitted When Pregnant With My Third Child
Chapter 5 The Lost Heart
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"Can't dodge you anymore, all my evidence is complete, all your photos and chat is already on my mobile phone mas, even the phone no your betel wife was already there with me mas" I spoke in my heart while looking at the mas Arsya who was sleeping fast, I put the cell phone in the first place and I went to my son's room, I don't want it to feel like this heart is mas, sleeping one room, one bed with the man who betrayed me.
I saw my son fall asleep, how the fate of my son will be. What should I do next. To whom I mintak income. I was too embarrassed to tell my family far away in the village. I try to sleep with a heavy mind. Wait for tomorrow, this bomb will start to explode.
This morning I was just cooking fried rice, hearing the omelet cut into pieces, that's all I had left, what matters is my son eating this morning. Mas Arsya was still sleeping, now on Saturday, indeed every Saturday he entered not too early and not in a hurry. This morning I'll talk.
"Akbar ayok breakfast son" while holding my first child to the dining table. Attar is still sleeping
"okay mah, wahhh mama cook fried rice ya mah" while bribing fried rice
Arsya woke up and went straight to the bathroom. Thank God Akbar has finished eating. I don't want Akbar to see our fight. I will tell Akbar to go to the house of a neighbor who is quite familiar with me who can be said to often help me.
"son, after eating, bg Akbar want to play mai adek Kinara house" I said to Akbar while holding his shoulder
"can play so early mah" Akbar replied innocently
"okay mah, dadada mama" he answered while running.
Kinara House is not far from my house, only two houses away. I took my phone, I sent all photos of Arsya mas and his affair to his mobile phone mas Arsya through the green application. Let the evidence speak and we see what Arsya's response was. After sending the photo I pura tidying up the clothes of children. Like she's done taking a shower.
"dek "call her in a soft voice but like not feeling guilty
"yes, why" I replied cuek
" mas can explain everything that adek sent earlier to hp mas" replied mas Arsya while standing up
"Quite mas, no need to explain what else, if you want to explain why not last night mas, why last night mas like a victim of slander, why mas, why, Now I'm asking you, what is the reason for my grief, why mas , what else is less than me mas, I have given you two children mas, and, and the saddest thing is that you betrayed our marriage when I was pregnant with your third child. Where do you put your brain and heart mas, where mas" answered me loudly without shedding tears because I had promised there would be no more tears for mas Arsya
" deck me .."
"Don't telephoto now just answer honestly there's nothing you need to lie about because I already know everything mas "My answer immediately cut Arsya mas talk.
" deck, I'm sorry deck forgive me khilaf deck, I khilaf deck , this happened because when adek returned home two weeks before pregnancy when mother died deck" said Arsya while sitting in front of me
Listening to Arsya's reasons, I sat down, so he blamed me????? because I came home when my mother died. Oh, my god
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