
But when I woke up again my husband was no longer beside me. I saw the time show at five in the morning. I don't think I'm getting up too late. I'll call my husband immediately.
"So why not wake me up, I will help take care of the needs of my brother," I said through a long distance connection.
"Not bother, you take care of your needs, I've bothered this," without further ado he hung up the phone.
I was surprised by my husband's sharp tone, what I was wrong, why suddenly my husband's tone sounded so crisp. As I recall that last night I had served him well, he also looked satisfied and happy. Selling fried bananas yesterday is also good, there is only a little left and I love my father and mother.
Maybe Anggara's brother did not let go of the banana that his father and mother ate. But it feels impossible, Anggara brother is a former rich man, the time of bananas so much he calculated.
I kept thinking about Anggara's big-sounding words this morning. It feels really ngenes have a husband to talk to just without thinking about the feelings of his wife. His love has changed, only two days married.
I went out of the room to help my mother after the bath and performed the dawn prayer.
"Why is your face so grim that there is a problem with Anggara, oh yes your husband where from before does not look," asked the mother.
I told her what had happened since I woke up and called my husband. I also talked about worrying about my husband's attitude. I thought my mother would be sad to know how my husband is. But it turns out he was just chuckling.
"Persis your father when he was young, Anggara, it was hardest to be gentle. You have to be patient son, maybe he is not used to getting up early and leaving for the sometimes muddy and smelly market where to jostle in the morning blind like this.
So it is natural that his voice is tight and sounds like he is angry. He's not mad at you, kid, but he's mad at his condition. Your father used to be so often, if you have problems in the office always looks cool, whatever you do is always wrong in his eyes.
If you don't believe me, see if he comes home and he'll be fine" my mother advised.
Shortly waiting for the buniyi vehicle Anggara leg heard in the house.
"Let's be greeted quickly your husband, be normal as if there's nothing," my mother advised me.
"It's a shame I'm so happy today I got a lot of bananas at a cheap price. See the goods are still very fresh and the size is also larger than yesterday" cried my husband who was still sitting in his vehicle.
It turns out that it is true that mother's words, brother, Anggara is not angry with me, instead he looks very happy to get groceries at low prices. I immediately approached her and helped her take down all her groceries.
"I am grateful to finally get customers who are cheaper so that our profits can be more. Then there was an order for fifty boxes of cheese bananas for a meeting at the office of my friend and former businessman when I was still managing my parents' company"
With a beaming face Anggara tells his experience during the market this morning. Seeing her smile I was so happy, I never felt I saw her smile. Though he used to be rich, whatever he wanted he could have, unlike now his life changed drastically.
Time continues to pass, now a week I have become the wife of Anggara's sister. I helped my husband sell fried bananas and cheese bananas and other processed bananas a week.
Now we have moved from my parents' house to a simple house that Anggara's brother bought from the results of selling his luxury car.
Now Anggara is no longer doing his own work, he already has some workers. Kak Anggara also recruited some people who want to sell around to sell their goods with a revenue sharing system.
Every morning at home we are busy with banana processing activities. Some bananas are sold around and some are sold online. Most customers are offices, hospitals, companies for snacks during meetings.
This afternoon when I was just coming home from work and sitting on the terrace of the house we occupied, when all the workers were busy with their respective work. A luxury car stopped in the narrow courtyard of our house.
I immediately highlighted the person who had limped out of the luxury car. It seems I know the woman, I keep watching her until I finally remember her. She was Nina Andrea's wife who had been married when my wedding with Andrea was almost finished being prepared.
I just kept quiet, confused about what to do. Is it possible that Nina who is pregnant that big will hit me again.
"Assynogaic"
Nina finally said her regards. From his way of saying a weak-sounding greeting it seemed like he did not want to get angry. May his arrival bring good intentions. I immediately came out to greet him.
"Wa allaikum sallam, Nina, what are you doing to our house,"
With her face puffy, Nina immediately told me that she had been looking for me at my parents' house. My mom and dad gave me my address.
Turns out she was looking for me to ask if I'd met her husband Andrea or if Andrea had ever met me. Of course I answered no, because the truth is so.
With tears Nina told me that she had separated from Andrea when she found out that Andrea wanted to keep marrying me and make me her second wife. He then stopped all funding to Andrea's company whose turnover continued to increase.
Now I just realized Andrea wasn't that rich. But a few months after establishing a relationship with him, his mother and father often went for walks and luxury shopping. Andrea also suddenly built a company until then he resigned from his office to work to take care of his own company.
Now I know, the luxury he often gave me was bought from Nina's money. I just realized how stupid I was. Behind the luxury that Andrea gave me was another woman's purse that she used to squeeze.
"I'm sorry Elena, I teased Andrea when she was your boyfriend. I think money can make him turn away from you. It turns out he was just using me. His love for you never faded.
I decided to go back with her because I remembered the child in my womb. I feel like he was born without a father. I decided to go back to Andrea but no longer wanted to give money to her as well as her family. Until father, mother and sister Andrea, everyone now hates me.
Andrea, she used to scold me, censure me, say I'm a selfless woman. If it wasn't for this child, I wouldn't have gone back to being the wife of a man like her," Nina told him in a stammering voice, her tears were unceasingly flowing, occasionally he took a deep breath like he wanted to let go of all the burdens in his heart.
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