Love for Adita

Love For Adita 40

Mom and Dad are home. Tristan and I have not made up. Tristan still refuses to apologize to me. Even Tristan did not hold Farah while crying.

Tristan is busy with his cell phone. Sometimes he smiles. I don't know if he's smiling? A hantukah? Setankah's? Or Alexa the chick itchy?

" I'm going out of town tomorrow, please get some clothes ready. Maybe three days' stay." Tristan said and walked out from before me.

I just kept quiet, didn't comment on Tristan's words. It was too bad to start a conversation with him. My heart still hurts when Alexa kisses Tristan's cheek.

***

I woke up early in the morning. Farah's mummy hasn't woken up. Again I did not find Tristan sleeping in bed with us.

I opened the door, headed for the guest room.

The guest room door is locked. Since when did he become closed? Ever known as Alexa? Not wanting to make a fuss, I chose to draw up Tristan's equipment.

It hurts to live life like this. I needed some spirit guidance, but was shunned by my own husband.

Clothes are ready, breakfast is ready. Tristan has also been stunning.

" I was there three days. If you feel bothered, just find someone to work in this house. Look for the middle-aged, so you don't die of jealousy later." Tristan is full of emphasis. I know he's insinuating me.

I carried Farah, Tristan said goodbye to her little daughter, but ignored me. You guys know what it's like? It hurts like a wound but it doesn't bleed.

I shut the door tight even though Tristan hasn't left. I hope he's sensitive to my frustration.

However.the car that Tristan drove still drove away from this house.

I'm certain.. Alexa is at this meeting. If it's brave in front of my eyes, then what about behind me?

I have to follow Tristan out of town. I have to ask Susi for help. Only Susi can help me now.

Farah and I went to Tristan's office. Sure enough, Susi was nowhere to be. I tried asking Susi's cell phone number for her coworker.

Before calling Susi, I first sent a short message.

(Susi, this is Adita. Mr. tristan's wife. Please don't tell Mr. Tristan that I chat you.)

Without waiting for a long time, Susi called me.

I'm asking for their address now. They will fly to Lampung. A city I have never visited.

I decided to go home. If I think about my own ego, maybe I'll fly to Lampung. But thinking about Farah, I decided to go home waiting for my husband's return.

For Farah's sake.I'm home.

***

Three days is no time to wait for my husband's return. Especially now that I am jealous. But because of Farah's presence, I feel strong and should not be whiny.

Trings...

One message came in.

From Susi it turns out. Sending a picture of what is he? My curiosity overcame anything until I stopped my eating.

" Tristana..." I murmured slowly to hold back my anger.

Which wife is not angry if she sees a photo of her husband holding another woman.It seems they are in the discotheque What else is Alexa who clearly has a taste in my husband.

Alexa girl of crazy and smooth body. Wearing a bright red outfit with a thin strap covering his shoulders. Alexa really wants to tease Tristan. Is Tristan able to resist the charm of Alexa?

My head throbbed thinking of my husband and Alexa. It's a small chance that they won't sleep together.

My tears were dripping, but my mouth was closed. It hurts to get this kind of treatment from Tristan. Even my hunger disappeared instantly.

Not wanting to lose track of Tristan's affair, I took a picture of the two of them on a piece of paper. Then stick it behind the closet so as not to collateral by Tristan.

***

Farah and I were relaxing in the living room. Tristan is home. I let him be free as he hoped.

Tristan has taken a shower, he's walking towards us.

" Aren't you cooking today?" Tristan asked as she looked at Farah's puffed cheeks.

" No." My answer is short and jutek.

" Why?" Ask again.

" I'm bothered. If you're hungry, order it online." Mulling again.

" What do you want?" Tristan clutched my jaw.

" Let's talk!" Tristan said without removing his hand from my face.

How am I supposed to say that if my mouth is just like Tristan's? Even to make a sound, I can't.

I just shut up. Only my eyes are red.

When Tristan regained consciousness, he removed his hand from my jaw, "that was the result. Hurts it?" Impact again.

My pain of receiving every treatment of Tristan was like it was already at the highest level.

" Come on speaking! Don't make me feel any more emotional." Impact again.

" That's enough!" I said while sobbing.

Tristan. It almost hit Farah.

" Father women are less grateful to you. Only the foot barges in the house are still jealous. It's natural that Alexa kisses me on the cheek, we're business partners."

I looked at Tristan deeply. The change has been so since Alexa.

" It's natural for you, Tan? Okey... We're looking for a baby sister to look after Farah. I'll do what you did with the other woman." My threat.

" Foolish fool!" Maki Tristan to me.

" I'm such a fool, Tan! Then why would you marry me? If you don't like it, get divorced!" My challenge.

" Come, please get out of this house." Expel me.

So this is your nature, Tan. I went to the room with Farah's equipment.

I brought an ATM containing papa's possessions, while Tristan's salary was in bwri to me, which I had been saving, I let it stay in the ATM. I put the ATM on the table, so Tristan knows that I'm not a cheap woman like the women who have been chasing him all along.

Tristan is still playing with Farah, "where are you going? If you want to go, go alone! Don't take Farah." He said without seeing me.

" You know Tan? Even a drop of blood I won't let Farah stay with you." I picked up Farah who was playing on the floor.

" I'm his father, he's more entitled and prosperous if he's with me, while you are? Do you want to tell me if you are Farah? You're not working alone." Tristan smiled cynically at me.

It is true, a woman who does not work will appear small in front of an arrogant man. He did not know if all this time I kept the papi legacy well and safely. Even though I never told Tristan that.

I don't want Tristan to know papi's fortune. Even good men will change, including Tristan.

And what Tristan knows is, if I get out of this house, it's gonna be the same fate as mommy, in fact, if I get out of this house, I could build a more luxurious house than the one I now occupy.

" Why silence? Afraid of being a bum?"

I took Farah and immediately ran.

Tristan chased me until there was a tug-of-war between Ak and Tristan fighting over Farah.

Farah's fear of crying out loud, but it didn't diminish our determination to get Farah completely.

From a distance papa and mama's car entered the yard of this house. Seeing us fighting over Farah, Mami ran towards us, and immediately carried Farah.

" Fucking crazy old man...."