Son Kos At Home Next door, My Husband's Affair

the POV Ricko

Damnit damnit! That's roughly the right word to express my fate after divorcing Susan. I lost a job and a life that can be said to be good.

Now I live in Mom's house, not stay but can be said to hitchhike. Miris is not, I am the child of my mother is not at home especially Dila, love again she is pregnant old. Every time I came home from work I was greeted with the rhythm of fighting two women's mouths are equally spiceless. Dila does not want to lose, even though mother is more dominant.

About money? Can not be expressed in words how difficult my current situation is, I have to support Dila and also Mother who always issues money when going to cook food. And I was forced to work in a palm oil factory following my brother-in-law who also worked there.

It felt like the world was being turned upside down, I had to wait 15 days to receive a wage that was just enough for the fare and help the kitchen needs at Mother's house. Insane to complain because my income is not in accordance with his expectations.

"Mas, try to find another job?" pinta Dila on the night I came home with one million five hundred thousand for two weeks' needs, that includes the cost and cigarettes.

"I've tried, but haven't gotten a call" I said to calm Dila down.

Day work, night should also compensate for Dila's spoiled attitude. Maybe because of his young age so the desire to make love and be spoiled a little excessive, in contrast to Susan who if twice playing can sleep soundly. I'm so skinny because of my new life.

Yes.. This should not be a problem, I am also among the men who hypers*ks actually. But because of tired muscles and thoughts make nafsuku decreased far from usual.

"Ricki! You're paying, right? Where is the money to pay for electricity?" stretched out my palm to me, making my breath heavy. I know my father's legacy is pretty much. Worse yet the car that my father bought was also sold without talking to me.

"Mom, Ricko wants to talk." I said I can't wait to face Mom.

"Speak what?" upset mom pulled her hand that didn't get electricity.

"Mom knows Ricko's in trouble right now. Divorced, went to jail, lost his job and Ricko's wife was pregnant. Ricko is also not having money, money as much as that is enough for the needs that I know for myself today would be expensive."

"That's your own fault, it's good living with Susan. Although in the village but still have hope to inherit his parents' property. Uh, you cheated on your ungodly wife instead, not Mom's fault!"

"Not wrong how Mom? Not that yesterday when Susan miscarried mom asked Ricko to divorce Susan, Mom really!"

"Yes, mom did say that. But if it's looking for an affair it should be better than Susan, not this troublesome one!"

"Mother!"

"Udah ah, dizzy mom is talking to you." Mom snorted in annoyance, leaving me even more chaotic. Of course what Mom said was right, I should have been looking for a woman who could support my life instead of this.

"Ricko, this afternoon we are asked to gather in the front hall, he said the big boss will come to visit." said my brother-in-law Tejo. I just nod.

"It turns out that not only factory employees, even officers on the plantation are all asked to gather, said Mas Tejo there will be an announcement if it is like this.

The factory leader seemed busy with some important people of this palm oil mill. Tables and chairs are neatly arranged complete with food and mineral water available in front there.

Shortly after two luxury cars entered the courtyard of this spacious building, everyone stared in awe no exception me, I imagined if it was Susan, my ex-wife.

I was fantasizing, but I wasn't imaginary when I saw the two cars open by their driver. The woman with the perfect body and of course very familiar to me down gracefully. She smiled thinly but really sweetly, for what reason would I want to hug my Susan Pramudya.

I approached in a hurry, but I was blocked by some people who also wanted to get close to Susan. I tried to get rid of some people, pushing him a little to make way.

I was surprised by the ambiguous voice, I thought as I turned my head.

"Clar!" I stared at the face of a woman I knew very well.

We stared at each other for a moment letting people pass, passing us by so that finally it was just me and Clara.

"How are you?" clara asked quietly, I can see, there is still a longing in the look in her eyes.

I smiled a little, there was guilt for him. I still remember the night before I got married even though we were still one bed until almost dawn. How could she be with Susan?

"Mama.." the voice of the little boy called out to him from inside the car.

"Darling." replied Clara and then carried the little boy and closed the door.

"Mama?" I asked slowly, not realizing I was mumbling looking at the girl's face.

"Yes." replied Clara looking at her son's face. I was confused, with the thought of guessing.

"Kok you're here?" my many.

"I'm the owner of this factory" Clara answered looking back at me.

I glanced at the clothes she was wearing, Clara and Susan's suits were the same. Or are they working together? If so, they are friends now.

"You work in this factory?" clara asked to see my clothes were the same as many others.

"Yes" I replied, I nervously looked at the girl in his arms as well as looking at me. Not to mention my situation now is far from decent to approach Susan or Clara as before.

"If you don't mind, I'm in need of an assistant and secretary at the headquarters" he said seriously.

I don't know what he meant he wasn't mocking me. But still I was nervous, doubtful and ashamed.

"Here, you can call me later. I really need someone to help me work." He smiled, giving me a business card.

What exactly was he thinking, did he want to come back close to me? If so, do I have to accept it? Who's the little boy? Is Clara married?

If he's married, then he just wants to help me. Or does she still remember the hot memories between us?

Maybe this is the way out I'm looking forward to, besides there's a good Clara, there's Susan still in my mind. I honestly haven't forgotten my ex-wife.

"I must have come Clara" I said with a faint smile.

He passed with his son, really Clara's life also no less make me curious. Seeing her back pass, I remembered the memories with her first, and hoped to repeat them.