Surviving in Marriage

LOVE ANOTHER WOMAN

"So, what's your plan, baby??" Sindy asked Raihan, her lover.

At that time they were in a restaurant not far from the office where Raihan worked.

Sindy who is still a student at one of the top universities in the city has long been dating Raihan. Although they are 5 years old, Raihan loves Sindy.

"My plans? My plan is.. To make her suffer and regret for being married to me" Raihan replied with a cynical smile.

"Wow.. Poor poor lady that's.." Sindy said with a mocking smile.

"But, you didn't touch her, did you, honey? You didn't sleep with her, did you??" Sindy looked suspiciously.

"What did you say ? Don't touch and sleep with him, just look at him I don't taste.." Raihan said by putting on a face full of pangs against Arsyila.

"Thank God.. But, I'm still curious. What exactly makes you want her to suffer?" Tanya Sindy was curious because indeed since the beginning Raihan had not told everything to Sindy.

"There's a beautiful time I'll tell you everything my dear.. Never mind, don't talk about that village woman again. Just make my appetite disappear"

"After that, though I'm still very, very curious.." Said Sindy while drinking her orange juice. Raihan did not respond to his lover's remark, he was seen directly eating his ordered food so greedily.

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That morning at home her father-in-law Arsyila seemed to be cleaning in a very spacious central room.

Raihan is a rich kid. His father has many companies outside the city so he always travels. On the second day of Arsyila's wedding, Raihan's father is no longer at home. Umi Lika said, Raihan's father has a sudden need to take care of his company outside the city.

"Loh, Miss Arsyila why are you doing this Miss? Aduhh. nantik I scolded Young Master.. " Bik Ani said when he saw Arsyila who was holding a bell about to clean the TV table. Bik Ani is a maid who has long served in the Raihan family home.

"It's okay, Bik, I at home used to clean. So, here I am confused also if I do nothing" said Arsyila while smiling sweetly.

"Yes, But if you know Miss is doing this, Entar Bik Ani who was scolded."

"Yes, if there was Bang Raihan I wouldn't do this Bik. This Bang Raihan's mumpung is not at home." Reply Arsyila again.

"Miss Arsyila besides beautiful, sholeha, diligent again.lucky Young Master married Madam.." Praise Bik Ani for Arsyila.

Arsyila only smiled faintly in response to Bik Ani's remark. A statement that is completely untrue. Never mind feeling lucky, considered to be Arsyila's only wife never been.

Later that night, Arsyila waited for her husband to return in her room. The clock has shown at 11 p.m. But, there is no sign of Raihan's return. Arsyila felt strange, almost every day Raihan always came home late at night. So much work in the office that he always overtime? Or did he deliberately come home late so as not to meet with himself at home?.

Arsyila could only guess in her heart. I want Arsyila to speak from heart to heart with Raihan. But, there was no chance that Raihan gave to Arsyila to express his wishes. Arshila felt not like a wife, She felt like a display, which her husband did not consider and cared about.

Moments later, Arsyila's door opened. Raihan appeared from behind the door on the phone with someone. Looks so familiar and impressed very friendly with his interlocutor. Asryila heard clearly all of Raihan's talk with someone she could be sure was a woman.

"Bang Raihan, if only Arsyila knew.. Whose phone brother is it?" Ask Arsyila carefully after Raihan finishes the call.

"What's your business?" Raihan asked as he clucked his waist and glared at Arsyila who immediately looked down at Raihan.

"I'm sorry...If I had been presumptuous to ask" said Arsyila while raising her head for a while to look at Raihan who was still standing with an angry look at him.

"But, it's okay if you really want Tau. Here I tell you." Raihan said while coding Arsyila to get closer to him.

Arsyila walked up to Raihan with a worried feeling, until she finally stood right in front of Raihan.

"You really want to know who I'm calling you??" Raihan asked half a whisper in Arsyila's ear. Arsyila who was still lowered was only able to nod her head. He could feel how Raihan's breath touched his ear which made Arsyila feel cold hot.

"The person who calls me is... The woman I love so much, OKAY?" Said Raihan who immediately raised his voice right in the ear of Arsyila. Just contact makes Arsyila directly away from the source of Raihan's voice.

"Name Sindy. My girlfriend.. Wh why? Shocked?" Raihan asked because he found that Arsyila's face immediately changed.

"How... how.... bang Raihan can love another woman even though she is married??" Ask Arsyila innocently.

"What?? Huhaha.." Raihan laughed out loud with Arsyila's innocence.

"You're the stupidest woman I've ever known. You think I've become fond of you for marrying you?"

"Cihhh.. I'm not interested in a woman like you. In terms of appearance, you are far from sindy, especially when viewed in terms of face.." Said Raihan with a cynical look at Arsyila.

"I'm not. That's not what it means. Just...why did Bang Raihan marry me if there was already another woman that Raihan loves?" Arsyila asked with eyes that started to glaze over.

"Why isn't that the only woman Bang Raihan married?" Arsyila continued again with a voice that began to tremble.

Raihan laughed again. Now it was stronger to break the silence that night.

"That's none of your business" Raihan replied after stopping laughing at Arsyila.

"But, um,.."

"Stop.. There's no buts.." Cut Raihan while pointing his index finger in front of Arsyila's face. Which made Arsyila take a few steps back.

"If you can't stand my treatment. You can back off and get out of here" Raihan said.

"But, it seems like I see your defense is tough as well huh. The proof until this moment you are still silent. Haven't told anyone about any of this. Aye right?"

Arsyila just nodded her head.

"okay.. Let's just look at nantik. until where you can survive.." Raihan said after that into the bathroom leaving Arsyila who was sitting limp on his bed..

Seriate..