My Love is Wrong

My Love is Wrong
Pram is very attentive to Pipin



PREMATURE


I went back to the office after I drove my wife Pipin back to the doctor. Advice doctor Pipin not too tired and must routinely take drugs tension. Because Pipin was feeling better, so I gave my wife permission to go back to the office. Because there is a job given Mr. Amin that must be completed immediately.


Arriving at the office I immediately began to work.And I began to do the tasks given by Mr. Amin. But around 9 o'clock there was a message. And I saw a message from Ara.


I opened the message immediately. And I saw Ara sending me some sales photos. Then we exchanged chat messages.


At first our chat was still a matter of work, about the promotion I offered to Ara to boost up sales. But over time our chat finally unraveled the mystery of our past.


When I asked Ara to send me the photo I gave her first, I wasn't sure Ara still kept it. Because I don't think Ara could have kept my picture for 20 years. What does it mean to me, I think.


Yet Ara actually proved her words that she still kept the photo. Ara sent me the picture I gave her before we parted ways.


I was just surprised and surprised. I looked at the photo. I can't believe Ara still keeps it.


"Yes my Lord... It turned out that I was wrong, I did not dare to express my feelings to Ara, but it turned out that Ara also felt the same feelings to me. What's behind my meeting with Ara is now my God.." I said in my heart.


Sorry it doesn't work because it doesn't change anything...


Last chat Ara was, like,


"Yes Pram, makasi. I'm happy Pram, with my life now. And I hope you're happy, Pram."


I read her chat with a worried feeling. I wanted to shout, because I wanted to see her happy, I knew Ara was happy as I was, but there was a desire of my heart from the bottom, I wanted to be happy with Ara.


I tried to get rid of that feeling, I did not want to hurt the feelings of Pipin my wife who had been accompanying me in joy and sorrow.


But the more I tried to dispel this feeling the more I was tormented.


I lit my cigarette, I sucked deeply and I enjoyed my cigarette. My feelings and thoughts were playing around with cigarette smoke billowing from my mouth.


I try to calm my feelings and thoughts.


Then I tried to continue working on the files that were assigned to me this afternoon . I need to be able to concentrate so that all my work is done quickly.


I played Sheila On Seven. I love almost all of Sheila's songs. Suddenly I heard the song Sheila on Seven that fits my current situation.


Then I looked for the lyrics, and I copied the lyrics, and then I sent Ara.


It did not feel like the night was getting late, I finally decided to take a bed rest in the room.


I tried to close my eyes but Ara's shadow continued to appear. Since I haven't been able to sleep yet, I took my phone. I looked at Ara's profile picture. I looked at the photo, I looked deeply into Ara's eyes in the photo. I see sadness there.


"You lied Ara... You say you're happy but you're not actually happy. You live in compulsion." I said in my heart as I looked at Ara's photo.


"But you're really good Ara... You don't want to tell me your true situation. I love you so much, Ar... I am determined to take care of you, make you happy and will be there for you even though I may not be able to have you. I love you Ara..."Bathink.


At what time, I finally fell asleep.


I woke up early in the morning and took a shower. Before I go home, I need to call my wife first.


"Pins... "


"Yes Pa..."


"You don't cook first. Later Papa buy food for breakfast. I don't want you to be sick, Dad... Dengerin Papa... Ne Papa is ready to go home. Please tell Joseph to get ready, ma'am..." I said and ended the call after Pipin said yes to what I ordered.


I got out of the office and parted at Andre, then I turned on my butut bike and drove home.


Before I got home, I bought food for my family's breakfast at home.


When I got home, I was greeted by Rahma.


"Son, how's your mother doing? it's better." I said while taking off my helmet. And Rahma greeted me.


"Mommy's better Pa... I was able to go to the kitchen." Rahma.


"Yes Pa.." Sabila came to me and greeted me.


Joseph also approached me and greeted me.


"When, Rahma... Joseph... Denger Papa's... If you are sick again, please help Mom what you can help. Don't this I'm sick eee is still at work! Papa's children should be able to help Mom from now on. Don't let me do all the housework by myself. You guys should help Mom. Your mother is sick now!


" Everything with Papa is talking..."


All my children bowed and then nodded.


Then I gave the food I bought to Sabila. And Sabila prepared it at the table with Rahma's help.


"Already, now all breakfast first, son... Papa wants to see your mother first." I said as I stroked Sabila and Rahma's hair.


I went into the room looking for my wife. I saw my wife sleeping. Then I kissed her head, and sat down next to her.


My wife woke up and smiled.


"Just come home Pa? "Ask my wife.


"Yes Ma... How's Mom doing, you better?"


"Still dizzy a little bit Pa."


"Yes, I don't teach you. I'll call the school if I'm allowed today to not go to school."


"Yes Pa, I had permission from the principal's mother."


"Yes, now I have breakfast first...For mom, Papa had bought Mom's favorite chicken porridge."


My wife nodded, and then kissed my hand.


I took the chicken porridge I bought. I moved it to the bowl, then I went in and fed my wife.


"Pa... Makasi yaa Pa's... From the past until now Papa always pay attention to Mother." My wife said, looking me in the eye.


"I'm sorry Papa ya ma'am... Papa can't get Mother's share yet. From the past until now, I had to live a life of deprivation." I looked at my wife.


Our eyes meet each other. I wanted to cry, but I could stand it. I realized that I was among the crybaby men, quickly touched.


"Pa...Mom's happy with all this Pa. Papa's happy mother is always there for Mom, indeed our economic situation has not been loose but Papa's affection and Papa's loyalty has been enough for Mom to be happy. Make it Pa." My wife said, holding my hand tightly.


I kissed my wife's forehead. "Papa ma ma ma mom... Good health, ma'am..."


For almost 22 years I was married, we never had a fuss. There was never a problem with the third person. I am a man who is difficult to like women let alone fall in love.


All I have in my head is to be successful and to make my wife's child happy. That'sallthatis.


After I finished feeding my wife, I prepared to take Joseph to school.


When Joseph was ready, we set out. My motorbike drove towards Yusuf's school.


When I got to school, I ordered.


"Yusuf, later if there is any phone to Papa aja yaa, do not call your mother. So that your mother can rest well."


And Joseph nodded.


I went home first, saw my wife.


When I got home, I cleaned the house for a while. Then Pipin told me to go to the office. And I went to the office.


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