My Sister gave birth to my Husband's Child

Past times

Finally that night with great difficulty I managed to get a bus to go home. With meager supplies of money, I was determined to start my life from scratch, away from those two wicked men. At first I was afraid that Ikhsan would be abandoned, but at that time Wulan continued to convince me. Even he added the money for us, Wulan was really a good person, I was very indebted to him. 2 days 2 nights trip I finally arrived at my hometown with a safe condition.

I set foot into that old, uninhabited house. The house is already in a state of alarm looking very dirty and unkempt, if only I had not asked Puja to stay with me, maybe this house is still well maintained, and maybe the affair didn't happen either. But the rice has become porridge, I do not want to constantly regret my endless stupidity, at this time I have to be strong for the sake of Ikhsan.

'Emak, Father, Ratna' I said as I opened the door of the long-uninhabited house.

With fatigue I cleaned every corner of the house left by my parents, Alhamdulillah Ikhsan was not fussy, he took her without whining at all. Ikhsan seemed to understand my sadness, she really was an amazing little angel.

When I finished, I lay down to unwind beside Ikhsan. But my phone suddenly rang an incoming call sign, I saw my phone flashing displaying a wulan caller id.

My guess is right, Wulan called, because Ilyas couldn't possibly contact me, I changed the number, Wulan changed it when he was terminated. Without thinking I immediately answered the call.

"Hello brother. How'd it get there?" ask Wulan.

"Alhamdulillah is the deck" I replied.

"Alhamdulillah, Wulan is pleased with his horror, Brother Ratna must be strong, not weak. The sustenance must be there aja kak, where aja datengnya, let alone there Ikhsan. It must be facilitated the way of his sustenance." said Wulan from a telephone there.

"Yes Lan, and for the umpteenth of her brother said thank you very much to you" I said.

"Yes, brother together, while Wulan can help why not. Oh yes Ikhsan is fussy not brother?" tanyakanya.

"Alhamdulillah Ikhsan anteng, he already seems to understand that his mother is sad again, so as to be concerned" I replied.

"Thankful Alhamdulillah, yes already brother must be tired of traveling long distances, brother rest first" he said.

"Yes, thank you for calling my sister" I said.

"Yes my brother" he answered.

After that we ended our conversation then I continued my break.

Early in the morning I woke up for shopping, I bought some cooking utensils and groceries to go back to selling opened my simple stall located right next to the house. After returning from the market, I immediately cleaned the long-closed stall, I started everything from scratch. Because this is all I can do, sell coffee, bajigur, tea, boiled noodles and some breakfast and fried menus. My house is right on the side of the crossroads out of the village, so it's quite rame people who pass. The average buyer used to be rubber plantation workers, or fish farmers from a reservoir near my village. When I was busy cleaning my little shop, a neighbor accidentally looked at me. 

"Loh, you're Ratna, right? when's home?" greet that woman, she's my neighbor's Warsih.

"Yes ma'am, just arrived" I replied.

"Ohh, yes. By himself? Where is your husband?" his tank.

"Not come, ma'am" I replied.

"Why?" ask again.

"The work there can't be left, Puja is also there gig, many jobs" I lied. 

"This time you clean the stall, want to sell again?" ask bu Warsih.

I'm nodding.

"Yes mom, I don't want to live here anymore" I said, I saw the confusion on his face. I understand what he's thinking. But I quickly turned the conversation to another direction. 

While chatting with Warsi's mom, I saw someone who once filled my heart before the arrival of Ilyas. His name is Sofyan, the young man I had to leave behind to accept such a jerk like Ilyas. At that time I had no other choice, my mother was sick. The results of my work and also Puja at that time was not enough to treat the increasingly severe maternal illness, at that time mas Ilyas came with all the help and sweet words. Stupid at that time I just wanted to be invited to marry siri first, which turned out to be the reason because mas Ilyas already had a wife. I even had time to go to his wife named Yani, he came all the way from Sumatra island to hit me. 

I was humiliated at that time, I had apologized at that time because I did not know Ilyas already had a wife. At that time I immediately asked for a divorce, but Ilyas actually divorced his wife. And with his persuasion he assured me that my life would be assured, and also he continued to discuss his services that had financed my mother's operation. I felt a dilemma, but because she was officially divorced I finally returned with her and went to her hometown in Sumatra. There it turns out that his mother mas Ilyas did not accept me, not without reason, but because Yani pulled back the oil palm plantation that had been given to my in-laws first. Maybe because of his reduced earning, my mother-in-law hated me and considered me as a pesky carrier. It turned out that the wife of Ilyas was the son of a prominent person in the village, so that when separated from him the property of Ilyas mas reduced by almost half. Is this karma? or am I being too stupid as a woman? I don't know, I'm obviously talking about being in love with a male creature. 

As I was engrossed in my daydreams, Warsi's mom bailed home, I nodded. Then go back to my work. Suddenly I heard someone greeting me.

"Rabella"