My Husband's affair.
face-to-face.
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HAPPY READING'S.
Nightfall.
It has become a routine for ayara to clean up the rooms that are there.including the room danru.
Ayara is busy with the kitchen right now.washing their old dishes for dinner.
“mas electricity bill has been paid?.”kanya ayara once passing the living room that has tv.
“sudah.”responses danru.
“mas eat this first, I want to finish.”
Ayara put a plate of agar in front of danru.before passing to the room.
In this house there are only two rooms, each occupied by danru and ayara.
Ayara continued to tidy up Danru's room, starting from the bed, sheets, blankets, pillows and lastly the wardrobe.
While he was busy tidying up danru's clothes, an object fell from a pile of clothes.
The bracelet?.
“for sure this is not my bracelet.”
Ayara lirih.
Not my bracelet?then is it true that mas danru cheated on me?.What I saw yesterday was really my husband's affair?.
Ayara held her breath.Tears just flowed from her two neutrals.
“mas tea...”
Ayara sobbed loudly.proof after evidence began to emerge.increasingly make ayara belief what figure danru diminishing.
I'll get his mas.when I find out you're really cheating, just look at me alone that'll crush you to the root.
Ayara revenge.
***
“you eat what?.”
For the first time Danru offered ayara a meal, because since last night his wife was just silent.
“I'm not hungry.”ansi ayara indifferently, busily with leptop in front of her.
“ara, I'm your husband.answer me when I ask.”kesal danru.
“I'm not hungry.”ulang ayara again.
“ara what's wrong with you?.”
ayara stood up from her seat.began not to like, because Danru too much talk.in that case, it was something that was always hoped by her.
“i'm late, I'm leaving.”
put important items in the bag, you are ready to leave.
“wait!.”
“what else is mas?it's noon, I can be late.”kest ayara.
“let me take.”
“there is already an ojek in front, I can leave by myself.”
“ara, what's wrong with you?her usual you always in between by me.”kanya danru confused.
usually her ayara always in between by her while working.not infrequently this woman whines, but now ayara rejects her raw.
just think for yourself.
“i'm late mas, don't invite me to argue.”
ayara let go of Danru's hand that was holding her arm, while sighing long time and time again.
“I don't invite you to argue.mas just ask what's wrong with you?.”cecar danru.
“my work a lot, that's it.”answer ayara briefly.
“I know you Ara,you changed.”
hiss danru.
“you never ignore me as your husband.whatever happens, as busy as you.”
keep up danru again.
“ I think for three years, I am the one who does not know who I married.”sindir ayara.
“already mas, stop discussing this.I'm really lazy now, my work piles.”
ayara moved from her sitting.
ayana's steps came to a halt, hearing Danru's babbling which greatly hurt her self-esteem as a wife.
“have I told you not to reveal the problem of money mas.don't make me as if, I'm counting on you.What for three years I lived you I ever bring up his leggings?.do not you?I assume this debate never happened.”
***
The Company.
At 21:30.
Hufhhh.
Ayara today must be overtime, because a lot of work is delayed due to her self that is not focused all day.
“allhamdullilah,completed also.”
Ayara stretched out her two hands that felt stiff.
It's night already?I'm really crazy working.
Ayara looked at the watch in her hand, while smiling mirically.
After all his neat.ayara prepares to come out.
Ting.
Mas andru
You haven't come home yet?.
Why didn't you tell me you were going to overtime?.
Don't forget to eat?.
Call us if you want to go home, we'll pick you up.
A line of messages from Danru was seen.When walking towards the elevator, the westerlies read them one by one without replying.
“night miss, not home yet?.”
“akgh!!.”
Hearing someone say hello from behind, reflexes just crouching, shouting until his cellphone is thrown to the floor.
”demons.”not her reciting verse chair, because panic ayara instead scream.
“demons?you are serious?. how can you think of a handsome man like us demons?.”kanya verlio.
ayara looked up, her eyes round to see who she thought was the demon.
“good night Mr. Zannendra,pak verlio.”
ayara stood straight up straight bowing.
“ini! your phone is cracked, next time do not act like that.”zannendra stalling ayara phone that he just took.
“you're overtime?.”thanya Zan.
“iya.”answered ayara.
lifts.
I hate being in this position, I hope he doesn't recognize me.
ayara leaned her head against the wall of the elevator, covering part of her face with black hair that she accidentally unraveled.
“what guy who picked you up yesterday was your husband?.”Suddenly Zan opened his voice.
“iya sir.”answeray ayara sure.
“i wonder, how can your hair change quickly.On the same day, I saw your husband kissing with a red short-haired woman.but not for long, a girl bumped into me with long black hair.”syndir Zan.
that's not a satire sir, which is true.how can, Zannendra said like that to his own legitimate wife.
inner verlio thrashing.
astagfirullah he knows.but wait!hair changes quickly what does he mean?.I never change the color of my hair.
“what do you mean sir?.”
“you obviously broke the company rules, no employee should dye his hair.”
“I never dyed my hair, when I hit you it was my real hair.” replied ayara.
why not believe it anyway?ngeyel.
ayara became furious herself.
“but I saw your husband kissing a redhead, there is no way your husband cheated on you?.”again and again Zan poured fire on the suspicious heart.
“my husband is a loyal type.”
“you sure?you're busy working day and night while your husband's home alone?you can't monitor what he's doing.now you come home at night, sometimes too believing it hurts.”
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