
Sakti and Fanya have arrived at their apartment. Fanya first went into the bathroom. While Sakti chose to relax on the balcony. Look outwards. Although only visible light spots lights that illuminate the dark night.
Sakti thought of Sonia's words. Discussion of 'children' who are too sensitive for him. He did not blame Fanya for not yet pregnant with his child. But more to the cause of Fanya can not contain.
'Is there any medical problem between me or Fanya that needs to be treated? But I don't think so! I had time to check*****, that my sperm was fine. There's no problem. The results of the examination tests that Fanya has done, also the results are good. I saw it for myself without his knowledge. Because of that woman I became thinking of such trivial things. I'm not the one who needs my child in my marriage. Enough me and Fanya happy. Child is the plus point of our relationship.' Inner Sakti.
"Mas, it's your turn!" Fanya.
No response from Sakti. Fanya also approached the dreamy Sakti.
"Mas daydreaming?" ask Fanya.
"Gee!" Sakti gasped in shock.
"What's up, Mom? Daydreaming what?" ask Fanya again.
"It's nothing. I just remember the past. Where my mom used to fight alone to support me." Sakti lied.
Fanya rubbed Sakti's hand. Sakti who rubbed his hands, focused on looking at the beautiful face of Fanya.
"Your mom's great. He is full of struggle to build character and the future of this son of his puppets. I'm proud of you too. There has been a lot of struggle that you have done. Blood and sweat become one, in order to realize a prosperous big company. The fate of workers also you prioritize behind the advance of the company. I'm proud of you, Mas. Don't forget that you are great too. This is me speaking truth and facts, not nonsense to please you." said Fanya.
"Yes. Mama's great. I am also grateful for that. For me, your presence is also the most beautiful gift I have ever had." said Sakti while stroking Fanya's hair that was drenched because it was wet.
"You're shampooing. It's still wet. I'll help you dry it?"
"No need to Mas. It will also dry itself. Take a shower, yes. After that, we talk again. I'll make coffee and have a snack for us later. How's it?" bargain Fanya.
"alright. I'll shower as soon as possible." Sakti replied.
After Sakti died, Fanya immediately rushed to the kitchen. Prepare coffee for her husband and herself. And do not forget to prepare snacks as a coffee friend.
When Fanya returned to the balcony, apparently Sakti had not returned from her bath. Fanya decided to wait for Sakti by sitting on a soft sofa on the balcony. Fanya feels like she's got something. It turned out that there was Sakti's phone lying on the sofa.
"Well, Mas Sakti haphazardly. I got my seat on the phone too. But thank God it's still safe." muttered Fanya, then put Sakti's phone back on the small table next to the sofa.
Without Fanya guessing, there were several message notifications from Satya's phone. Actually Fanya is not so interested in kepo with the sender of the message or the contents of the message. Since the notification looks at a glance with some of the contents of the message, making Fanya switch to curious mode. It was this message without permission from Sakti.
Sakti phones are indeed made a privacy mode. But Fanya was granted access to open it. Visible with Fanya's fingerprint can be used to unlock Sakti's phone.
Fanya opened the incoming message. He was shocked to find the contents of the message that had just come in. The point is full of the word temptation to seize the heart of Sakti. As well, spoiled sentences that even he was still reluctant or embarrassed to state.
"What the fuck? Who is this guy? Why is the message so bad. Does he not know if Mas Sakti already has a wife? Did he intentionally label himself as an actor?" exclaim Fanya growled.
That was when Sakti came up with a casual appearance. Wearing a T-shirt with his shorts.
"What's wrong? Why is your face upset? Why is my phone in your hand?" tanya Sakti's.
"I'm upset, Mas. Read the contents of a message from someone named Mela. Who her? Why is the message from the woman named Mela so vulgar? Do you know him well?" fanya said back to asking.
Sakti just shook his head.
"What mean? Honestly, do you have anything you're hiding from me? Tell me, I'll listen to him. I'll try to be ready for what you're gonna say. Please be honest so I understand everything. I want to live in peace and honesty. Don't want any hidden wounds" said Fanya, who began to shed tears.
"You shouldn't have opened a message from my phone, without my permission. Whether it's from a man or a woman, it feels like it's privacy for me. You need to know where your limits are. Lucky I gave you unlock access on my phone. But that does not mean you want to read incoming or outgoing messages. Now it's complicated. You misunderstand your own thinking. I'm stuck with an explanation for you. Ribet is it?"
"Who is it Mas? Please answer that. I just want to know. Is he special too?" ask Fanya not to give up.
"You said special is pretty special. What else to say." answered Sakti.
Sakti sat on that couch. Then retake his phone which was previously in the grasp of Fanya.
"Oh well. If that's what you want, I'll get out of your life right now! Why maintain a household where one party justifies the affair. I don't want to be labeled cheating. Hah, the Mas Sakti I trusted turned out to be having an affair? Unbelievable." said Fanya who then ran into the room.
Fanya immediately locked her room. He picked up a big suitcase and filled it with a few suits and more. Sakti banged on the door, asking for the door to be opened. Ignored by Fanya just like that.
"Fatal mistake!" exclaim Fanya.
Fanya only carries goods around. As he could carry. Besides not being able to think clearly, he also realized that the goods he has now, most of them are gifts from Sakti.
Sakti is still faithfully waiting for Fanya in front of the room door. Hope Fanya opens the door. But how shocked Sakti, when he saw Fanya out of the room with a large suitcase.
"Where are the nights like this?" tanya Sakti's.
"I'm going to get out of here. The matter of how it goes, I'll send my lawyer to see you. I will make peace with the situation. So, I will be ready to accept this toughest decision. I'll take good care of myself. Don't worry about me. I still have a reserve of savings in my bank account" replied Fanya.
"Where are you? I'm not letting you go. I'm still your husband. Right forbid!" serami Sakti's.