Sharing Love: My Husband Married Without My Permission

2. Consider Him Your Brother!

My chest was hot and it also hurt to see that picture. I called someone who sent me this picture. My heart still doesn't believe what I see here.

"Hello, Ta. Are you sure it was him?" I asked after hearing a voice from there. My voice was choked and felt trembling.

"Are you sure this is Mas Hilman? Don't joke with you, Ta!" ask again. I wish this was just a joke. Tata is one of my friends.

"Yes, Yu. That's Ardian's whatapp status. Sorry, Yu. I was also shocked when I saw his status. Fortunately I was SS, not long after that status no longer exists, Yu." Tata's tone of voice sounded full of earnestness. Tata mentioned Ardian's name, he was Mas Hilman's cousin. Tata made friends through the green application with Ardian because it turns out they have been close in the past.

Wanting not to believe but this heart was already sick, let alone hearing the name Ardian mentioned. She is Mas Hilman's closest cousin.

"Yes! Ayu?!" Tata's voice sounded weak because I kept my phone away from my ears. These tears just kept flowing hearing and also seeing this bitter reality.

Tata's call I didn't heed anymore, immediately I turned off the call without saying goodbye. With trembling hands, I looked for the WA status of Ardian, or of the other Mas Hilman family. There ain't! There are no such photos.

I'll find Mas Hilman's number and I'll call him immediately. There's no answer. Mas Hilman's number was active about an hour ago, it wasn't long after he sent me a message. Stupid me. Why didn't I call him right away.

I also called Ardian's number, which happens to be active. Many times hearing the tone of wait, until this heart feels impatient. Ardian also did not heed my call, even after that his number was off again.

The other number was the same, no one answered. However, by the time I made the call to my mother-in-law, the call was finally answered.

"What the hell are you talking about, Yu. Don't fuck you up!" Mom snapped as I asked about the truth of the photo.

"Tadi Ayu got a photo of Mas Hilman with a woman, Mom. Is it true that Mas Hilman married again?" I exclaimed. I'm sure I didn't see it wrong with that picture.

"Halaah, you're Yu. It's been. I'm busy here!"

Pajo ...

Call disconnected. I sit down and lean my back on the chair. The feeling inside the chest is so swollen from anger and also very painful. Ku padangi photos that are on the screen hp. Although I want to refuse if it is not Mas Hilman but the writing on the screen above my phone is clearly written with the name of Ardian, and also from the words of Mother earlier, Mother said she was busy. What did you do until you said you were busy like that? Mother is not a person who likes to busy themselves with work.

Wiping away the tears on my face, I rushed to my room, changed my trousers and also put on a thick jacket. I have to meet Mas Hilman even though I don't know where he is.

With a quick step I went out to pick up the bike in the garage, not forgetting all the doors and windows I lock. I had to meet with Mom to ask about Mas Hilman's whereabouts.

Almost two hours I drove to Mas Hilman's parents' house. I don't care about the speed that's above average. I just want to get there soon. Some of the vehicles I overtake, no matter they honk or even cuss me taking its course for granted.

Arriving at Mas Hilman's parents' house. The atmosphere there was quiet, not as usual. Doors that normally open are now closed, as well as windows.

"Mom. It's Ayu, Mom!" I knocked on the door, several times there was no reason from the inside to make the more heartbroken this.

Where the hell are they all going?

"Mom, Sir!" This time I called everyone in the house. Not only at the front door, I also ran towards the back of the house. There is usually a mother and Yana, her daughter-in-law from the first child likes to talk, Here too quiet, no one at all. I went back to the front porch.

"Loh, is Ayu's mom here?" A neighbor came when I knocked on the door again. It's been ten minutes but still no one has opened the door for me.

"Where is this, Mom?" askaku to Bu Sri, the mother's neighbor, his house is right on the side. "Cock on no one?" I'm honestly starting to get scared.

Madam looks confused. His forehead looked wrinkled with eyebrows that were almost fused together.

"Well, don't you know, Mom Ayu? Kan Bu Widia and her family are having a wedding in the city next door." said Bu Sri.

Deg ....

O Allah. Whose wedding?

"Who's wedding, Mom?" I asked Bu Sri.

"Loh, Ma'am Ayu seriously don't know? So Mas Hilman getting married again didn't say the same Ma'am Ayu?" asked Bu Sri who was now looking with pity at me.

Blamm ....

It felt like a mace was now being smashed into my chest violently. My legs are shaking, my knees are squeezing, my life is being taken out of this body. I sat on the floor with my hands holding the pillar. These eyes are unable to blink, it's just that tears continue to pour out without me being able to take it anymore.

So the photo is true?

Bu Sri ran towards me, shaking this body. His mouth was open, but no sound could be heard from there. My ears and eyes are closed now.

Wedding ....

Tega you, Mas ....

"Bak Ayu! Sister eling, Mother. Istighfar!" The voice of Madam Sri was heard again by my ears. I turned to her, Madam Sri looked at me with concern.

"Patience to you, Nduk." Her thick hands gently slouched my back. It makes me more fragile. I threw myself into the body of Bu Sri and cried with a tight hug.

I am at the house of Madam Sri. Madam Sri could not bear to see my state of severe shock. Until this afternoon Mother and others have not returned home. Ms. Sri faithfully accompanied me.

I don't know how many tens of calls I tried to call Mas Hilman. So is the message, no matter my sore finger. The message I sent was still a tick one, not turning blue.

Not only was there Mas Hilman, I was still trying to contact the others as well. If I knew where they were, right now I would catch up and destroy their happiness!

As planned, no one picked up or returned the call from me. I can only endure the tightness in this chest alone.

It was late at night, there was no sign of anyone going home. Several times there were cars passing by hoping if it was a car that brought Mas Hilman's extended family, but it was not.

"I'll say goodbye, Mom. Thank you for being allowed to wait here." I took my bag and put my phone in there.

"Loh, just don't get caught here. Ma'am Ayu's house is far away." Bu Sri forbid.

"It's okay, Mom. Ayu go home. It's not good to be here." I hurried up, Madam Sri looked at me and stood up.

"Oh, briefly Ma'am Ayu, just delivered ya home with the same father Arman. I'm afraid anything happens to Ayu's mother on the street." Bu Sri proposed.

"No need, Mom, thank you. Come home alone." I rejected Bu Sri's proposal, already troublesome during here, not wanting to trouble her other family.

"Here you go, Ayu. Don't be so scared. Sir! The father!" Bu Sri shouted to call Mr. Hendra, before long the called came.

"What's up, Mom?" Mr. Hendra came from another room.

"This, Sir. Ayu ma'am wants to go home. I'll take Mbak Ayu to Arman ya." Madam asked her husband.

"No, Ma. Not good to see the others." I still refuse. After all they are other people, it is not good to see others and someone reports to my in-laws.

I was confused, accepting or rejecting both was not good either.

"That's all if Mbak Ayu hates. I'm the same Arman follow the bike Mbak Ayu from the back to the house, yes?" haggar Pak Hendra.

If you think it's better. I finally agreed.

With my speed, followed by Mr. Hendra at the back, we finally left. Several times Arman pressed his horn, either I seemed to have time to daydream until when I heard the sound of Arman's motor horn I realized.

"Mr. Careful, Ma'am. Don't daydream!!" Mr. Hendra shouted from behind the body of his eldest son who was driving a motorcycle.

The journey home takes a long time. We finally got home at nine o'clock.

"We go home first, Ma'am." Mr. Hendra and Arman said goodbye without going into my house. I nodded and thanked the two of them for their help.

...***...

Three days had passed, but Mas Hilman had no news yet. Even the messages I sent were still one tick and had not changed color. Mas Hilman was also last online when he reported that he was resting in the rest area.

Several times I went to my mother-in-law's house, but still no one. As if they agreed to avoid me.

This heart is getting more troubled, more restless. The pain of my husband's betrayal made me tired of just crying, and crying. I haven't touched my laptop in three days.

Aware of the self that will fall if I continue to do this ridiculous thing, I better forget it with my other activities. Maybe if I re-typed I would forget this painful feeling. At least, I won't think too much about my problem even though I'm not sure about it either.

...***...

The door is knocked from the outside. I was walking to the door. I turned the key around, but didn't open the door for him. Who else is coming to this house? Yes, Mas Hilman has come home. Coming home from the important event.

"Assalamualaikum, Yu." Her smile was wide as I opened this door wide.

"Waalaikum salam." Although in this heart I am angry, greetings are still obligatory to be answered. I cursed his attitude that grieved me.

"Well, why don't you welcome me?" ask Mas Hilman who is now following my steps. Probably confused because I usually wait for him to come home from work and then hug him after opening the door.

"What do I welcome you. You liar!" I said without stopping or just looking at him.

"What do you mean, Yu?" Mas Hilman did not accept it, my hand was held and pulled until I stopped moving my legs. His body is facing towards him.

"What is the matter with you, Yu? Don't you usually not welcome my return?" protest, but I don't care. I pulled my hand rough. It hurt me too much when I saw that photo. Especially now that the person in the photo is acting not to know and also does not understand.

"Don't you pretend, Mas? Why are you lying to me? Why are you cheating on me, Hahh?!!" I screamed right in front of her face, unable to bear this sense of heart. The thing I never did at all this time to a husband who unfortunately is now a traitor in my life.

"What lie? What do you mean I don't understand?" Mas Hilman is still in the. He really won't confess? How outrageous is this husband!

I left Mas Hilman to get my phone on the kitchen table, then quickly returned to where Mas Hilman was standing. This chest felt like it was about to explode with this man's dishonesty. It could only flower with an almost exploding rage.

With a quick movement I searched for a picture that these past few days had deeply messed up and broken my heart.

Mas Hilman was shocked and speechless as I showed the picture before his eyes.

"This. Can you explain?" ask me with a furious tone. My eyes were already hot, but I could no longer shed tears.

"You ... Where did you get this picture?" Mas Hilman grabbed the hp in my hand. "This ... It's buk ...."

"You're gonna say it wasn't you, Mom?!" I yelled at him when he wasn't done talking. Mas Hilman just fell silent not answering.

"Is there anything that looks like you, and he borrows your watch when he gets married? You want to say that?!" yell again.

Mas Hilman was now completely silent to receive my loud screams. My tears are back. I thought I would be strong against him for a time like this, but I didn't expect that I wasn't that strong.

"Sorry." Mas Hilman said softly. He turned his gaze to the side, avoiding my gaze.

"I had to, Yu. I really want a grandchild, and I can't refuse mother's request this time." The words made me now shed my body on the wall, slumped to the floor. I really can't help myself anymore. I'm not as strong as I imagined yesterday.

Mas Hilman slowly crouched down, both of his knees were on the floor. I don't know what else he did, I put my head on my knees.

"Sorry, Ayu. I don't know what to say to you, you will definitely refuse this mother's request right?"

"YES!! Of course I'll refuse, Mom!" I shouted while raising my head, looking at him sharply.

"Who do you think would be willing to be combined? Who likes to be cheated on? Who would want that, Mom? And how bad are you lying to me for work out of town?" I screamed again. I felt these lips quiver with a huge emotion towards him.

"I'm sorry, Ayu. I'm sorry. I had to marry him. I beg you to understand my position, Yu. My mom and dad wanted to have a grandchild. Mom said I should divorce you. I don't want to, Yu. I don't want to separate from you."

I didn't answer his words. Can only cry while beating this chest that feels tight. So strong is my mother to me.

"This is not what I want, either. I don't want to be like this either. I want to have a child too. Huu....."

Mas Hilman's statement made this heart wound gaping wider. I sobbed, Mas Hilman took my shoulder and grabbed me into his arms. The warm embrace as usual calmed my heart, but now it didn't make me feel better at all.

"I beg you, Yu. It's not easy for me either. I beg you to accept him. Don't think of her as your honey. Think of him as your brother."

I stopped my crying hearing her words just now. I held my head up and looked at him sharply.

"What did you say, Mom? Accept her as my sister? you're crazy!" then I pushed her body back.

I stood up and pointed loudly at him.

"One mistake, you lied to me about your work trip. The second mistake is that you hide your marriage. And the third mistake, you're telling me to consider him my sister? You're crazy, Mas!" I said in a cold tone. Mas Hilman looked at me with a regretful look.

I shook my head, unable to say anything to her now. The feeling inside the chest grew increasingly turbulent with anger. I left Mas Hilman who was still silent in his place, I hurriedly walked into the room.

"Juice!" yelled Mas Hilman from behind. I sped up my steps to get inside the room and locked it from the inside.

The sound of the door being knocked from the outside, I did not care about Mas Hilman's cry calling my name and asking me to open the door for him.

I covered my ears. I hope I no longer hear that scream.

"Aaaarggghhhhh!!!!" Just yelling all I can do to bring out the tightness inside this chest.

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