My wife's lover

chapter 5

In the afternoon I came home excited. I feel lazy to go home because I will definitely meet my wife. My heart still hurts, but for the sake of my two children, I forced myself to go home.

I parked my bike in front of our hostel, next to the kitchen table. From the outside I could hear the voices of my son and wife chatting casually.

I hesitated to enter. I'm afraid I can't control my emotions if I see my wife because this incident will always stick in my memory.

Suddenly the door of my room opened. My youngest daughter appeared in front of the door with her sweet smile. Instantly my emotions diminished seeing his smile. I don't know how to deal with her mother.

"Dad. . ." Warm sweep.

"Assalammualaikum," finally inevitably I went into the room.

"Wa'alaikumsalam" said Alya.

I went into the bathroom. I looked at the bathroom a little differently. Ahh yes, usually a lot of dirty dishes piled up, now there is none.

I rushed to take a shower and went to the mosque until the time. I wanted to calm down and avoid my wife. I don't know if I'll keep her as my wife. I am so worried to remember both of my hearts.

At seven o'clock I just got home from the mosque. Apparently my son Alya was waiting for me.

"Dad, I'm laper" he lamented, holding his stomach.

"I'm sorry, son, so I pray at the mosque, all my fathers pray at the mosque" I explained.

I saw on the floor carpeted already available dinner, complete with side dishes of fried catfish. Where did my wife get the money to buy catfish. Usually eat with fish side dishes only when I just pay only while now it is the end of the month.

I do like to eat fried catfish but because Lisa is cooking, my stomach suddenly nausea. I don't have any appetite at all, though.

I took a glass and filled it with drinking water and then drowned it out without any rest. After that I went back out. But just now I was about to put on my sandals, Alya called out to me.

"Dad? Where are you going? Don't you want to eat?" ask Alya.

"Eat, father is not a laper" I replied quickly.

"Dad, we've been waiting for the father since then why don't you want to eat," protested Alya.

"I'm sorry, son, it's made you wait. Eat. . ." I said as I passed.

My heart aches every time I see Lisa, even if I don't see her face right away. Just looking at it from behind it felt like my emotions were going up. And I don't want my two kids to know.

I sat by the gate staring into the street. Coincidentally my hostel is on a busy roadside, so even at night, there are still many people who pass by and also a stroller.

I daydreamed. Thinking about how my household continues. I'm really in a dilemma but to keep Lisa as my wife is hard. The shadow of the incident this afternoon was still milling in my eyes. How strongly I don't want to remember it, it's just that the more real the shadow dances in my memory.

My chest feels tight too. It feels like a dream. I never imagined that my marriage would be like this. Maybe Lisa can't afford to live with this lack.

Nine o'clock in the night I went back to my room. Both my children had fallen asleep to dreamland while Lisa when she found out I was entering, hastily lying down which was originally sitting.

I purposely did not reprimand him and immediately lay down next to Andre.

I'm really hard to fall asleep. Sleep uneasy. The harder I tried to remove that shadow the more I remembered it.

The clock is passing very slowly, I haven't been able to fall asleep. There was no movement from Lisa when the nights before my wife was always out of the room even if only five minutes. Does he know that I haven't fallen asleep until he doesn't dare to go.

I don't know at what time I can finally fall asleep, suddenly I heard dawn. I woke up and went to the bathroom to clean myself and went to the mosque, until six I just returned to the boarding house. I saw Lisa cooking. From the smell it seemed good but my stomach suddenly nausea.

"Where's the father from?" alya asked, My daughter when I just went into the room.

"Father from the mosque, son. You and Andre were praying at dawn, didn't you?"

"We pray, yeah."

I smiled, "You guys started school Monday, right?"

"Yes, yeah. But I haven't bought any shoes. My old shoes can no longer be used." complained Andre.

Where did Lisa get the money to buy Andre's shoes and I'm only gonna pay for three more days. The money I gave you is over. I don't know, I don't want to think about it. Where is he money from.

I went out, "Dad went to work first, "my goodbye.

"Dad, are you going? You haven't eaten yet?" ask Alya.

"Fast, son," I answered. It just so happens that today is Thursday so my two children won't suspect that I said I was fasting. I don't know I'm losing my appetite.

I'm rocking my bike. On the street I saw a fry seller. I then bought two thousand rupiahs of fried food to prop up my stomach to have energy to work.

I arrived at the store when my boss had just arrived. He smiled at me.

"Anto, tumben have you come?"

"Yes,bos. Intentionally to help the boss open the store," I said.

"Well, that's good," he said happily.

I then began to remove the building materials that must be placed outside the store, because the inside is full.

"To, here you are," call my boss who's at the front of the table.

I then approached him.

'Yes, bos," I said.

"Rezeki you, so I bought two," said my boss, holding out one plastic box of yellow rice.

"Alhamdulillah," I said gratefully, taking it from my boss' hands. From last night I didn't eat, so I only ate two fried foods.

"Where you eat first. It will be different again!" her word.

"Well, boss," I ate with the lava. I rarely eat well like this. Yellow rice with side dishes and fried chicken.

After eating, I washed my hands in the sink. Then get back to work. Coincidentally Budi has come. He was seen raising cement and bricks on top of the car. I then approached him.

"Bud, where are you going?" my question is to help him raise the cement.

Budi turned his head for a moment towards me, "To gang ten. You wanna come?"

"She usually comes along" I replied.

"Maybe you don't want to come because you're, hmm. . ." Budi blinked one eye. I directly pulled his head. He even laughed at me.

I was confused as to what decision to make. Do I have to tell you the same. Maybe he has an opinion on my problem. But I'm embarrassed to know what Lisa did. Aahh, I'm really confused.

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