Kapok Became an Actor

Chapter 18 Information on the Lengga affair

"Who is he, Mum!" Who is that woman?!" pekiku. Emotions returned to me after I saw that perverted scene earlier.

Mas Lengga was just silent. I took the knife I had dropped and pointed it at his neck. 

"Jawab, who's that woman!" gretaku's. 

"You better die, Mom. Than I saw you with that woman! You are the same as me, Mom! What wrong? Huhuhuhuhuhu." I kept crying. After feeling tired of having vented anger, I went back to sleep with a tiring feeling of heart. 

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Days after the incident, I kept it quiet. There was no sweet word or greeting for her. I'm busy focusing on taking care of my little daughter, only she makes me strong. Every time I lay looking at Delisa's face, my eyes always glazed over, tears spilling all by themselves. Sick ... amazing, I never thought Mas Lengga would dare to duke me. His calm face, his reserved nature, said the friendly, it turns out that it is just a mask. When Delisa was asleep, I tried to get up and stare at the big glass in the room. I see my curves, my pretty face, all the same. I am still beautiful, still slim, why is Mas Lengga still double? 

"Mira .. I want to talk" she said as I was busy looking in the mirror. I could see his face full of sadness, begging for pity. Without me asking, he told me everything that made him cheat. After so many days, why did he just tell her. Although I did not respond, but I heard clearly every word that came out of his rotten lips. Hearing his confession, okay this time I was used as an excuse for him to cheat, yes the reason if I, a,b, c,d, to z. 

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I did not tell anyone about Mas Lengga's affair with a woman named Fera. 

After I found out the info from Mas Lengga, it turns out Fera already has a husband named Raka. Fera and Raka already have two sons. Fera's husband is just an online taxi driver. Mas Lengga said, that at first they were just ordinary friends. Fera's own OB job at Adrian's office. However, according to Mas Lengga, Fera was beautiful. Prettier than me. Their feelings grow when they often go home together, the two confide in each other around their household. O Allah .. how loving, her husband worked hard, but the wife even cheated on them behind their back. If I have been able to understand, maybe this is indeed a reply to all my actions. I accept it sincerely. Then, I asked, is Fera really pregnant? Mas Lengga said incorrectly, he just did not want to separate from her. I can't imagine how Fera's husband would react if he found out his wife had cheated on him. I have forgiven Mas Lengga's mistake and given him a second chance. I hope he really changes.  

When Mas Lengga was asleep, I secretly took his phone and saved Fera's number.

[It turns out that betrayal is not only done by a husband, but it can also be done by a wife] I sent the message to Fera. Read only, no reply. I sent him a message back.

[How would your husband react if he found out, you cheated on my husband?] 

Not in reply, just read. I'm furious. Finally, I tried to send him another message.

[Hey ... reply to my message! Why, scared! You gatel lo! I have a man, I want someone's husband! Not satisfied with Lo. Look out if you still get my man! I report to your man!] I threatened. However, the profile picture is not visible in my contact, it turns out .. I was blocked anyway. Siall ….

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"Mas, don't you dare mess around again!" I threatened Mas Lengga before he left for work. 

"Yes" she replied as she passed without kissing Delisa. 

Already a few weeks after the incident, Mas Lengga never came home late again. I've threatened him not to come near or talk to Fera. Somehow, my instincts tell me they're still in touch.

Unbeknownst to Mas Lengga, I approached him in the office, no word uncomfortable or anything, besides the owner of the office was my cousin. I intentionally didn't tell her, wondering if they were still talking to each other. At exactly 12.00 wib, I arrived at Adrian's office. At lunchtime, they might eat together. Although it is not related when you get home, not necessarily when outside the home. I can't keep him 24.00 hours. 

"Mba, Mr Lengga is there?" ask me to Mas Lengga Nurma's secretary. It just so happened that he was still in his room tidying up the files. 

"Try, I went to the office cafeteria. Because it's lunchtime. The canteen, just stay straight from here, ma'am." 

"Okay, Thanks." I walked to the office cafeteria. All around, I tried to find my husband's whereabouts. It turned out that my instincts did not miss, I caught a shocking sight. Mas Lengga was alone with Fera, at the same table, enjoying the food and full of laughter. 'Oh, it turns out they're not kapok'

This time I was not rash. I let them both. Recalling Mba Sinta's name, I contacted, and told him all my problems with Mas Lengga, as well as Mas Lengga's affair. Some not beautiful tick Mba Sinta, taught to me. I started to tell him. 'Prepare, Fera'

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Armed with the beautiful knowledge of Mba Sinta, I began to devote it. I leave those who are having fun. You lizard! Crocodile in kadalin! Lengga .. Lengga ….

Dalisa kutitip at Mom's house, so it's safe. Now, time to stalk them all day. Hem, before they did the stunt, I searched for information about Fera, where her house and husband were. I got the info from an OB named Iis Fera's friend. I obviously didn't ask anything suspicious. 

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At exactly 13.40 wib, I arrived at Fera's contract. The contract is small, the area is also really shabby. Incidentally, when I arrived, I saw the door of his house open. Soon I may approach and say hello. 

"Assalamualaikum," I said.

"Getishalight." A little old man, came out and answered my greetings. His hair was gray, so, for Mira, Fera's husband was old. 'ccckckckckckckckck' But, is he Fera's husband. 

"Sorry, are you Fera?" ask while extending my hand.

"I'm her husband. What's the need?" the answer is a little confused. I explained my purpose and purpose, I told them about their relationship. 

"Worthy of that time his face was red." Hahaha .. yes red is doused in hot water by Mira. There was an angry look from his face as if he wanted to finish them off.

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"We just wait here. They'll be home from the office soon. I called Adrian, as usual for today all the office staff went home early.

At exactly 15:00 wib, the setaf began flocking out. These eyeballs are looking for the human figure I'm looking for.

"Mba Mira, isn't that Fira? Is that Mba Mira's husband?" raka asked while pointing towards them, my eyes following the direction Raka's finger pointed at. I pay attention to the appearance of Raka and Lengga, very far .. Raka looks older than Lengga, although his age is not much different. Skinny raka, Lengga contains. Raka taxi driver, Lengga .. office employee. Fera wants to go with Lengga. 

"Mba Mira. Is that or isn't the husband, Mba Mira?" ask again.

"Yes right. Now I want to call my husband." I dialed Mas Lengga's number. Not long after, the phone connected.

"Hallo ...," he answered from a phone call.

"Where's the mass?"

"Still at work, I think it's a little late, there's.overtime." 'Lack of overtime what the fuck, your people are riding in the car again with Fera.'

"OKAY. Be careful!" 

Click!

Cellphone shut. Call disconnected.

"Tu right, sir. They're lying" I told Raka. Raka wanted to get out of her taxis but I prevented her. "Now we follow them," he said full of anger. 

You're the base, Mas. There is no kapoknya! I'm sorry I still play behind. Mba Sinta and Adrian who know Mas Lengga's affair with someone's wife. Disgust. Raka's face looks red, his teeth are interlocked so that it can cause a sound that I can hear.

"Patience, sir," I said trying to cool down. I am also hot myself. 

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After an hour of following them, the two stopped at a nice little contract. Mas Lengga parked the car in the rented yard. The place is quite foreign, quiet, and not much frenzy. The distance from home to home is also not too close. It seems, all who contracted here were employees, as it proved that the place was very quiet. That's just my guess. 

"Mba Mira, please don't call me, father," said Raka. 

"Oh yes sorry Bang Raka."

"Are we just peeking out the door?" I'm the one with what they're doing, giving Raka an idea. 

"Good idea! tusky. We both got off the taxis and eavesdropped behind the door. There is no gap to peek, as a result only the ears are used for eavesdropping. 

"Bang Raka, please go all the way." I can't stand the smell of her body. Hhooeek, you slovenly smelly bitch.

 

"If we get caught again, Mas?" A frightened voice sounded from Fera's mouth.

"We are smart. If you're at home, you don't call me unless I call you!" Oh so, Mas Lengga.

"I love you so much. Really love, I'm afraid of losing you" said Fera. Raka and I looked at each other. 

"Mas, if one day our relationship is caught?" That's a good question.

"Don't get caught if you can. You have a family, do not let your family be destroyed. I have a family too." Ooww's smart of you, Mas. 

"Are you seriously not, my dear, I am?" ask Fera on the Lengga.

"Yes, I'm serious." Bulshits! I glanced at Raka, she almost lost consciousness.

After a few minutes, there was no sound of their chatter. There was only a faint hint of moaning heard.

"How about this, Bang?" I asked Raka.

"We're just breaking down? Or?" Bang Raka asked back.