LOVING SOMEONE'S WIFE

Pain is not bleeding

Angga sat dumbstruck on the living room sofa of his apartment, which had not been visited for a long time since he last came to this apartment with Amel.

When he opened the door, he found a light green letter, he understood it well enough and knew that it was an invitation letter.

But what puzzled her was who left the letter, there was no way Hendra would have sent her the letter, she would have come to her parents' house.

In his hand was the letter that was in his hand, quite hesitating him to open his, put the invitation he walked towards the kitchen without seeing what name was clearly listed on the cover of the light green invitation.

He was still thinking about who the sender was while walking by remembering anyone who knew about the apartment.

When he remembered the one name that might have been the sender of the invitation, he returned to the living room and snatched the invitation on the table.

He opened it impatiently, making it a little torn at the end, how surprised he was when he found the name of the person who had crossed his mind was in the invitation.

Angga immediately sat on the sofa with his gloomy face, he did not expect if his love story would end, in staying married by the person he had been struggling with all this time.

He still remembers the last message from his teacher who asked him to be better and take care of himself while studying in Yogyakarta as his plan.

She did not expect that it was a message that Amel stayed to himself before was a farewell message.

Angga again remembered about everything he had done together at that time, even the woman was so comfortable sleeping in his arms but why he chose the embrace of another man, why not him, why not him, what about all the sacrifices.

Can she go through all of this just as well as the message she gets, when all her life and love pivots at one point, where that point is her, CAMELIA SABRINA

Angga took back the invitations that fell on the living room sofa, at his sight again and again, and again, she still continued to hope that the bride's name was not her pretty Master who had accompanied her days all along.

His view falls on the date listed there.

The deg!

Wait for.

That's not the date it says it's today.

So-so---

Today is the day that Amel's wedding is in person, he doesn't believe in the scenario that nature is planning for him, he could have returned to the apartment only to pick up an accident he did not know.

It was only fitting that he had not found Amel since two days ago, and that was in his mind Amel was absent because there was no schedule of his teaching but it turned out to be the real reason, the real reason, was, he was preparing for his happy day.

Yes his happy day will be a day of destruction for a young man who is so in love with his own teacher.

The man asked her to come to propose to be her husband but now she has to come to fulfill her invitation as a wedding invitation guest.

Dreeert

Dreeert

"Yes brother?"

"Where are you?"

"I'm in kosan kak Hendra, why?" asked Angga in a voice that sounded very cold.

"You can say no sister?, brother friend wants to marry but bang Herman is out of town so you're the one who won't?"

"Iiiihhh his tree must be willing, this same mom as papa too, want ya!"

"Same mama papa kok still ngajak me!"

""You know your papa's bucin that I have will be a mosquito repellent there, Alyssa will also be the same"

"Helmm!"

"You want to, right?"

"You yaaa!"

"It's a real bawel"

"Lev you tuuuuu, muaaachh"

"huweekk"

Angga pretended to vomit hearing the word love from her brother, which was her mainstay weapon as she seduced her sister.

As much as possible Angga looks fine when he gets home, yes he came home after getting a phone call from his sister.

Despite the turmoil in his chest, it had not completely disappeared, the anger and disappointment in the woman was so painful and imprinted in his heart.

He chose not to attend the wedding, yes he did not want to look so devastated in front of Amel when he saw the woman he had been adoring all this time.

But in another corner of his heart he felt like a coward who could not accept the reality.

Angga went into his room, opened the wardrobe, his outstretched hands took the box that was always in his open when he felt that he missed the owner of the jacket terribly.

At the touch of the jacket, whether with the feeling of what he now feels, his pain can no longer be described, in his two objects, carried, then he sat himself on the sofa in his room, with his blank look.

If only he was a woman, surely his tears had pooled in the eye pelupuk then flowing profusely on his cheeks, also black bags and puffy eyes would definitely be decorated on his face.

Unfortunately he is a man not an abstinence for him crying over the women in his life, but he still uses his logic that his tears or his anger will not make everything change, it will only make the quality of a man's self will be lost if he can not be as maximum as possible to control the emotions that exist in him.

"Have you come home ?" ask Fiona who went into her sister's room.

""Heeemm, close the door, brother!" her pinta to her brother.

"Why you?" fiona asked again when she saw the deep sadness that was seen from her sister's eyes.

Fiona picked up the two objects that were in her sister's hands, as soon as they moved into her hands, Fiona was immediately stunned when she found out about the two.

The jacket belonged to the woman who became her sister's first love and an invitation letter from her best friend.

Yes LORD..

WHAT'STHIS?????

HIS FRIEND AND SISTER

Fiona immediately hugged her sister as if she knew the pain felt by Angga and also friends who were forced to accept their destiny, a destiny that did not allow them to become one.