My Husband's Secret

123. Remembering the House first

Rafka sat on the edge of her bedroom bed, looking at the picture of her son on the table. He did not expect that his son would have gone before him first, facing the Creator. The door of the room opened, Vida entered the room and sat down on the sofa that was there. The woman behaves like an innocent person.

Although his face looked puffy, but he still maintained his arrogance. She doesn't care what happens to her husband. What is important for Vida, can live properly, no matter what others say.

"Are you satisfied now? After what you did to Eira, now he doesn't want to be with me anymore" Rafka said in a cynical tone without looking at his wife.

Vida looked at her husband with a cynical smile. It's always like this, only he's to blame. There is no truth in him in the eyes of Rafka and others. They were never in the position of him so, could only sneer and berate.

"You feel as if I'm the only one here who's evil and you're the hero. Why don't you try to mirror, whatever you've been doing all this time. Don't just be able to blame others, without being able to see your own mistakes," said Vida made Rafka look at him sharply.

"Whatchu mean? What I said is true, right? All this happened because of you. Why are you turning around to blame me?" Rafka tried to hold her voice so as not to scream.

The man did not want the people outside to hear the debate between him and Vida. It is enough sorrow that the inhabitants of this house experienced by the loss of his son. Rafka does not want to add to the problems between him and his wife. Especially here there are still many relatives who have not returned home.

"You are a man, you should be able to make a firm decision. It also allows me to use you easily. If you really are a good father, you can be fair between Eira and our son, but you are not. You use your mind without playing your heart. You are a father, you should understand how your children feel. Not throwing your mistakes at someone else!"

"I didn't think your heart was really rotten. I'm so sorry I married you."

Vida laughed at what Rafka said. All this time what the man did to him. There is nothing, there is only suffering, there is no happiness. Especially with her family, who could not accept her existence, as a wife. It also adds a burden to him.

The woman does not want to be blamed continuously. He made a mistake by taking people's husbands. However, Rafka also had an important role in this error. If the man had strong self-resilience, he would not have been tempted by him.

"Didn't you regret it a long time ago? You're also sorry that you left Maysa, right? Why are you saying it now?" vida asked, looking at her husband. However, no answer came out of the man's mouth. "Now there is nothing that binds us. We'd better split up."

"parted? It's so easy to say! Don't expect you to just split up. You've put me in a great slump and a great deal of guilt. I'm not just gonna let you go. You also have to pay for what happened to me and my family. Including our son. We started it all, and we must suffer together."

Vida rounded her eyes looking at her husband. I didn't know if the man could act like that. "I ...."

"Don't expect you to just leave me. Remember that your family doesn't care about you! You won't be able to get away from me so easily either. I can always tell you where and where you are, so don't ever try to go."

Rafka immediately left the room. He needs to be alone to calm his mind. Men do not want emotions to master it and do violence to Vida. Rafka left on his bike. The people who had been in the living room looked at each other, as if asking where the man was going.

However, no one knows the answer. This was still in a state of grief, he shouldn't have just left. Everyone prefers silence, they also want to appreciate Papa Irfan and Mama Ishana who are there. The two parents could guess what happened to the child and his son-in-law, but they did not want to interfere.

Until he remembered a place that had made him comfortable. Rafka took his bike there. The man wished that no one would be known in the place. He just wants to remember the past and not be disturbed by anyone.

Not how long finally Rafka arrived at the place to go, namely his home with Maysa first. The house that gave the man such a happy family. That's right what Vida said. If he's already so sorry he left Maysa.

In fact, his ex-wife has given him happiness, which he never got from Vida. His extended family was also very supportive of his household with Maysa. Every time there is a family event, the two are always hailed as a mismatched couple. Some of them are even envious of the happiness that Rafka has.

Not infrequently they insinuate himself and say that, a lot of men out there who will definitely be in line, if Rafka leaves Maysa. He swore he would never leave his wife. Now what his cousin said was true. A lot of people are lining up to get the woman, and she will never be able to get a woman as good as Maysa again.

Rafka watched every corner of the house in front of him. The shadow of his past playing with Eira, as well as the laughter created between him and Maysa, was still very well recorded in his head. The man walked towards the house. He wants to go inside. But unfortunately the door was locked.

Now Rafka no longer has the keys to the house. Both the main and backup keys. It's all in Maysa's hands. He didn't own it because it wasn't the man's right anymore.

"Assalamualaikum, Mr. Rafka! I arrived at pangling. Long time no see, how are you?" ask the person who is none other than RT in the region.

"Waalaikumsalam, thank God my news is fine, sir," replied Rafka while shaking hands with Mr. RT.

"Sir Rafka wants to occupy this house again? How come, suddenly come here?"

"No, sir, I just want to visit, all of you look at the state of this house. It hasn't been here in a long time."

"Oh, I think I want to stay here again. Though I am happy if Mr. Rafka really will stay here. We can patrol the night as well as before" said Mr. RT who increasingly makes Rafka sad.

The man remembered very well, in the past if his schedule was night patrol, surely Eira always whined to refuse to be left behind. Rafka had to put his daughter to bed first, before going on patrol with the other fathers. Arriving at the patrol post as well the man was mocked by his friend, if he could not escape from Maysa. At that time Rafka could only smile.

Mr. RT who saw the sadness on Rafka's face also felt bad. He felt that the man in front of him was now having problems, but he did not know what the problems were. Hopefully not a problem with his wife because Mr. RT too, very know how the story of the Rafka household. For the sake of another woman, willing to leave his wife and child.

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