OUR HUSBAND IS TOGETHER

BEATING

Aren seemed to think as if there was a line of words that could not come out of his mouth. Her puffer fingers massaged a pair of eyebrows that interlocked, her head bowed to the surface of the floor full of foot traffic.

“Ah yes so how about our wages?”

Oops! I'm flabbergasted.

Jeez Chevani, it could be in this terrible situation that you ask about the material.

“For severance of employees tomorrow will be shared.” The man in front of me answered, raising his head and displaying his round face.

Thank goodness, my heart is in my heart.

Today the cafe is crowded with visitors. Jazz music was increasingly combined with the giggling of people who were in this location. I threw a glance around and found many young people who were meeting each other. It's beautiful if the one in their position is me.

“Che.” The big voice sounded again. Aren stared intensely at my two eyeballs and then somehow his hands also joined in reaching for my hand that was lying on the table.

“Marry me, I'll make sure you won't be this tight.”

Bugh.

Bugh.

Bugh.

My ears that had just heard a row of words from Aren's lips ached along with my chest that seemed to be pounded with a hammer fist. Hey, how could this gondrong ask a single child widow like me to be his wife? Is he drunk again?

I was silent in a thousand languages, there was nothing I could do but freeze in place. Oh come on, Pricil, let's make a sound. Mama really doesn't want the atmosphere to be so awkward.

“I will build a business that will later become our income field. You don't have to bother being a maid or a washerman anymore. I'm tired of Che, too. I'm tired of working as a pimping assistant. Ah it seems my life has always been unlucky ever since I centered on the night butterfly world.” Aren continued his words, occasionally his net was directed towards Pricil who was still a henchman in my arms.

During this time Aren served as a saleswoman to the striped men. I was surprised when he said he was tired of the profession. I guess by looking at his balloon-like posture Aren was happy with what he had, apparently not. Huh again there is a new lesson that I received today, that happiness is not always painted from the front appearance of someone.

“Che why didn't you answer?”

“You want to be my wife?”

“Che.”

“Che.”

“CHEVANI AGRA!”

“Hah? Holy hooch! You're talking to me?”

Oh No! Aren spoke too loudly that he made several pairs of eyes stare at us. What did he say just now? I really didn't hear it at all.

“I've been talking since, didn't you hear it?” Sela Aren seems to know my thoughts.

I looked to the right and to the left. Thankfully, people are not looking at us anymore.

“Jawab I Che.” The man in front of me interrupted me again. Ah I went wrong. How can I marry someone I don't love? The love man cannot be forced.

It's better that I just shut up. I can't accept it and can't possibly say the word “not” to Aren. However, he is a man and friend who has helped me a lot all this time. Yeah, pretty good friends and nothing more.

“You rejected me? Wh why? Have you got a candidate?”

Silent.

“Which man has taken your heart this time Che? Tell me!”

Silent.

“I just want to make sure that it doesn't feel as deep as my love for you.”

Silent.

“Che, why didn't you answer?”

“Chevani!”

“Oh now I know. Are you still hoping for your ex-husband huh?”

“Or did you deliberately close your heart to that bastard?”

“He won't be back Che!”

“A Hell-man like him may be dead and his body has been swallowed by wild worms.”

“Dan Pricilia your daughter! He needs a father figure that will be a guarantee of his future in the future.”

“You can't possibly live it alone, right? Then marry me.”

Plaque!

Plaque!

Plaque!

Plaque!

“Awwwww”

Plaque!

“SIAL!”

That bastard! You bastard Aren!

I landed a slap in between his round cheeks. What did he say just now? I might be able to accept if he berates my ex-husband. But really for whatever reason my heart hurt when he said that I would not be able to support my little daughter. Where does that bastard know? My son would have died long ago if I had been a foolish mother who could not support Pricilia.

I don't give a shit! I don't care if there are currently many eyes who are watching this hot view. Just so he knows! Let alone my son, even my in-laws I have lived him for a long time. So it's very inappropriate if the gas cylinder body speculates that I “cannot afford.” No! Do not let the word be heard by my ears again.

I ran over and left Aren who was still frozen in place.

Gedebak.

Aaaaaaaa! Damnit damnit! Damn you gondrong!

My heart feels so sick.

Oh God.

Why did that word have to come out of his mouth?

He was a good man who had saved me from hardship all along. But what does all this mean? Did he use his kindness to take advantage of me? The vow! I really don't think it out.

Suddenly, my knee felt weak and collapsed on the ground. Oh good thing my body position is near a shade tree so I can hide my small body behind this big trunk.

The water flows rapidly from the eye pelukan to the cheeks and gradually to the lip area. The liquid that began to penetrate and enter the inside of my mouth felt very salty and left a taste. Oh my God, my heart is so broken.

I honestly haven't forgotten the hero either. I still can't believe that my ex-husband really betrayed me. Although our marriage can still be said to be the age of corn yet I know him already a dozen years. I know exactly how he did so many ways and sacrifices to make me fall in love.

Here in Batam City. I'm still waiting for her figure to come back and explain to me what really happened. My heart does hurt when I think back to the betrayal and the court papers he gave me afterwards. But I don't know, my little heart says that Hero did all this by force. The angelic hearted man would not be able to possibly tarnish the sacred bond he had pronounced himself before God. And I believe that.

Hero, love.

Later if you come back, I will still remember you as a husband who always loves and loves me.

May we still look at the same sky.

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