MY POOR HUSBAND WAS SEIZED BY THE PERJOR TAJIR

CHAPTER 1

"Mba, it's 100 million and it's house keys and car keys for mba and kids. His papers were in a Honda Brio in front of Mba's house. His house is in a beautiful imaginary housing block A number 1. This is my apology for everything that happened. I really love Mas Randi. Excuse me, Mba. Assalamu'alaikum". Ririn said as she breezed out of my rented living room.

I didn't answer, didn't get angry and didn't cry. Although it still feels so painful in this heart if you remember the incident 1 week ago. When Mas Randi honestly said he was married to Ririn.

I can't say anything. Little disbelief over the betrayal of Randi's mas. Mas Randi who is not handsome and poor can marry Ririn the boss' son at my husband's workplace.

My husband's an employee with a salary of only 2 million. To pay for rent, pay for 2 children's school, electricity, water and very mediocre meals, sometimes less so I help sell cakes online. How could Mas Randi marry a beautiful and rich girl Ririn. What are the advantages of Mas Randi. Maybe Ririn's love is blind. What are the eyes of Ririn minus. I don't know.

I finally asked for a divorce. I tried hard in front of my husband and children. Sorry I didn't want to be pitted. I don't want to have a traitor husband. I don't want to look weak. I am not a woman who cries easily. I don't intend to hit Ririn, Ririn is rich I don't want to deal with rich people. Let it be that my fate may be like this.

I didn't expect Ririn to come to my contract this morning when Mas Randi had left for work. Ririn gave me 100 million in cash, a house and a car and his papers.

I said nothing to Ririn. I neither refuse, nor accept. Either happy or sad. I'm confused too. I will be a very wealthy widow. I finally have a house and a car, and I can use 100 million for the capital to open a store. Let Mas Randi be happy. I also deserve to be happy.

Ririn rushed out of my contract. I looked at his back and his beautiful hair that swayed until it disappeared in the parking lot that turned out to have been waiting for the latest black sports car that immediately hit the gas after Ririn climbed in the back seat, maybe Ririn's with the driver. Ah Ririn, you are beautiful, still a girl, slim and rich. Can't find a single man.

I walked out to where Ririn's car was parked, not forgetting I saved 100 million first to the room. The car is a pinkish red one of my favorite colors. I pushed the remote to open the car door. Then I entered through the driver's door. In the passenger seat there is a large brown map.

I opened the map. There are BPKB and STNK vehicles. I checked the manufacturing date just 3 months ago. In the name of Ririn.

Then I opened the land certificate. Land area 300 meters address in a beautiful imaginary residential block A number 1. Also in the name of Ririn.

I rushed back home. I opened the green app. I sent a message to Mas Randi.

"Mas, I now want to go home with the kids. Get taken care of right away, I'm waiting for the divorce certificate"

Not long in reply from Mas Randi

"Serious divorce from Mas? Be careful on deck. I will take care of the divorce papers soon. Sorry Mas can not send and sorry Mas already diseakin Adek. Just transferred 200 million money to Adek's account, make Adek's handle. I am loved by Ririn. Later Mas salary 2 million Mas transfer to Adek account every month for children as usual. If it gets more, it'll add up the money."

I didn't reply.

I prepared the suitcase, then I put all my clothes and the clothes of the children, not to forget also I put in the money 100 million and the letters earlier. I invite the children to get ready to go to his grandmother's house which is 2 kilometers from the contract.

When I was ready I took the suitcase out of the house and put it in the car. The kids got into the car. Fortunately I was able to drive. I used to bring my father's butut car, taught by my first brother.

I turned on the car engine and drove it slowly out of the rented yard. After previously entrust the house keys to the rented neighbor. I stopped for a while to look at my contract with a sad face, 8 years I knit love with Mas Randi in this contract, now everything must end here.

I drove the car slowly because I hadn't held the wheel for a long time, so it was a little stiff.

When on the fork of the road was about to turn I forgot to squeeze the left side even though I was going to turn right. Instantly I was shocked to hear the horn coming from behind so loudly

Tiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

I was shocked when I woke up from my deep sleep. I saw the wall clock, 4 p.m.

It turns out that Mas Randi my husband just came home from work, used to turn on his blind motor horn when he got to the front of the house. I have not cooked to break the fast. Usually, I wake up.

I staggered into the living room to open the door. Mas Randi looked kindly smiling at me while saying

"Dek, this is Cuisine bring your favorite spicy salted fish Adek. Patched Ijo yes and boiled cassava leaves tuh on the front fence the leaves are already large, immediately for breaking the fast later".

Ah what dream I was. Like my life hasn't gathered. A good dream or a bad dream. Her dreams are strange. Just-there's. What is the effect of most fantasizing about being rich. I don't know. I smiled at myself imagining being a rich man all of a sudden, but a moment later I swiped by myself.

*****

This afternoon on Saturday Mas Randi invited me and the children to the house of Mr. Indra my husband's boss who is certainly his father Ririn, he said there was an iftar together. Not bad to eat good for nutritional improvement, because from yesterday sahur and iftar use salted fish side dishes only.

I changed the kids' clothes with cocoa. Then I prepared myself to use my favorite pink dress with a rectangular hijab of color. Don't forget I polished a little powder and lipstick as well as a vague eyebrow pencil. I deserve my face and body in the mirror, I Rika is still beautiful and slim despite having 2 children, because I always keep my weight.

After we were ready to ride my husband's motorbike to Mr. Indra's house. 10 minutes later we arrived at a large and luxurious house. Mas Randi walked in with the hands of the children, I walked behind him, towards the garden next to Mr. Indra's house.

The children exclaimed in amazement

"Dad, Brother wants a house like this, 2nd floor to play ball"

"Dad, adek also want the house there is a swimming pool so that it can swim every day"

I heard Mas Randi answering the babble of the children patiently. I was amazed to see his house, the first time entered in the courtyard of a luxury house. It's like the house of the artists I saw on television.

We sat down on a wide carpet that stretched out in a large saung beside the pool. There are long tables for putting food.

Mas Randi and his 4 colleagues who were invited to open together were his boss' favorite employees. Mas Randi's colleagues are all present with their respective families.

It seems Mr. Indra, Bu Indra and Ririn began to sit down to join us. Ririn who was in my dream yesterday, I have met him 4 times when invited Mas Randi to eat at restaurants and family gatherings.

I smiled to myself imagining an unusual dream about Ririn yesterday, so amused myself if you remember. I glanced at Mas Randi then glanced at Ririn, incompatible at all, like heaven and earth. Mas Randi black, Ririn white. Mas Randi Dekil, Ririn glowing. Mas Randi is poor, Ririn is rich. Mas Randi is not handsome, Ririn is not ugly.

Strange dream, I remember before that nap I prayed to immediately have my own house, have a dream car in red and save hundreds of millions. Tired of contracting and being poor. I didn't think I was dreaming like that.

I glanced back at Mas Randi and Ririn, eits kok they looked at each other yes while returning a smile.

I smiled wryly, as I saw Mas Randi looking towards Ririn with an unusual look, like a loving look. I've been married to Mas Randi for 8 years, I know very well about his eyes.

But maybe they have something. Not likely. Ah not-don't my dream yesterday, but the dream is only a flower to sleep, let alone a dream during the day. But what is impossible is only a matter of taste. Is not God turning over the hearts of men. Ah I got dizzy thinking about it.

I looked back at Ririn who was bowed this time while smiling like a shy blush. But I can't guess.

My imagination came to a halt when his brother Ririn suddenly joined together and sat down near Mr. Indra. Bang Rendra greeted us all.

Ririn 2 brothers. His brother Ririn named Bang Rendra a widower without children. His wife died 6 months ago while giving birth to their first child, and the baby died. Mas Randi told me a few months ago. I have seen Bang Rendra 1 time while participating in a family gathering ceremony at a tourist park.

After the sound of the adhan maghrib reverberating the time to break the fast has arrived We eat the dishes that have been provided.

I slightly forgot the sightings of Mas Randi and Ririn earlier. I enjoy food by crazily releasing hunger and thirst after a day of fasting. Rarely can a good meal like this, for free again. My children also eat food greedily, the children have been self-trained since childhood, accustomed to eating alone.

When I accidentally rolled around I saw Bang Rendra staring at me without blinking. When our eyes met Bang Rendra smiled at me, no matter what smile, I returned a little smile by pulling a little edge of my lips. Handsome too yes, yes rich people are so naturally handsome and clear, expensive care I thought. Well why do I even think that is not-no anyway.

After finishing the Maghrib prayer in the mosque of Mr. Indra's house, we decided to go home. I had a glimpse of Bang Rendra staring at me again long enough when Mas Randi said goodbye to Mr. Indra. I don't know what that look means.

As we were about to step outside Bang Rendra greeted my children and gave each of them 5 pieces of red money. I noticed only my son was given. The children of Mas Randi's colleagues were not given.