Let Me Choose

Video message

Retno glanced at her husband who was sleeping soundly beside her with a chair cushion as a support.

Retno opened her husband's cell phone in her hand, flipping back and looking at all the features.

Jibbun messages, missed calls, incoming and outgoing calls, chats, messages and others, maybe Mas Prabu saw and opened his phone a few days ago, maybe also a week ago last seen it a few days back before the reception and still in the process of pingitan.

Even more than exceeding the date a week ago, Mas Prabu people may not be too slick and painstaking due to busyness.

Retno tries to open-open starting from the bottom and climbing one-on-one opening the name that there is a green round sign.

So many messages until Retno scrolls and shifts the button up and down. Most congratulations on the wedding, quickly and randomly Retno arrived at a number that no name, there was a message and also a video in the caption of the picture sent.

Something odd, an unnamed number tickles Retno, and tries to open it.

I know I'm wrong, but I'm not entirely wrong, like the innocence of this life in my womb is the flesh and blood of a doctor! I'm not asking for accountability because I can live it, only I tell you the doctor, among us there is a child who will ask who the Father is, and there will be social sanctions from the surrounding environment. I won't look for you, I know the doctor's married.

I just asked if the doctor was in the position of the child I bear, what would he do?

I will not congratulate you on your marriage, doctor, as the absence of the slightest taste speech that the doctor gave for my love, please think about what better step the doctor will take.

Retno's heart was full of question marks and then continued to open the video that the nameless person sent, still with question marks and gurgling heart. Retno opened a video and what she saw was clearly her husband with someone she knew so well because of his hatred, not because of familiar and good friends.

Alya!

Vibrating and feeling the whole body of Retno, her husband in a blanket both in indecent condition, what do they do? everyone who saw it must immediately assume negative.

Retno rubbed her face many times hoping that it was not the reality before her, with a hot heart and fused teeth holding back the emotion of watching her husband sleep with no burden so innocent.

Looking in front of his sister Dimas again the mangosteen listened to music from the car radio tape that flowed, while occasionally following the song that brought the singer.

Retno's hand shook with cold sweat flowing a large amount of corn from the forehead of the temple to his back, even though in the car was an air-conditioned temperature room.

Retno's heart immediately weakens helplessly to every joint, holding back the emotions of anger and all sorts of anger, his, a million questions raged in her brain and mind what happened to her husband what had happened to the two of them, what had they both done?

All of that was so pounding with a sudden heart and feeling, overlapping him with sacks of heavy burden on his shoulders, like there was a lump of trees his big that crossed in Retno's chest.

Why is Mas Prabu doing it all, when is the time to happen? Retno with a million questions and clueless thoughts filled her brain and heart, all like a parasite that began to entangle her feelings, eating away at her patience.

But Retno can still hold back, especially the fear of anything happening with her sister who is concentrating on carrying a car. Astaghfirullahaladzim Abaghfirullahaladzim, Retno said what reality of his life should end this way?

What's my fault? why is this so wrong in her husband and in my household that her prescription is not finished? What is it about Mas Prabu that I adore with millions of loves?

Am I too innocent to be lied to, and love me too much? so my eyes and heart are blinded by the feeling of love itself? but why did Mas Prabu not show the slightest guilt? as if everything was normal.

Retno sent the video and the message to her phone, there were some photos of the shur as well, still like the first one she saw, the same location and background with various positions. His heart said as it comforted itself as if all was just his hallucinations.

One thing he wanted to finish the party and reception, everyone went home to discuss video and photo as well as the responsibility of the giver and the recipient.

Lost all the love and affection that berubel blossomed in her heart, lost the admiration of the dignity of her husband who had been filling the tribe room, lost the feeling of spoiled and tenderness of her when she saw her husband.

There are only embers blazing anger over the lies that want to be dismantled immediately, there is only a fire in the husk that at any time can be lit to melt everything, and ethics appreciate both his parents and his two parents-in-law, as well as his father-in-law, which with great effort they succeed all their dream wedding events until it is done with do'a blessing.

Retno was disgusted to see her husband, so dirty and despicable in her eyes, for years she maintained her chastity only to be dedicated to a man she loved dearly, to be offered to a man who will be her husband and offered on that unforgettable night.

But the reality is not as expected. Mas Prabu was so hearty to betray him, lie to him clearly, although I have not received certainty and clarity of defense from a Prabu Seto Wardhana but I can see all this is not a setting, not a fabrication. Videos, photos and messages are interconnected.

It seems Alya is not messing around with her feelings one thing that shows her cunning ability, one that I want to do someday Alya! I'll avenge everything, I'll show you my skills at all costs.

I'll do it in a rude, even radical way, Alya! I won't let you get my husband even if there's an obscure child in your womb! I will hang and punish Mas Prabu so that no one can have any woman.

I lost this time to Prabu Seto Wardhana! I managed you to lie and you cheated! I'll hold on until this reception is over, I'll have the reception tomorrow gracefully, and after that there will be checkmate and attack you have to account for.

I could have foiled the reception party tomorrow, pointing out and showing the cheating that my husband had smudged, the black stains and disgrace that had soiled my household.

But I Raden Ajeng Retno Ayuningtyas son of Father Raden Haryo Atmojo is not a fool, does not want to hurt and stir up the people I love enough terror I directed at my husband.

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