My Rollercoaster Wedding's

CHAPTER 31 - Photo

Daddy's Home

Mas Adnan who usually opens the car door for me, this time he did not do it, just along the way he was also just silent. Usually he can't stay still when in the car, but this time he's completely different.

I don't want to think negative first. Maybe he was tired, or he was having trouble at home, because he suddenly invited me to the main house. Unlike usual, he forbade me to come here.

Entering the house, for some reason in the living room there are some people, not just Dad and Mom with a gripping atmosphere. I'm still following Mas Adnan behind him.

"Dare to see yourself too" said Mother. I furrowed my eyebrows in a sign of not understanding, what do you mean is because I have not visited her for 3 months?

Everyone sitting on the sofa was staring at me except Dad who was blowing his coffee. What is more confusing is that there are also Celine, Mas Ardi and also David.

I pulled the end of the shirt that Mas Adnan was wearing, "Mas," my great-grandson. No answer came from the side of his lips.

Mother stood up from her seat, approached me and Mas Adnan, then stood in front of me. "Can you explain the meaning of this photo," he said firmly while showing a photo on the cellphone he held.

I looked carefully at what the photo was, like knowing it, I was a little jolt, in the photo there was a man who was hugging a woman. But in the photo the man's face is not visible, because the photo was taken from the side. While the woman I know him very well. Nothing else but that is myself.

"It's..."

In the photo, I was hugged by a man. But in reality it was me and Mas Ardi this afternoon. When he pulled my hand and I accidentally hit his chest, but after that it was true he wrapped his hand around my waist.

"Yes..." Call me to look at Mas Ardi. He smiled cunningly but he had absolutely no intention of answering.

I turned to look at Mas Adnan who had been silent. I saw his hands clenched tightly. This is a misunderstanding, I immediately explained

"The woman was me, but the photo was wrong I didn't hug the man. That man is Mas Ardi," I honestly explained.

"Udah caught cheating even dragged others," chirped Celine still with her sitting position. His right leg was crossed over his left foot while blowing his fingernails.

"Mas Ardi!" call loud. But he did not flinch at all, only glancing at me and refocused on his phone.

"Celine, you were there when it happened" I told Celine. Because he and Mas Ardi were on the scene.

"Yes" he replied casually without looking at me. He was still busy blowing his fingernails but at least he had already confessed if he was there when the photo was taken.

"But when I got there, I've seen you hug the same man," he added no less relaxed. Like being struck by lightning during the day I glared at him.

"Where there is, you don't lie yes, obviously that man is Mas Ardi!" jolt me. How could he lie like that.

"You are wrong and even turn people back," said Mother angry.

"I knew that Celine was with Ardi there, I told them to do some shopping because I suddenly had an interest" she replied. "And what exactly did they get? She caught you in the same male hug when your husband went out of town" she said.

I was at a loss for words. Suddenly I remembered something. A PRESENT. Yes, the gift that Mas Ardi said this afternoon. I looked at him for a moment, and he only smiled faintly, as if knowing that I had already realized the meaning of his words.

The devil! So they're trying to frame me?

I clapped. "Gee... Is this the GIFT you mean?" I said sharply towards Mas Ardi.

I can't just fall into their trap. The two sneaky people grinned simultaneously.

"For everyone here, it's okay if after this you still don't believe what I'm going to say but I'm going to keep defending myself because here I'm not wrong," I look at the people who are here in turn.

"I will tell you honestly what happened in the photo" I continued casually. This time I can't be afraid of the people here including the people who have framed me.

"At that time I was outside the supermarket intending to order GoCar, but had not had time to order it all of a sudden someone patted me on the shoulder and it was Mas Ardi and Celine. Mas Ardi offered to drive me home but I refused, after I intended to leave but my hand was pulled by Mas Ardi so I turned around and hit his chest, looking like the photo. And the matter of who took the photo I don't know, maybe someone who has malicious intentions in my household" I explained at length.

No one spoke as I spoke, "And for Mas Adnan," I turned towards Mas Adnan who was standing beside me.

"What if you don't believe what I'm saying, it's your right. At least I've been honest," I said firmly.

"For Mas Ardi thank you for the gift. And for everything I apologize for making a fuss. I'm sorry." After saying that, I stepped away and left the house. There was nothing stopping me at all including Mas Adnan who incidentally was my own husband.

I walked down the residential area to the highway. I actually wanted to cry but I still held it. I'll go to my old house, I'll calm my mind first.

I finally got home after boarding the bus and a little walk. I entered a new house one week ago when I was cleaning it.

It's late at night, so I'm likely to stay here and just come home tomorrow morning. The house was dark because I only turned on the porch lights. I did not intend to turn on the living room light and immediately entered the room to rest my body and mind, put my right hand over my forehead and began to repeat the incident from this afternoon.

Do they not like me that much? Or is that so crazy as they are? They really intend to destroy my household. Next time I can't be careless.

And about Mas Adnan's response I won't be mad at him. I will understand his circumstances and position. Just imagine being exhausted at work and then being surprised by news like that. Of course we cannot think clearly and only anger will come out. Let him calm himself first.

I lay sideways hugging the bolster. I suddenly imagined what if my parents were still alive and we lived all three, and what they would do if I made a mistake. I don't feel like I shed my tears. I haven't been to their graves for a long time, maybe tomorrow morning before I go home I'll go to their graves first.

Seriate

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