Love My Husband for Other Women

choosing not to care

"Ma!" finally Pandu chose to reprimand Risma and make Clara choked, immediately releasing her hand from Pandu's arm.

Shifting his eyes to the figure of a beautiful woman who wears a dusty color hijab.

Clara immediately trembled and lowered her head. But instead Risma gracefully just looked at him with a thin smile and a cold face. Silence and stare sharply at the couple who look wrong with his deathly pale face.

Pandu did not expect, if Risma chose not to press his call. Risma only glanced at him with a thin smile with an expression that could not be explained.

" Ma, wait!" Pandu stepped towards Risma who would continue his steps, as if he did not want to know with the two humans in front of him.

Risma still choose the temple deaf with the call Pandu. Her heart was completely broken and there was nothing more to expect from her marriage. Maybe if another woman, must have gone berserk, berating her husband and the woman of his affair. But not for Risma.

Risma prefers to be quiet and indifferent, in order to maintain her pride and show her quality as an honorable woman who upholds adab as a Muslimah. But Risma had a way that would make her husband tormented.

Feeling neglected and confused, Pandu left Clara who was still sculpting, and chased after Risma who was heading to the cashier.

"I know it's hard and painful, but I also don't want to go away for the sake of their relationship, there's a price you have to pay for the pain of a wife who's been ignored for years." Risma muttered in her heart with all the claustrophobic that hit her heart. But choose to be tough and be nice.

Her neglected wounds all along, had made her grow into a strong woman and ready to face whatever it was.

"Ma, wait, Ma! Please listen to my explanation, we're talking about this. I'm sorry, we're talking at home after this. I beg you." Pandu blocked his wife's wrist, no matter the gaze of the person who has now focused on him.

"Talk?

What will be discussed?

Wouldn't that change your decision for that woman. Please do as you please, Pa! Haven't you been acting like that to me all this time?"

Risma releases Pandu's hand checks and returns to continue the step towards the cashier.

Pandu was stunned, his heart felt pain with his wife's words. Guilt again disturbed his mind. As cruel as he had been all this time to the woman who had accompanied him to become a highly respected high officer.

Clara still did not move from where she stood, staring at the male who chose to pursue the woman who had already accompanied Pandu. There was a pain when Pandu took care of his first wife and left her. But what he can do, his position is in the wrong place.

It was seen that Pandu turned the direction of stepping towards where Clara stood.

"We're leaving now."

Cold and without looking at her, Pandu invites Clara to leave the store. Without rebuttal, Clara followed Pandu's steps wide out without waiting for her.

Silent, there was no discussion of anything in the car, Pandu chose to focus on directing his gaze to the highway with a thunderous chest holding back pain and anger.

While Clara chose to silence with disappointment with Pandu's attitude that turned cold and did not think about his feelings.

Hotel Merdeka is the destination of Pandu. Pandu did not intend to get out of the car, his mind wanted to get home, talk and explain everything to his wife who might still be on the road, because Risma was riding her own vehicle. Pandu's mind is confused, not knowing what is in his heart right now. Ignored Risma turned out to be this sick.

"Come down, here's the key. Rest up. Tomorrow I'll meet you. Now I have to go, talk to Risma. I hope he accepts our relationship." The guide spoke without turning his head towards Clara who was already soaked by tears. It hurts, yes, his heart hurts.

"Yes, Mas. Take care.

Asalamualaikum." Clara doesn't want to argue, she's self-conscious about her position.

"Mas." Clara choked up, looking at her husband who looked so depressed.

"I'm sorry, Clara. It's my fault, which brings you into this difficult situation. Please, understand my current position, I can't let Risma with her current disappointment. I'll explain everything first.

I say yes, you rest."

Clara stared at Pandu's departure with a stinging feeling. The love that was yesterday was so beautiful, in an instant became sorrow. Relationships that start from dishonesty without thinking about the consequences, have made it in a situation that might backfire in the course of his life after this.

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And elsewhere. Risma was enjoying a cup of coffee in a cafe. Choosing to be alone and calm himself, before later he had to put a strong face against Pandu.

A message he sent to doctor Abas, his little friend. The man who has so understood himself and the only person who knows the problems of his household.

It didn't take long, Abas had already come and appeared before him with an anxious face.

"What else are you doing, Ris?

What has Pandu done to you?"

Abas immediately railed many questions for the woman who looked lethargic before him.

"Sit down first, doctor Abas. And order some coffee, we'll enjoy this afternoon. I want you to spend this day with me, the day my life is completely destroyed, so that tomorrow I can live my life in a new color. Because Risma was gone, there was a different Risma who would live only for her children."

Sahut Risma calm, with eyes that are still glassy.

"Cry, throw away all the pain in your heart. Cry in front of me. I'll keep you company to let go of that pain.

Cry, but after that. Be happy and forget the pain. You don't deserve to keep crying over Pandu. Forget him, your life is worth more than all that." Dr. Abas told the woman he still desperately hoped for.

"He was with that woman, we just met in Cokro." Risma opened her voice after wiping away her tears.

Abas looked up at Risma who looked puffy because she was crying too much.

His heart felt the pain, he wanted to see Pandu and teach him a lesson because it had broken the heart of the woman he was so guarded.

"Then?" Only that word came out of Abas' mouth.

"I chose not to care, choosing to ignore the call mas Pandu and let him do whatever he wanted. And he chose to take the woman. In front of me, his wife!

Miris right?

How sad is my fate?" sahut Risma was flat with a blank stare staring around.

"Excession! How insolent of him!

I have to meet the man, he has to be taught a lesson, in order to appreciate you, Ris!"

Abas wrath, his raised voice immediately invited the attention of cafe visitors.