The Beginning of a Famous Writer

Fire Sparks of Infidelity

"What's mama talking about, Bund?" He asked again and approached me.

But again I am getting away. I really do not want to be touched by his hand that has been in contact with other women.

"Don't come near. Shut up there! Or get out of this room. Even better get out of my house!" I said in flames, pointing to the door of the room.

My husband looks so shocked by my words. He was riled up with his hair. And sit on the side of the bed.

"Please give me an excuse with your attitude changing like this! Until I can make a decision." Said the husband still with his calm innate.

But it doesn't affect my heart. I still hate him, even more.

"There's no way I'm giving an explanation to someone who's made a mistake." I went to the wardrobe and took out all her clothes.

I threw the rough clothes that had folded neatly in the closet.

My husband looked very surprised and confused to see my behavior.

The husband stood up from his seat, not caring about his clothes that had been scattered. He approached and got closer to me.

"No one is approaching! Just take one step." Speech ceased.

I thought for a moment about what could be a threat so that the husband does not come closer. I didn't give him the least chance to touch me. Inadvertently my eyes clashed to a small drawer in the closet. Instantly I remembered inside there was a small scissor.

I quickly opened the drawer. And take out the scissors immediately aimed at my wrist.

"Step again. This scissor will turn red." My threat.

My husband looks doubtful. He paused for a moment. And back off. Sit back on the side of the bed.

"Mother. It's like I don't know my mom anymore. As long as we're married this is our first fight. Without me knowing why. If we used to lack a lot in finance. But nothing like this ever happened. Why is it that after all our prayer prayers are granted that our mother God becomes like this? If money is the reason. If father can choose. I'd rather choose our old lives." He said without looking at me. He remained glued to look in front of him.

I immediately thought back to my happiness all this time. I was crying so it happened. Given our difficult times during this time, but still shrouded in happiness. But all has been erased. Those memories can no longer make me smile. There was only the image of the photo dominating the overwhelming hatred.

We no longer talk to each other. I was busy with my thoughts. So does the husband, silent. At the corner of his eyes I saw the clear grains falling in turns.

"Give me an excuse like this bund!" Husband is back in voice. But he was still on the side of the bed. Still without looking at me.

"good. If that's what you want. But promise. Thereafter. You leave this house, please have fun with it!" I said while tinkering with the phone looking for messages sent by unknown numbers earlier in my green application.

"Now you give an explanation for the photo!" Snapped at me, throwing a cell phone on the bed at him.

I threw the posel position behind my husband. The phone is right behind it. He turned around and grabbed the phone. Grasping it, lifting it up, and looking carefully at all the photos on my phone screen.

No word of words. There was only a long breath. And he roughly wiped his face. Next, throw the phone back in its original direction.

He mute. Doesn't explain what. But I catch him now like he's so agitated. Panicking too. And also looks very upset. Many times he rubbed his face. But still with silent mode a thousand languages.

I'm the one who's been emotionally stirred.

"Why? Can't explain, can you? For that please just leave here. Take care of your lady out there!" I said I was going out of the room. Just got hold of the door. Husband's phone rings.

Ting ting, ting ting, the ringing of the phone just kept ringing.

There was no appearance of someone calling. Means only whatsap message notification.

I immediately grabbed his phone lying on the nightstand. Don't send whatsapp messages from the same number. I suddenly thought so.

I'll unlock it immediately. We who trust each other know the key of each cell phone. Locking it up is only an excuse so that children can not play the phone as they please.

I'm heading straight for the green app, sure enough. Tubes incoming messages. From a number without a name.

[Thank you for that!]

[Later after Indri sleeps, we call!]

[I still miss you know?]

[Your actions made me very happy.]

[I feel like I'm going to feel a situation and a feeling like thirteen years ago.]

[Your ex always misses you, Cita Rahayu.]

My message read with tears.

While the husband just remained silent in his original position.

"Owh so he's Cita Rahayu?" I who just found out the person, drawn earlier not so clearly showing the face of the woman's photo.

Husband still silent.

I sat on the floor. Lamenting the fate that befell my household. The husband I've been keeping with loyalty. Tega was traitoring behind my back.

Seeing me hysterical. Husband moves to reach his cell phone. Momentary reading. And after that he grasped tightly the phone as if to vent his emotions.

"Bun. It's not what you thought." Husband pulled out his powerful weapon.

Like in a movie. Any guilty person will present a defense "this is not as expected. It's not what I thought. It's just a misunderstanding." I don't know if I don't care about any of this. My heart is broken by this incident.

"The traitor's base." My tail is rough. But still with a raucous voice because of the cry.

"Mother, there's no way I'm doing this bund. Father who loves mother so much. I can't let you down." He went back to defending himself.

But his words were no longer able to heal this wound.

No hypocrite. I really love him too. But can not accept the fact to share a husband with others.

Shadow of the past. Which we experienced dancing in my mind. How happy that time was.

"Mother should listen to father's explanation first. We're framed bund." My husband convinced me.

"Only a foolish woman believed what you said just now. After all the evidence is spoken, do you consider this a trap?" I slammed the phone back at him.

"Mother should listen to father's explanation first! It's up to you to believe it or not." For the first time my husband yelled at me.

I was startled by her snapping and increasingly convinced that my husband had changed since the woman's presence.

"Your staff betrayed me, and now you can yell at me? I'm really sure you're no longer loyal." My reply.

"It's up to you to see how your mother's assessment of me is. All you have to know is that it's not like you thought. Until now I still hold loyalty for you. Now tomorrow and forever." After saying that, the husband passed out and slammed the door.

Now I live alone. Lamenting fate. Emotions are really drained out today. I lay down my body on the bed until I fell asleep covered with sadness and tired of heart and mind that was so whacky.