Not Superwomen

Not Superwomen
The Former's Match



"You know what? Your ex wants to marry Rizal"


I nodded with a smile, though the pain was heartbreaking. It's a theatrical form that I hope can fool people who look down on pity. I don't need to be pitied. Who would be willing if a woman who has been in a relationship for a long time, but even married to someone else. Even more crazy is that other people have the status of friends.


Tears wanted to dart, flooding the cheeks. However, as much as I can hold back because I do not want to be considered weak. I have to look strong like steel, even though this heart is fragile like glass.


Anya, the woman I met seven years ago. At that time my father and I were visiting one of my distant relatives, Anyah who served us tea. He answered all the questions my father asked him with a smile. When our eyes were rubbed, that was when I was bewitched by her charm. Not only is she beautiful, she also has dimples on both her cheeks.


Since that day, our relationship has been close. He, with all his hospitality and kindness, always paid attention that made anyone float. Her sweetness made me melt and beguiled. Even my whole family agrees if I approach her.


That day, in front of the family, I expressed love after a week of approach. No doubt he agreed.


Two weeks after we got together, I went back to my job. Since then, we have been in a long distance relationship. Even though I live in the interior, communication is quite smooth, and we only meet every 6 months.


Despite LDR, Anya knows all my friends, including Rizal. Rizal is the closest friend I've known since I served here. He knows the most about our relationship.


The first year of my relationship with Anya was smooth, far from temptations and obstacles.


But in the second year, I began to be tempted by Maya, one of the health workers who had just been placed in my place of duty. I started to approach him, he gave a good response. It did not take long to approach, we were officially made. Since I became Maya, I have rarely contacted Anya. Which used to be almost daily, now only once a month.


Maya who continues to demand accountability, finally willing to abort the content. Yes, I asked for it, with all the seduction and false promises. I don't feel guilty, because at the beginning of our relationship, Maya knew about my relationship with Anya.


At the end of the year I take annual leave, I will spend the new year with Anya and her family.


I realized, I was afraid of losing Anya. I will stay with Anya, and end my relationship with Maya. Maybe this will hurt Maya. But I can't choose both.


A year later, I repeated my mistake again. I cheated again, and still with the same woman, Maya. Maya is back with my son and Anya knows it. Anya was angry and told me to take responsibility.


Anya started to stay away, she never responded to my phone and text again. Even in response, only in short sentences.


I started to feel lost, but on the other hand I really enjoyed this affair. Maya I wooed back, until finally she wanted to abort our son again. But damn it to me, this time Maya's parents demanded that I marry her daughter. Not because they knew of Maya's pregnancy, but because they knew of my relationship with Anya. Not only Maya parents, the people around where we live also know. They call Maya an affair. Maya's parents didn't accept it, so they sued me to marry Maya.


Finally here I am, being Maya's husband. Despite being a friendly and happy couple, I still miss him. I like to monitor his activities on social media. Although I found nothing, because Anya prefers to share content that might be useful for her. I wanted to see him, I missed him so much.


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