
In the morning when Raka woke up, she prepared her own work clothes.
"Mel, I have to leave in the morning. Oh yeah shop at the mall, buy clothes according to your size" he said then go out.
I felt insinuated by the words Raka mas, I also saw the reflection of my body in the mirror.
It's true that my body is really stretched.
"How about I diet ya" murmured me
I went to the room of my three little babies, Ray, Rey and Roy
we shortened it 3 R.
After accompanying 3 R I asked the driver to take me shopping.
When I got to the mall, I picked out a big dress.
After I got my shirt, I went home.
*******
The day was getting late but Raka did not come home, many times I called him but always not lifted.
"No usually mas Raka like this, you where the hell mas" murmured I was worried about mas Raka.
I waited until eleven o'clock in the night but he never came home. Finally my eyes gave up, he chose to shut up rather than wake up waiting for Raka.
Right at two Raka just came home, of course I who heard the door open and closed also opened my eyes.
"Why did you just come home?" much
"Yes a lot of work" he answered briefly, then he threw himself down and immediately closed.
I feel Raka's mas changed, her attitude towards me is a little cold. Of course this makes me sad, my mind travels everywhere.
Disappointed I returned to myself and tried to close my eyes, but failed many times because my mind still drifted to Raka.
I looked at her face and I rubbed her cheek but Raka turned her body instead.
Why does my heart ache over his attitude but I try to divert it.
Because I had just fallen asleep at dawn so I did not know that Raka had left and again he did not wake me.
At exactly nine o'clock I just woke up, I looked for Raka mas but did not find her presence in the room.
I went out of the room and asked Art, they said that Raka left early in the morning.
This continued to happen until it did not feel like it had been almost a month mas Raka behaved like this to me.
Be cold and don't care.
I who lost my patient stock tried to ask him but always ended up in a war of mouths between us.
"I'm tired" I muttered with tears streaming down.
Two months passed, now my body is skinny again but unlike before, skinny this time drier. Because of Raka's attitude I don't take care of myself, I daydream more often.
One day our son named Roy got sick, his fever was high, the baby sitter who took care of him woke me up.
"Mistress, madam" called out to her while banging on the door.
I who was awake opened the door.
"What's up?" much
"Baby Roy has madam fever" I replied.
I ran straight to my baby room named Roy, I checked his forehead and he had a very high fever.
I immediately took Roy to the hospital, the doctor directly handled our son Roy.
I picked up my phone and contacted Raka but she didn't pick up even she directs my call.
I also sent him a message
"Roy's sick, where are you?" fill message.
Never mind in reply, not opened.
Finally my baby sitter and I waited for Roy to be examined by a doctor.