SURVIVING BECAUSE OF STATUS

UNVEILING PART III

The car that took me slowly, I was still silent looking at the rows of trees lined up neatly on the side of the road. My mind floated far away somewhere.

Even the man I trusted the most was now beginning to lie. I can trust anyone easily .

But for the fatih bang, every time he did a lie there was an invisible movement that made me know that he was hiding something.

“Reno know Monica?” ask the man who is holding the steering wheel in front

“knew ma'am, he's director of finance. Trustees of GLOBAL GROUP”. I don't want to know what his position is in GLOBAL.

“what is monica?”ask again.

“bu..not bu” he answered nervously his voice vibrated.

“what you are hiding Mr. Reno” I deliberately gave you the nickname in front. I need an explanation from him. Not to bully him. It was just that the nervous tone raised suspicion.

“no bu, all that delivered sir fatih already it's reality” listen, he even called the same master bang fatih. He said I heard wrong

“this is the second time you call bang fatih by the name of sir. Reno, did I also mishear for the second time?” my many.

I really can't accept that this is a coordinated lie. Just look don't call my name Syafira if you can't unmask all of you.

The car stopped, I haven't told you where I'm going but he already knows where I'm going.

“just go home, don't wait for me, later your master gets angry” my answer has really can't hold this anger. I want to explode but I hold it. Men are still flinching. Not changed from his position. Standing on the right side of the car door watching me

“come home, I still have a lot of business after this, don't worry I'm fine” I repeat again my orders. convince him to leave. I feel uncomfortable waiting for men to wear this black shirt.

“tell your master I asked not to wait for”.

“i didn't call you to sir fatih bu, the global CEO who told me to take you to” he replied still with a downcast face. So persistent was he defending his superiors.

“whatever your master is, I don't care. Say also do not care too much about women who have married, not good.fear of arising slander” half yelling I replied. My anger cannot be contained anymore.This man is equally good at covering up lies.

Finally after a long debate, and a hard pull. Reno left me.

At 7pm to Kirana's house. I knock on the door and say hello again and again. The open door appeared a figure of kirana from inside.

“mau pick up Rania ki, sorry mbak did not enter because hustle” I said to kirana.

“but kirana has been picked up mas amir earlier, his face looks tangled. What's the matter exactly. He looks like a confused person asking mbak?” kirana said I don't care about her I just want Rania.

“if you do not mind entering first you can tell everything to kirana. Who knows I can help” he continued again.he pulled my hand inside and sat on the living room couch.

I told him everything that happened at the cafe to kirana, the woman listened to me carefully. I rubbed my shoulders gently. Just strengthening me. Until the confession about the woman. I didn't cry, because my tears seemed to have dried up for today.

It turns out that the betrayal of my husband still leaves a bad trail.

The pain came back against me, how to bear the shame. Seen a lot of pairs of eyes, accused of the actor. Complete is my suffering. I want to feel like I'm locked up not wanting to meet anyone.

What wisdom can I take for this shameful incident.

Go home by car online, after finishing all my complaints to the wife bang Raihan.

Actually I don't want to go home if I don't remember Rania. Wanted me to disappear for a moment from whatever I was dealing with. Hiding is just shaming away the shame I don't want to remember. Disappearing from people's view of the actor's stamp in me.

Everything is clear, who is the woman who told me the actor. But the judgment of the person who knew the incident at the cafe this afternoon could not be changed. Those who remember my face as a cheap woman destroy people's households.

I took the spare key in the bag, opened the door. Entering the door through the guest roar until the family room saw a sweeping view.

Rania sleeps on her father's lap in a sitting position. Masa Amir was sitting with his head leaning against the back seat like he was as asleep as Rania.

At 10pm, Rania fell asleep. Too bad my daughter, she didn't see me one day. A year's longing is like a year of not meeting.

I wanted to feel like I was rushing towards him hugging tightly and kissing him. But the hatred for the man who held Rania stopped me.

Suddenly his eyes opened. I was surprised, I slowly retreated. Mas Amir put Rania with a dofa plan. Walk closer to me.

Hugged me tightly as if we hadn't seen each other for months. I rebel, trying to let go of his embrace, not to let me in the embrace of the bearer of destruction in my life. Because of his betrayal my life is endless getting into trouble.

“let me mas..”my words are rough.

“mas looking for you with Rania, she called your name. I asked you not to give up looking for you. Look at him not sleeping in his room waiting for you to come home. Afraid that if you leave again he will not be able to meet your mother, he said. Stay here for me for rania for our family” she pleads while holding my hand tightly. I don't care about his ocehnya.

At first glance I saw him wiping the edge of his eyes. Ah, what a cry for this man. I was a fool.

My attention was only on Rania. How tormented my daughter is today, even she has to bear the pain of what she does not even know.

Stepping closer to her kissed her forehead softly. My tears are dripping not because of my way of life today, but because of imagining how confused Raniaku is looking for me today. Forgive mother son, this is the first and last time you wasted. After this whatever happens Mother will take you wherever we are. will not be separated again.

I wipe the tears that flowed profusely on the cheeks, easing the cries. And try to smile best in front of my daughter.

“hai, wakeup” I said as I admonished her cheeks gently. He just squirmed slowly rubbing his cheek

“sayang, mother of rumah” said, still with a soft tone. My hand moved to his forehead.

His eyes opened slowly. Blinking a couple of times took my cuddle after

“Mother do not go again, Rania does not want to lose mother” her crying voice exploded instantly. I couldn't hold back my tears for the umpteenth time today.I'm a mother, feel what Rania feels. The fear of losing the person he loves most is so great. This is the first time you've gone without telling my son.

I'm sorry for the thousands I muttered in my heart to my son. I don't want to fail being a mother, I will give my best to Rani.

My embrace is getting tighter, even with Rania

“see dear, how we still love you” that's the voice of the sorrow-sower man in my life. I was silent not responding. No appetite to argue with him.

“mom don't go anymore. Rania promised not to be naughty” said my son interrupted his sobs.

“no one will go again dear, we will stay together to keep Rania until Rania mature later” that is my husband's voice.he sits and hugs us together. I'm speechless.

For Rania's sake I let her do what she wants. Don't want Rania to know that her parents are not okay right now.

“you're from mana” said after I came out of the bathroom finished cleaning myself. The man sat on the side of the bed.

“there was someone who saved me from embarrassment when my husband didn't care, even he didn't feel that I was humiliated because of the way things are going.” I replied firmly I'm holding this anger from earlier, now is the time to vent it.

“I ran fetch car. After I came back you were gone. Your husband is unlikely to chase you by running and dragging you back into the cafe. It will only attract more people on the street. And you will be even more embarrassed. “ silent for a moment. The breath in. He pulled his hair strong. I don't know what he's got in mind right now.

“I searched you around like crazy, called all your friends. Praying in the mosque in the street I passed. Until I catch up with you, terminal. Then you want to escape the village, go home to your father. I'm calling your phone inactive. I do not mind the matter of this stomach. Your existence is more important than everything” he continued his gaze that was originally towards me. Instantly down. I looked at my husband secretly.

Come to think of it, in this case he is innocent. It's just kissing me in her past that makes me hate her.

“if you are angry with the same mas, just vent. You can curse, hit, kick, or even scratch even though your husband resigned as long as not to go, please. If you cannot accept it yet. Do this for Rania.” Her last words teased me, my heart throbbing pain at the sight of Rania's confused face looking for me. Resignedly

I'm still silent. The face of my husband's regret makes sympathy flow without being prevented. I quietly took the face to pray Isya.

He looked at me, until my prayers were over he was still looking at me and remained where he was without shifting a bit.

“mas, swear the woman. Mas don't know” he said again. trying to explain.

“iya, I know. The woman is ex-boyfriend bang fatih. It was explained all” said slowly.

“what?, you met fatih, and went with him until night, remember. You're still my wife. Know the law of women married street with men instead of muhrim it's a big sin” he said in a firm voice

“and the man who committed adultery consciously with other women is not muhrim it is also his sin is much greater Mr. Amir, if you forget” my answer is even more resolute. There is an uninvited pain that comes on suddenly when remembering my husband's affair

“and remember, the woman who insulted me earlier, it was also because your affair with Andara took part in it” my breath hunted there was anger to be uttered. He's still dumbfounded. How dare he speak sin before me. He had even forgotten about his own sin as if it were the most sacred being.

I lay. No gunany arguing.

“maaf” is just that spoken. I don't care today I'm tired of wanting to sleep soundly without interruption.

I don't think about this guy's hatred for the fatih bang. I'll think about how to dismantle those liars.

no company driver is treated like a boss. As stupid as anyone can certainly read the way the waiter respects the fatih bang.

note: sorry yesterday did not have time to update because of his editing for a long time. Instead today update 2 chapters. may be pleased.

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