MY HUSBAND'S A BOY

Been Pissed

I ran straight out. Closing the fence, but forgetting to lock the door. Finally back to close the door. After returning to the front street of the house, confused not knowing what to do.

I tried to suggest to myself not to panic. Finally, the idea was to order a taxi online. However, there has been no time to order via the application, there is already a taxi passing by. I'll just stop.

"Road, Sir!" tell me after I sit in the cab.

"Sorry, where are you going, ma'am, the goal?" ask the driver.

"To the Sandalwood Restaurant, sir. The road!"

"Y-yes, Ma'am. Ready." However, his car when the engine distarter stuck. I almost got off and looked for another taxi, but it ended up turning on as well.

"Well, why is it this way, sir?" I asked when the taxi turned into an unusual tang road.

"Shortcut, Ma'am. This clock must be jammed if you go through ordinary roads, Ma'am," he explained.

"Yes, it's up to you, but I'm sorry. My husband had an accident."

"Yes, Mommy."

The car stopped in front of a restaurant. I flinch looking outside. The driver told me to get down.

"Kok, come down anyway, sir?" many confused.

"Bak wants to go to Cempaka Restaurant, right? It's up to."

"Kok, Cempaka anyway, sir? Sandalwoods!" my firmness.

"Oh, yes sorry, Ma'am. I heard about the Cempaka restaurant."

Emotions peak. I almost screamed if I didn't stand it. I let out a long sigh repeatedly in order to dampen the anger raging in the chest.

"So, what now, Ma'am?" The driver's question made the anger that had initially subsided, peaking again.

"Many cake! Yes, walk again, sir. To the Sandalwood Restaurant!" my snapping.

"Yes, Mother. Patience atuh. Don't make it so."

The car finally drove again. Keep walking through the crowded streets of vehicles. Then turn and stop in front of the Sandalwood Restaurant. I breathed a sigh of relief, finally arriving. I got down and ran inside. Inside I cross paths with Reno.

"Ren, where's my husband?" manya panic.

"Where the hell, people get hurt instead of being taken to the hospital, instead of being broken down!" I nodded while walking in haste. Reno.

"Yes, abis how. Call the ambulance not come."

"You can use your car, Ren!"

"My car broke down."

"It can be a taxi or whatever it should be!" The glass began to bathe this eye patch. Regardless of how the treatment is now, I still can't bear to see him hurt or sick.

Arriving in the VVIP room, the atmosphere is very dim. All the curtains were closed and the lights went out. The boy was lying weakly on the sofa and there was a woman sitting crying next to my husband.

I rushed over, I pulled the woman's arm. I looked at his face up close. Right, she's the woman my husband invited to dinner last night.

"Actually who are you, anyway? Why do people's husbands?!" my ketus.

"Whose mother? Coming up angry is unclear!" ketus reply.

"I am his wife!" my firmness.

"Wife?" She doesn't seem to believe my confession. The look in his eyes skinned this entire body.

"Mbak don't be shy. The guy he said was single, anyway."

Instantly, the empathy towards the Bocil turned irritated. After hearing the confession of the young and beautiful woman in front. I want to feel like I'm ringing my husband's head to be ruined.

"Your path, Cil!" my hardik. He just shouts.

"If so, you'll just take care of this woman!" I'm getting windy. My steps stopped as I was about to leave and this arm was blocked. He then sat down.

"Don't go" he said weakly, "Because I won't be able to live anymore, if you leave" he added.

My forehead frowned when suddenly all the lights in this VVIP room were on. Then fixated staring at the monitor screen that also lit up showing a video in the form of a slide of my photo and the Bocil from the time before marriage to the photo when on the verge of the day. At the end of the video is the caption, 'happy one year anniversary.'

I stared at the Bocil. He grimaced revealing his row of teeth while forming the letter V with his fingers.

"Surprise!" said later. But I was upset by it.