REMORSEFULLY

Misunderstand

It is true that women will become queens if married to the right man. The love and affection she gave me made me the happiest woman. Behind the pain that I have experienced, there is a great wisdom that God has prepared for me. Yes ... I met someone who loved me very much.

After the seven-month anniversary we moved into a new home. Of course Bi Rahmi is coming with us. I had no intention of selling the house I used to because it was made from my hard work. I can't bear to sell it. There are many memories in that house. I just need someone who can take care of it and clean it.

The days I spent with happiness, especially my parents and Rayhan's parents sometimes came to visit us. So I don't feel lonely staying home. All the birth preparations are prepared. Which according to the predictions of doctors staying two more weeks can even be faster than the estimate . Raihan already told Bi Rahmi to keep it in the bag, so the right will give birth immediately lift it.

My content is also so far fine so it can give birth normally according to the doctor.

The sun is preparing to return to its contest showing a twilight that is so temaran. I saw the clock on the wall showing six o'clock passing by.

"But Rayhan hasn't come home yet?" I said in my heart.

Worries arise because he does not usually give news that he came home late.

I tried to contact but not get picked up. I send a chat through the WhatsApp application is also not read. Many times I tried to contact him but the results remained the same, there was no answer.

The clock shows at eight o'clock. I just walked back and forth waiting for his arrival. I don't know who I should call. I don't have the number of any of his employees.

"Yes...May nothing happen to my husband." My prayer in my heart.

I tried to call him back in the hope that my husband would pick him up.

"Yes .... Hello!"

My heart seemed to jump out when I heard the voice that answered my phone was a woman.

"Ka--you who?" Tanyaku.

My mind was gone, immediately thinking that my husband was with a woman.

"I'm Maya, ma'am" the woman replied.

"Where are you now?' Jerakku emotions.

"At the hotel, ma'am, but Mr. Rayhan da...."

"What???" I immediately cut off the woman's speech because the emotions had reached the crown.

I immediately hung up the phone unilaterally after the woman said the word hotel.

My common sense is no longer working, so I forgot my husband had a hotel in town. My husband is with that woman. Somehow the feeling immediately surfaced in my heart probably because of the trauma called infidelity so automatically it was thought by me.

I don't feel my tears dripping on my cheeks, imagining that it really happened.Something why I can usually think positively but why this time it's the other way around.

I rushed to my room to get my car keys, wanted to catch up with my husband.

I just opened the door and heard the sound of a car stopping in front of the house.

Rayhan immediately smiled brightly when he saw me open the door. My breath felt so fast. Emotions, hurt, jealousy mixed into one.

Rayhan's countenance instantly changed seeing me occasionally wipe away my tears that did not feel like falling apart.

He got closer and when he was in front of me, I pushed him so hard that he fell backwards. I didn't know it came suddenly maybe because I was so emotional.

Rayhan was so shocked by what I did. I turned around and stepped quickly towards the room.

He ran to hold my hand because he saw me running a little.

"Why are you?" Ask a little.

I let go of my hand by force.

"I'm the one who's supposed to ask, what are you doing with that woman at the hotel?" My words do not lose their emotions.

"What do you mean?" Confused speech.

"No need to pretend!! You are no different from my ex-husband, the cheat!!'

"Astagfirefullah!! His words wiped his face rough.

He then tried to hold my hand but I brushed it off rudely.

"By Allah!! I can't and will never wish you." His words convinced me.

"Not to take the name of God." My yelling.

"You realize I'm pregnant with your child, why do you have fun at the hotel with other women."My tears broke.I can no longer hold it.

Rayhan kept trying to hug me but I always rebelled.

The phone in my hand rang. I immediately wiped my tears and my net was on the phone screen and my husband's name came up.

Rayhan immediately felt his pants pocket. And it looks as if his phone doesn't exist.

Because I thought Rayhan was caught wet, I finally picked up the woman's phone.

"Hallo, sorry ma'am, interfered with the timing."

"Oh...are you not satisfied with her, so contact her again?" My word is cynical.

"Ma..I mean Miss Fani?" Ask the woman.

Maybe because the woman realized that there was a misunderstanding so she immediately explained.

"Sorry, I just want to say that Mr. Rayhan's phone missed at the hotel, now it's with me at the reception.

"Ha.." My eyes were perfectly rounded to hear the receptionist's explanation.

I hung up the phone without saying anything.

There was guilt, shame in my heart until I just looked the other way. I could not see Rayhan.

My phone rang again, and a new number appeared on the screen.

"Yes...The Waalaikum Salam." My answer.

"I'm Maya, Mom .. I just want to apologize for daring to pick up your phone on Mr. Rayhan's phone, once again sorry, Mom."

"Yes, that's okay" I said unkindly.

I gave Rayhan my phone right away," but Maya didn't ask for it.

"For you, my wife SmackDown!' Rayhan.

""You drive home early in the morning."

'Waalaikum Salam."

That's what Rayhan said to Maya on the phone.

I can only hear Rayhan and Maya talking. Shame .. that's for sure. Shame on Rayhan and Maya.

"What...smile - smile? I can't believe my husband." His grunts left me alone.

"Why am I like this, anyway? Very jealous." Bathink.

I then went to the dinner table to prepare a delayed dinner due to busy blind jealousy. Then call Rayhan to eat together. But he nyuekin I just answered he said he had eaten.

He was like this to me. Maybe because he was angry for accusing her of being a non-no. Finally I ate myself in silence with guilt mixed in shame as well of course.

I entered the room and saw Rayhan already lying there. Usually she would wait for me and say hello to her would-be twins before we were lulled into a beautiful dream But this time she didn't. I know he's just pretending to be asleep. He purposely avoided me.

I caught him up to the bed. Trying to fall asleep but tight due to an enlarged stomach, I tried to turn my body to him who was lying behind me.

"Sorry .." Sincerely said.

No response from him. I put my hand around her.

"You still angry?" Say it again and still no response.

"Awwww....." I pretended to whimper in pain and finally succeeded. My heart cheered cheerfully.

He immediately turned to face me.

""Is anyone sick?" Ask to hold my stomach.

"The twins are crashing in his papa's cuekin." Sad say.

"You really. so the wife does not believe in the husband," he said still upset.

"Sorry..." I'm lirih.

"You must assure your heart that if I will not betray you, my love is only you, then, now and forever. Although I can't deny many women out there are expecting attention or asking me to make it second, but it's impossible and I never will. To me you and our future children this is the most beautiful gift that God has sent me." Speak at length.

I was amazed to hear every sentence that convinced me.

"But sometimes I'm afraid you'll change and do the same thing as Rafa's dad."

"I'm not a stupid man like him."Annoyed annoyed.