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CHAPTERS 15. WEDDING INVITATIONS

Never prepare for the worst thing in life, if I may be honest as much as I hate Amir, even greater my love for him, I love him, it was as easy as forgiving again and again for the repeated mistakes he made.

Even a month I was in polygamy and during that time I slept separately, I was in my room and he was in his room with his new wife. The pain of feeling neglected must have been so strong the influence of the woman in our lives.

Every night I wish she would come to the room, tell me anything before going to bed, until finally I fall asleep in her comfort, her hand gently stroking my hair. Missed for sure, but I couldn't do anything. I have no intention of taking his promise to be fair, let him do it of his own volition.

The dining table was silent, only the sound of the clinking of a spoon clashing with a plate. I'm feeding Rania. As usual, Mas Amir was sitting next to Andara. Who cooks, you can not be not, he will only go out of the room if called Mas Amir to eat.

“Mas, next week olip married. Just this morning the courier delivered his invitation” my voice broke the silence while cleaning up the rest of our dinner.

“Finally married also she” replied my husband as a thin smile imprinted from his lips.

Andara helped me put the dirty dishes to the wash, after she sat watching TV, I just sighed looking at her from the tail of the eye.

“we came kan” that's my question

“tentu”. My husband took the fruit and put in the mouth.

I sat in front of the TV after finishing the dinner table. This is how we are every night, Mas Amir will tell me many things I only listen, sometimes chiming as necessary. All I know is the story is more for youara she's sitting next door. While I was in the sofa next to Rania occasionally sat on the carpet accompanying him to play.

I rushed into the room after putting Rania to bed, I found Mas Amir sleeping in a mattress, I was awkward. Enter after closing the door. I don't know why this guy is a stranger. A month he ignored me was enough to make me awkward to face him.

The bathroom cleaned itself. Out of the bathroom I still found him on my bed. “sleep here fir, why stand?” the surprised me slowly lay down next to him. He looked at me the gaze we met for a moment, until finally I turned back to him.

“you don't want to sleep in my chest?” his hand pulled my shoulder to face him

“no need, thank you” formal once my answer

“what you don't miss sleeping with me” her gaze is gently my collar

“Where is Andara, what is no pity he sleeps alone” this just diverts the conversation

“you're jealous I slept with Andara”

“no” I lied, which wife does not get jealous to find her husband sleeping with another woman even if it is his wife.

“I just hope to get used to it for a long time I don't need you by my side.” I answered honestly, it was my hope that the pain in my heart could be reduced.

“you want to split” he looks at me sharply, his jaw tightening.

“no, just want to get used to it, so as not to expect you are always there for me because I realize, Andara also need your attention” grieve it feels like this heart there is a small incision that is not visible.

“turned time a month makes you change a lot, even sleeppun us like a stranger” his voice weakened maybe

“not me but us, we're not the same as we used to”

“i was like losing a submissive syafira, never arguing. But now every sentence I answered”. His voice is so bright. It is better to be silent and not to be chimed in.

We were still facing each other until I turned around, sleeping to avoid tension.

Tired of soul and body all day activities. As much as I can busying myself in the store, transfer rania to school. I want to go to the store in the morning again to meet the buyer. There my life seemed to be without burden, telling a lot of things with my shopkeeper. Exceptions to my family. It turned out that the woman had extensive knowledge even though she was only a High School graduate.

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“I will not be long there mbak tini who accompanied you” Mas Amir persuaded his wife, he did not want to be left behind. Today we will attend the wedding invitation. Departing at 8 am at 10. It takes two hours to get to the olip.

I saw that the watch had been sulking for ten minutes. I can't help but see it.

“Mas I same Rania waiting in the car, do not be afraid too late” blue dressings batik motif I wear now, as well as Mas Amir and Rania. Last year's shirt was still good. We ordered a special subscription.

“but promise don't be long ya” my mad hugged my husband's arm spoiled this sight is yes Allah. I wife can't they understand my feelings. Walk in the direction of the door.

“iya promise, finished the event I immediately returned home” rubbed Andara's head then kissed her forehead.before finally Mas Amir got into the car. As I remember I never sulked if I wanted to be left behind. This woman is like a child, I hate to see her.

“It turns out like that woman of your dreams I just found out”opens the conversation a little upset after the car leaves the house.

“as I remember I have never been like that from the beginning we were married until now, because quite know myself” my smile is cynical.

“That's the difference between you and you, she's a spoiled woman very dependent on her husband, nearby I feel needed”

“even the shortcomings became perfect in your eyes, as crazy as love” was upset once I, but already knew that the talk about Youara I would lose.

“not to be discussed you and you have your own place in my heart, just accept him in your life then everything will go well” his eyes are straight staring at the road ahead. I turned my eyes to the windshield next to me, leaning my head against the seat. It is better to see rows of acacia trees on the side of the road, than to have to argue about honey, free.

This building is very spacious, neatly parked cars. I entered the building the sound of music was heard. Beautiful flower decoration neatly arranged. Starting from the entrance there is a stretch of red carpet extending into the connected security, where the two brides are greeting guests, occasionally a photo together.

Smile never separated from the face of the bride and groom, stepping closer to the guarantee. Rania was taken by Mas Amir we walked three, pausing because there was a photo session there. Waving hands to Olip, subhanallah,, beautiful, her makeup is very suitable, soft polish is very suitable with a white strip.

Decorated mopaminan dominated purple color favorite color of olip. He waved back, the photo session was over, rushing up to give his congratulations. Gifts with purple gift wrappers that I had prepared from the house I gave him did not forget we greet the bride and groom.

“welcome yes lip, may it last, sakinah mawaddah warahmah.” While hugging I whispered a line of prayer to him. We shed tears of joy

“my best friend is now not single anymore, will we still be able to chat?” I asked olip

“can, my husband is relaxed” take off my arms next to each other, it turns out her handsome husband is taller than the Amir mas. And I experienced the groom not forgetting to congratulate him.

“Congratulations yes lip, finally found a patch of liver” mas amir salami olip after greeting her husband.

“thank you guys for coming all the way, I'm glad” olip smiled, reflected happiness on his face.

“Hai Rania, so beautiful anyway, can aunt kiss?” olip lowered his head to hold Rania's cheek

“don't later our nepel” powder is broken, Rania's plain answer, making us can't help but laugh

“funny your son fir, his face is very amir you Just part of the skin color” Raniaku his face does look like his father only the color of his skin is pure white donation from me.

“may you guys be hastened to get momongan. Having a child is exciting lip feels have a living doll” I said enthusiastically

“amin...”olip and her husband concur.

“i go down first other guests want to greet you” mas amir voice while pointing behind us, look queue already a lot.

“oiya, enjoy the meal. Don't rush home I still want to chat a lot with you fir.” Olip like objection

“photo first dong”my page on olip

“oiya to forget” we posed following the direction of the photographer.

Down and down enjoying the dish, the sound of the mobile phone mas amir from earlier the sound. He's not paying attention. Sit in the chair provided after taking food complete with fruit ice. Every now and then I feed Rania, my son might be transparent because of the long journey.

“I lift it up for a while yes,” his permission to me as it passes after putting the plate on the empty seat next to him.I just nodded. While I continued to feed the ice fruit into Rania's mouth.

“fira, sorry to go home first. You are okay to be left behind, maybe you still want to meet olip” he said slowly and stammered somehow describing what his face was.

“later I go home what mas rose, can not wait a minute no longer unpleasant same olip” I consider I know only one person who can make mas amir like this. Can't he understand a little.

The phone in Mas Aamir's hand kept ringing. He passed from before me away to answer the call from my madam. There is a pain in the chest, can't he be fair just for this trivial thing. God.how can my husband behave like this to me.

My phone shook, and I immediately picked it up from the bag with my husband's name on it.

“sorry fira, mas go home first Andara cry to send mas home, you later go home by taxi online only once again sorry” that my husband's voice without guilt he left me with Rania here. Where is his conscience as a husband. Oh Allah.it hurts so much. I hold tears that come out.

Without saying I put my phone in this brown bag. Devastated my feelings, my husband did this to me. I continued to feed Rania. It is the sin of the servant that hates the husband of the servant who cannot be just...

“hai minah..” that loud voice I know her. Only one creature in the world calls me by my mother's name. I turned my head back to the real person I was waiting for, I really miss this thing. Missing as a friend

“abang...” unknowingly the sound came out of my lips my eyes were hot in a moment my tears spilled let me not care.

He approached sitting in the chair where the amir was. Spilled my tears shed my misses on her.

If not afraid of sin, I want to throw his arms out crying in his face, spilling my anger on Mas Amir and my longing for this handsome man in front of me.

Well he looks more handsome now. His body is more athletic. Grey shirts that are worn very fitting print the body ideally the skin is cleaner.

“you are still cengeng minah, do not change not shy your son” until you forget that there is Rania. Rania looked at me with a confused look, her gaze moved to Bang fatih.

Well. A man who has never appeared before me since I married my husband. Disappear like the earth.

“Abang is still alive apparently, healthy again. Wherever even my wedding day does not come while the wedding day olip brother comes it is not fair his name” I shed my anger, I look sharply the owner of sharp eyes in front of me this.

“time you marry Brother is busy, now not busy so he had come” old habits, always answered arbitrarily.

“what busy, up to my happy day brother did not come”

“ without brother even your marriage went well, you live happily have a cute child” Basic, I hit his shoulder slowly, but he grimaced as if he had been hit by a hard fist.

“Where is your husband, I did not see him” turned right and left looking for mas amir.

“dia went home first, there is a need ma,endadak he said” tried to cover the chaos of my household in front of him. I hope he believes. Sebersit wound still felt on the treatment of mas Amir today. It's so heartbreaking, but I don't want to show this guy in front of me.

“you rouse how” tanya probing

“taxi ride online lah,, the time now will be sophisticated” smile I forced.

“what busy, until the same child wife left”silent for a moment

“travel from here to your house 2 hours lho” sound heavy like holding back upset.

“not to think, fira met brother seneng really, brother koq his wife g brought” diverted the conversation that only added emotion.

“hhhh,, you insult ya” a cynical smile is pictured there

“mana anyone wants to be the same brother” he continued

“only stupid women who do not want to be the same brother” replied me., handsome, well established, well, moreover.

“Abang...olip kangen, thanks for coming yes,” olip small run towards us. Lifting a skirt made of batik that makes it difficult to walk.

“eh, koq here, his guest how” I said to the olip

“there are not many close relatives left, I have permission from my husband. He also met his friends.” Answer with hunting breath. The distance from the pelaminan to where I was sitting was a bit far.

“nih, gift for olip” bang fatih thrusting brown colored envelopes

“apa this, thanks ya bang, g need gift also g nothing, brother just come happy olip, g, itung-itung reunian small-time” his smile is still fluffy take the envelope from bang fatih while flipping through.

“g anything accept it, it's saving brother is indeed sngaja prepared for olip, hopefully like” there is a sincere tone caught there.

“can be opened” tanya olip

“can open only”

Instantly when his eyes widened, his tank reflexively closed his mouth. He looked at the fatih bang with a look of disbelief. What the hell is it, until the olip splashy so.

“this is really bang”tanyanya convincing

“general” bagng fatih reassuring

“ticket instead of honey to Turkey fir” olip show paper in hand towards me

“wah,, really turkish lip” I'm happy to hear it. Hugging olip.

There's a lot I don't know about the fatih bang, and I'm sure the olip knows it all. I'll ask her after her honeymoon. Ah, lucky olip. It's okay to be happy when my best friend is happy.

The car was walking, my eyes out the window. Rania in the back seat of the car bang fatih pajero sport the latest white output. Comfortable, that's how I feel. But not with my heart.

The pain is left alone, if there is no fanatical bang with what I came home. God, how to deal with my husband when he gets home. Can I yell at him, scold him, vent all the pain of his treatment on me. I swear by anything I'll still hate my selfless madam.

The price of my husband's car, half the price of a fatih bang. Not to compare, it's just that until now how bang fatih can be as successful as now.

“bang what fira miss” my question break the silence, I take my eyes off. Bang Fatih was still staring straight ahead.

“no” I know he's lying

“good car, luxury gift for olip. Moreover, the fira do not know” upholds a sitting position staring sharply at this clean-skinned man.

“abang is still like what it used to be” he replied softly, without looking at me.

“by fira tanya?”

“what's bugging the mind of fira, just ask” glance at me at a glance there is no smile.

“why did you cancel the engagement, aunt disappointed until now brother has not told the reason.”tales aunt rukayyah a month ago before getting into the car invitation mas Amir.

“ feels less suitable, than forced it is better not, for the good of” one thing I have not told you about this person. From the past until now in closed about his personal life. I can't possibly force. It's not my capacity to interfere in the personal affairs of the fatih bang.

Get off the car, I carried rania after being helped by a fatih bang. While he brought my things. We walked in front of me. Six o'clock in the afternoon just arrived home. After a long chat with olip. I know a lot of olip know about Amir mas and bang fatih he hid it from me I don't know. Stop for a moment at the mosque to pray.

I open the door was not locked. “in bang, sit down first I want to put Rania to sleep for a while. What do you want to drink?”Lent

“don't need brother still full” his gaze around the entire living room staring at my wedding photo displayed there.

I passed carrying rania in my arms and bag in my right hand.

Sepi, only the sound of TV entering the family room to the stairs to Rania's room.

“Asataghfirullah thing adzim” pekikkku hard, how do I not shout the scenery in front of my eyes, Allah.what are these two people doing in the family room.

Mas Amir turned towards me his eyes widened in shock, Andara quickly closed the upper body that was perfectly exposed. I even saw her breasts. Yeah, mas

Amir makes out with his wife, not just a lip kiss, but your breasts are his target. In-house family.

Pain, this heart can not be dammed anymore.rush home just to complete his orgasm.

And don't forget the pictures that are shown on TV. They are watching what they are watching. What demon possessed these two creatures. Many rooms but why the family room is an option.