REPAY YOUR INFIDELITY

Reyhan

Adeela POV

After coming home from my old house to take Kyla away, I have now returned to my new home where I now live with my husband whom I will soon leave.

My plan from the beginning was neat. Lucky because during my plan I run there are no obstacles at all. My decision is unanimous, I will leave Mas Farhan soon. But before I actually leave, I will be a obedient wife to my husband, just a memento to him. Come to think of it, how evil I am. But let it be, it's all happened. Mas Farhan himself forced me to form a character like this.

It's been two days that Mas Farhan hasn't come home. I knew where he was going for two days. All the information I got from Bima. He is indeed reliable.

This afternoon I will cook a lot to welcome the arrival of Mas Farhan. Bima said, he said today Mas Farhan will go home. I would welcome him to give the impression in my last days of being in this house.

I cooked a lot today. I cooked rendang, chicken opor, vegetable soup, egg balado and lastly his favorite orange juice. All the dishes that I cooked, is Mas Farhan's favorite food. After all I finished serving it on the dining table perfectly, I rushed to the room upstairs to rid myself of sweat.

Finished, I wore a white bone-colored house shirt combined with a peach-colored pashmina hijab. But there was no sign of Mas Farhan's return. I walk

going forward to the yard just a breath of fresh air.

It's been a long time since I've done this. Enjoying the cool air of the afternoon with a beautiful view of the afternoon.in the front yard, I went back to reflect on every event that happened in my life. But I draw conclusions, if everything that has happened there must be wisdom in it. Hopefully, God will give the best script for me in the future.

All I have to do now is, I have to put my heart and my life back together. After leaving here, I have prepared everything carefully. The residences, the pastry shops, all used money from Mas Farhan. Let me use the money, but it's still my right.

While he was engrossed in contemplation, the sound of the roar of the car entered the yard of the house. That's Mas Farhan. Before long I could see Mas Farhan coming down from there and looking at me. I gave her my sweetest smile. Soon, Mas Farhan turned around the car and opened the door for the seat next to him. I frowned at me. Who are the people who accompanied Mas Farhan. Soon a boy came out beside Mas Farhan.

"He's..." I mumbled to guess the boy.

They walk towards me. I was pretty sure that the boy was Mas Farhan's son with Kyla.

"Who is he, mas?" I pretend I don't know.

Mas Farhan smiled at me after that he stroked the boy's black hair.

"Include him, Reyhan. He's Kyla's son."

"What's Kyla?!" I asked again to make sure.

"Yes. For a few days now, Reyhan will be staying with us. Kyla left the house and until now did not give any news as well. I'm worried that this little kid doesn't have anything to take care of."

I could only sneer in my heart at every word Mas Farhan said. Once you lie, it will be like that forever. It's a pity that such a small child has to be in such a complicated situation that you create.

"That's a pity for you, son. Is this right, if your mom leaves the house?" I asked while aligning my height with this child.

The boy nodded and after that he shook his head.

"Why?" I asked this kid.

"Mama did leave the house. But, he's not my om, but my Papa!" He said with his innocent face.

His name was also a little boy, he would not be able to lie. I could only laugh inwardly while looking at Mas Farhan's expression. Seen, Mas Farhan eighth.

it's smart that you lie, Dad. Pity this child if it must be taught by you.

"Oh, like that. Yasudah, now we're in yes, handsome boy!" I said while stroking his face. This boy smiled with his glee I treated like that. I took her hand to walk into the house. He seemed very enthusiastic about entering the house with me.

The first time I saw this boy, I felt sorry for him. Although he's the son of Mas Fahran and Kyla, but this boy has nothing wrong about what happened. This kid doesn't know what's going on. It would be so evil if I hurt a child this small. After all, I used to be a mother, I couldn't bear to hurt her.

Mas Farhan brought Reyhan into the guest room.

"Deeel!"

"Yes, Mom, what's wrong?"

"I'd like to ask you a favor, would you?" He asked with his tired face.

I nodded my head. Poor to see you too, mas. Just like this, your appearance is already very messy. What if no one takes care of you.

"Please, change her clothes, Reyhan, yeah. Do not need to be bathed, in the seka wear wet tisyu only. I'm gonna take a shower, I haven't changed my clothes in two days."

"No problem." My answer.

"Reyhan get changed, baby, same aunt Adeela!"

"Yes, Pa." Reyhan replied obediently.

After Mas Farhan died, I looked at this boy. Maybe his age is now about 4 years more. His face was very similar to Mas Farhan, only his skin was different. Her skin was white and somewhat reddish on her cheeks.

Her cheeks were puffed up and very adorable in my eyes. Had Nurhan been alive, they would have been very similar. I miss my late son.

"Aante!" Call Reyhan hold my hand.

"Yes, honey, what's wrong?" I looked into his clear eyes.

"I'm hungry, tente!"

I smiled at him hearing it. The last time I looked at this kid, I forgot he must be hungry.

"Yes, honey. Aunt forgot. Now, Reyhan change clothes first, after that we go down to eat the same Papa, yes!"

This child again nodded obediently by revealing his toothless tooth.

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