Me and my Husband's Storage

59. I Can Be Crazy (Hezkiel)

Hezkiel*

I ran away like a loser. Yes, I am a coward and a loser. I can't even do anything about knowing the truth before my own eyes.

What is all this? is this a dream? this must be a dream. Yeah, this was the nightmare of my entire life. My heart was still breaking, until I could no longer feel the pain.

Monna is a woman I love very much. Even I was willing to enslave myself to be able to make him happy and laugh. I want to be the only one to impress her. I want him to put my name in his heart and mind. I thought everything would be easy and fine. Thought all these stories would go according to the script I made. Apparently not, the woman even confessed with her own lips, if she never had my race.

Let alone love, affection or anything like that. His love for me is not there. Then, what's all this, then? I even did even crazier things, with us getting married. Even a real marriage, but only a fabrication.

It's out of my mind. I didn't expect this to happen at all. I've been deceived, Monna is a liar. The woman lied to me like this. Actually for what? is this really for money? guess not. Monna is not a person of lack either. He works and makes his own money.

Mind fucked. Fill my head full, until it feels like it can explode at any time. My quick footsteps finally led me to the parking lot. I got in the car and leaned my head for a short break.

"I'm going crazy!" I muttered while closing my eyes.

As my eyes closed, Monna's words one by one reappeared. With fear he confessed it all. He said everything he felt while he was by my side. She .. ahhhh, that's it. My head hurts so much.

Monna, Monna, Monna. Why should I like you? what's your relationship with that guy? so you keep looking at it with a look of fear. The more I think, the more I don't believe.

Platkk ....

I slapped my own cheek hard. But I still feel like a dream. Then, what am I supposed to do?

Cellphone's ringing. At a time like this, who is the person who contacted me? I felt my pants pocket, and saw the name 'Joe Albert' on my phone screen.

Joe's? is there any wind she's calling me? whatever it is, it's definitely not mediocre.

"Hallo" I replied.

"Oh, hello, Kiel. You're not home? Aunt Anha says you're out" Joe said.

"Yes, I'm outside. You coming? when?" my many.

As long as I know Joe is busy with his branch company abroad. When did he come?

"So morning. Sorry, I didn't see you right away. Because I went straight to the office. There's something urgent I need to work on right away." she explained to me.

"Yes, it's okay. How else, you're busy. Oh, ja. Joe ... This sounds selfish. But, can you take your time? Come on, let's have a drink. I ... I, want to drink as much as tonight." I shamelessly invited Joe over for a drink. I know he must be very busy.

"alright. We met at the bar as usual. Come on, let's drink as much as you do." he replied.

His answer gave me a little comfort. I'm glad I'm happy too. Joe wants to take his time b to accompany me for a drink.

"Yes, ok. I'll be there soon" I said.

"Yes, me too" he replied.

"See you later" I said again.

Be careful," he said, reminding me.

"Yes, you too." I replied.

Joe ended his call. I put my phone to the bench next to the steering wheel. I immediately drove my car away from the hotel parking lot. My car and I drove fast, to the bar where Joe and I used to meet for drinks.

***

I got to the Bar. There, I saw Joe who had come and sat down. I walked up to him and sat down next to him.

"You waited a long time, Joe?" my many.

I immediately sighed. How can I hide this messy feeling from her.

"Hahhhh .. "my breath, I stared around the bar where we were drinking.

"Hey, why are you quiet? why are you sighing, as if you just experienced something unpleasant." she asked in detail.

"Yes, I just went into shock. It's likely that I also had heart and brain seizures." I replied origin.

"Huh? you why?" joe asked again looking confused and anxious.

"We should drink first. Later, I will slowly tell you everything and details.

"Yes, okay. As you say." he replied.

We also started drinking. I can't enjoy the drinks I drink. All I felt was disappointment. And without me noticing, I've already finished three glasses of alcoholic beverages.

"You don't drink alcohol?" I asked Joe.

"No. I still have to do some more work later. Drink slowly. No one will take that drink from you" he said.

"Joe .. " call me.

"Hm, yes. Whahuh? speak up, if you want to say something." Joe knew right away, if I wanted to tell him what I was going through before I met him.

"So I saw something I never imagined." I said starting the story.

"See what? not half-and-half. I want to hear the full story without anything you cover up" he said firmly.

With a weak tone of voice, I started my story. I told you all. It started with my real relationship with Monna by Celine. Celine asks for a divorce. I also told you about Papa and Mama who no longer consider me. Yeah, they're very disappointed, knowing the truth.

Then, I also told him about my daily life during this month. What and how I went through those exhausting days. When I told you about Monna, my heart ached.

" ... I caught Monna with a stranger in a hotel room. Even I saw Monna without clothes. More crazy, the man who was with Monna, showed off his body full of kiss tracks." I told him.

Joe's shocked. He looked at me sharply with a frown.

"What's? is this real? you're not kidding me, are you? don't make jokes like this" he said in disbelief. Let alone him who hears. I just experienced it, it was like a dream.

"Why am I lying? Honestly, Joe. It's like a dream to me. I want this dream to end, so that my heart doesn't hurt." I told Joe.

"Then, what did Monna say?" ask Joe again.

"He admits everything. He's using me . In his heart, there was never me. All he did was because of the man, for a reason he didn't say." I explained.

"Well, he's crazy!" sahut Joe's. "But, Kiel. Speaking of celine, how did you feel after you divorced her?" he continued to talk, asking something that made me quite surprised.

"What's? my feelings are okay. I'm doing fine. Maybe this is the path I have to go through.

"Hm .. Do you not feel remorse?" ask Joe again.

Deg .. deg .. deg ....

Hearing Joe's question, it made me feel something. There was a strange feeling that suddenly enveloped my body.

Regretted? me? hmmm .. maybe. Maybe I'm sorry. Probably not either. Because I haven't thought about celine since that day.

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