Missing the Love of Husband

Chapter 3 Finding Evidence

 I rubbed my face, trying to neutralize the heart that started to waver. Dery even dared to take the woman to my own boutique? 

If Dery is double with another woman, what should I do? Will I be able to endure the seeding of love that has withered and died..

But what about the kids..

I have to find out the truth first.

The photographic evidence that Nisa gave me, not strong enough for me to convict Dery of guilt, I have to find out who that woman is.. But wait, did not Dery say he would be overtime, if not overtime in the afternoon he would have returned. I'll go to Dery's office and follow wherever he goes. That way I'll know where the woman lives, and who she really is.

I'm not going to check the financial statements again yesterday. After the kids get home from school, I'm gonna take my action.

In the afternoon, after telling the kids that I had to go back to the boutique and maybe a new night could come back, I went straight to Dery's office, but I went to take an online taxi, my car I left in the boutique so that Dery's unsuspecting.

I waited long enough in front of his office, until shortly afterwards he came out with a woman.. The exact same woman that was in the photo that Nisa gave you this morning.

Pain is coming to my heart.. The woman was holding a friendly arm mas Dery, did she know if Dery already married and had children?

I told the driver to follow my husband's car, before I sent a message to Dery's car, asking if he was overtime.. Very short answer. I can see earlier, as long as the woman was holding a friendly mas Dery, the man who is still my rightful husband continued to widen his smile, he said, what I have missed so much over the last 6 months.

‘How I didn't suspect you mas, now.. Like her I'm not your priority anymore.’ my inner self in heart.

They stop at a cafe, when the clock has shown at 7 pm..

‘How come you are mas, every night me and the kids are waiting for you at home to have dinner together, but here you have dinner with another woman?’ I didn't feel my tears fall, I cried in silence. I didn't want the driver to know my cry.

“That's her husband huh Bu,” said the driver to me. Like she knows if I'm crying here.

“Iya sir,” I replied slowly.

“That's patient ma'am, man if he already has a lot of money, he must have forgotten how he got it, and who accompanied him,” said the driver again, like she was trying to make me stop crying. I remember when Dery was just an ordinary employee, I was against the blessing of papa to be able to marry him, at that time I thought Dery was a good priest, until finally papa meluh and received Dery mas became his son-in-law, papa also gave me the capital to set up a boutique in accordance with my ideals..

Until 4 years after that, the end of his official mas Dery rose to the position of financial director, of course it changed our lives, we could have a nice house, a car.

But now like her, there will be a dividing wall between me and my husband, that woman will be her obstacle.

I waited outside the cafe, my only goal was one, knowing where the house of the woman who was with Dery was.

While waiting for Dery, I called the kids.

“Assallamoallaikum darling,” greet me to the children.

(Wallaikumsallam Ummi, Ummi has prayed maghrib?) Astaghfirullah was enthusiastic about finding out about the woman and Dery, I forgot about my obligations.

“Astaghfirullah, Ummi forgot dear... You know ummi's work is a lot, have you guys had dinner?”

(Now, Bibik was ready for our food.)

“Alhamdulillah, yes already.. Ummi continue to work again, Ummi try before 9 hours have gone home yes baby, drugs dear!”

Alhamdulillah even though Abinya's attitude has been cold to us, I still have children who are sholeh, Lord...

It's almost 8 p.m., but like his mas Dery still hasn't come out of there. Good thing the driver wants to wait.. I'll give you great tips for her later.

Not long after, Dery finally came out of the cafe, still in the same state, the woman still looks friendly with my husband.

I followed wherever Dery went, to arrive at a fairly large housing complex.. Even his house was much bigger than ours.

I'm not gonna hit them both.. Even though my heart feels tight and sick, I will not be rash to make a decision.

After knowing where the woman's house was, I immediately told the driver to take me back to the boutique.

As soon as it gets there.. I immediately rushed home, along the way, my heart and mind were raging, imagining that Mas Dery had truly wished I had always been in my mind. 

As soon as I got home, it turned out that Dery's car was also at home.

“Assallamaallaikum,” I opened the door myself and said hello. I threw the bag on the couch and sat there, somewhere Dery and the kids..

“Bik's.. Please make me hot chocolate huh?” 

“Good Bu,”

“Bapak with Kids where is Bik?”

“Kids like her in the room Mom, if you just arrived and entered the room also.” 

After making hot chocolate, I brought it to the room, I saw Dery sitting on the bed by playing his cell phone, lately, looking at the phone every night is a new habit.

“Home home?”

“Hemm” Again... Mas Dery talked and reluctant to see me, I felt small treated this way by her. I went straight to the balcony to enjoy the hot chocolate. It is undeniable that my heart hurts so much.. I wiped my tears that were about to fall..

I stared at the dark sky, without stars and moon.. Like tonight the weather's a little cloudy.. The night wind was so whispering in my ear..

Where my real household destination is, the more I get sick here.. 

“Alin?” Call Dery to me.

“Iya mas," I tried to be ordinary, so that Dery did not suspect if I had known a little about our household problems.

“Ngapain you're here, it's almost raining.. Do you not see the wind is a bit tight," said his who is now beside me..

“I'm more comfortable here than in our room mas,” I replied slowly.

“What did you say?”

I looked back at the sky where there was no light.

“We're one room, but I feel roomy with a stranger,”.Dery was silent not answering my words.

“Who is mas? Who's that girl?” keep me on saying, I asked without seeing her face, I don't think I'm ready to see her nervous or pias, it's funny.. 

I didn't dare look at her because I was afraid she would get angry.. But I fear the reality that hurts me..

“You know him?” 

Degh's!

“Iya.”

“Renata... He's Renata.. My first love!”