Playground

52

"Alhamdulillah is done, time to send. A lot of gini, how do you take it? Ahaaa, I brought it this way first ah later ask Asep help." Mumbles.

pov dzaky

I looked at her whom I had hurt, the woman who had always been patient with my mischievous attitude. An independent woman who never demanded much from me, how I had lost my brain from repeatedly hurting her.

I was also confused why I returned to playing women as I used to when I was in High School, I felt overwhelmed by the cysts who were busy taking care of the online store and taking care of my son hito.

Then I easily looked for the woman outside and played with fire, which finally lulled me to sin. The sin of adultery and the sin of hurting a noble wife is like a cyst.

I saw it was difficult to bring her ordered goods to the delivery place, she was funny when she was upset like this. It makes me nervous, and makes me smile.

"(My wife you're funny, I'm getting closer to you. I'm sorry baby, I hurt you again. I'll take the rest and surprise you.)"

I finally helped her by carrying the rest of the stuff. Fortunately the delivery service is located very close to our house, just across the street in front of the house maybe if calculated with steps will not be more than 30 steps, hehehe.

"Eh mba cysta, not much today?" Ask the owner of the delivery service named bambang sir.

"Lumayan nih pak bambang, there are 35 destination addresses."

"Well, that's a lot. Let's get started."

"Please sir, I'll take the rest first."

"okay."

"Sir, I borrowed Asep."

"Yes mba, bring 'em, don't let the blister ya mba pity can not mate."

"The boss likes to put me down."

"It's true sep."

"Yes the boss, the rich nyariin end mba the boss's rare cysts."

"Your dreams sep. Already there help mba cyst."

"Yes, boss."

Me and I stepped into the house to take the rest, but our steps stopped when we saw my husband carrying two sacks of leftover items that I was about to send.

"Darling this is the rest." He said, smiling at his charming smile. I returned his smile with a forced, I was still hit by a sense of disappointment that did not know when it could subside. The disappointment this time was really deep and not only scratched my heart but it hurt my heart so deeply.

"What a concern this is mas dzaky."

"Thank you, sir." I said I appreciate his help. I try to be normal, I do not want to expose our problems in public, even though maybe our problems are viral and much discussed.

"Dear together, I'll wait at home." Answer before returning home.

"Mba is patient to be a wife?"

"What does sep mean?"

"I saw the mba news in sosmed yesterday, the viral you mba."

"Oh, just as usual, I believe the same above."

"Patience to the mba !"

"God willing sep."

"If you're divorced as a widow, I want to ask you."

"Dream sep, mba cysts where want to be with you."

"Who knows the boss, the soul mate is a divine mystery."

I just smiled in response to them. To be honest there is a little shame when I have to go out and face others, someone must think that I am not a wife.

Yes maybe that's the truth, I'm not a becus, I'm not a good wife and I deserve to dzaky. There are so many shortcomings that exist in me, yes I am an ordinary human who is full of mistakes and khilaf. Maybe it's true that I can't afford to spend time on children, husband and work. Hence dzaky mas looking for fun outside the home.

That's what made me realize and decided to survive despite the pain, even though I don't know when this patience can hold.

"Hundred and twenty-five thousand mba cyst."

"Small sir?"

"Yes that much mba, the goods are light - light." anyway."

"Okay sir, here's the change to buy ice, sir."

"Thank you mba cysta, hopefully the more sweet selling, the more successful."

"Amen. Then excuse me sir, tomorrow will be back again, hehehe."

"Ready mba. Be careful, hehehe."