The Beginning of a Famous Writer

The Beginning of a Famous Writer
Investigating Ronal Firmansyah



After a reply from the number claiming to be Ronal, I no longer reply to him. I was busy with my mind.


"How did Ronal know of my husband's affair? While Ronal lived in a different city to ours. Last I knew Ronal didn't live in his town either, but he moved to the capital to continue his education there, and after finishing his education he worked there." I'm inner myself.


It's hard to digest the reality I just discovered. Ronal and Cita are two people I know who don't know each other. And it's impossible that they'll know each other. I don't know my head hurts thinking about all this.


But I'm starting to be a little more open-minded. For knowing the man who sent me about the husband's affair. I hesitated again, and there was little trust in the husband. But very little.


I'm gonna find out. And investigate this yourself. Bathink.


Without me telling my husband about this. Our relationship is still cold.


Back I noticed my chat using an old phone with Ronal. In chat Ronal said he was in town X, meaning he has now returned to his city, no longer in the capital. I conclude so.


Between the city of Ronal and my city has a distance of approximately one hour. We are different cities, but still in the same province.


I turned my brain around to think of a strategy on how to know the truth he sent to my personal whatsapp.


At first glance I have an idea. Soon I reach for the old phone, and go to the playstore application, I wrote facebook, and immediately I installed it. In the process of disminting.


I intend to create a new Facebook account and send a friend request to Ronal. During the facebook process. I open my facebook and I click search, I intend to search for Ronal facebook account. I immediately typed Ronal Firmansyah. My Facebook friends with Ronal had a little trouble finding his account, finally after I researched each of them, I found Ronal Firmansyah account featuring his own profile photo, but his identity was locked. I can't see his identity at all, but I'm sure from the profile used that it was Ronal Firmansyah I meant. Not many posts in the timeline, I saw one of the posts animated facebooknya, until I read the comments, and I found one more reality, he is now settled in the city that is the city of X.


I saw an old phone. Facebook that I have successfully installed, I immediately register a new account, which does not describe my true identity. After my new account is done. I send friends to people who do not have friends with my real facebook, including to Ronal Firmansyah.


Now I wait for him to respond first, hopefully he will soon accept my friendship, lest he ignore. My prayer is silent.


Many people are accustomed to always post trips and activities the day. I wish that Ronal would be so that I could get a little bit of a gap on this matter.


"I still think. What was Ronal's motive for sending all that to me? Where did he get my whatsapp number? Ah, I immediately remembered, my whatsapp number was indeed plastered on the husband business plan in front of the house. If he gets my number from the sign, then he's been here? Because the husband never displayed the signpost on social media. To give whatsapp number to prospective buyers, husband sent it through inbox. So it's likely the only one Ronal got my whatsapp number from the sign. Or from someone who recognizes my whatsapp number and also recognizes Ronal. But who? It feels like I'm the only one who recognizes Ronal in this town." A lot of questions popped into my mind, I was getting dizzy thinking about it.


On the sidelines of me wandering with my mind, I saw my husband busy taking care of his fish. It seems he is busy today, because tomorrow he will send his fish to Singapore, as requested from there.


From a distance I saw my husband, so eager and sincere to work.


From her sincerity all this time made me doubt. Is it true that this is just a trap? I'm talking to myself. I honestly don't want to be separated from him.


"Dad! Is your sincerity and seriousness a mere mask so that your affair is unknown to me?" Various assumptions filled my mind.


Suddenly the call of the children to throw my daydream.


"Mother.." call Rey and Aihzan while running towards me.


"Yes son! What's up?" I replied while hugging the two of them.


"Bund, we want an afternoon walk. We haven't been on the road for a long time." Whine Rey.


I'm confused if the kids already collect this. If it has to do with the road must involve his father. I'm dilemma.


"Eh, we'd better just stay home. I'm busy, too." My reply while pointing towards his father who is again working to sort out the fish.


"Hmp. but I want to walk the way mother...all buy criuk chicken! Whine Rey again.


"Yes mother!" Aihzan whined too.


Those who are very fond of kentucky chicken and named the chicken with criuk chicken.


Their requests and whimpers made my heart tremble. Between the resisting and lazy kasian also walk with the husband.


Since I hadn't responded yet, Rey ran towards her father.


Aihzan also seemed to want to follow Rey, but because he was still a child and could not walk on the edge of the pool, he invited me to deliver to his father. He took my hand and cried, for I never left my original position.


I finally had no choice but to follow her to Rey and her husband.


"Yes yeah, I also want to walk, I want chicken criuk too." Say Aihzan with a whimper.


"Yes, we're on the road now! Wait for me to clean up first." Husband accepts child's invitation.


"Hore..the road." said Rey and Aihzan with excitement.


"Mother come too!" Pinta's husband.


"So, go all three." Answer me ketus.


"Kasian child bund, let's just go together." Refer to husband again.


The children just watched our conversation.


"Just like you. I've done a lot of work." My Kilah.


"Rey and Aihzan walk the same way father yes, mother a lot of work. Wanna?" Husband explained I can't go with the kids.


"Yes, it's okay." They agree.


The husband immediately finished his work, and walked with Rey and Aihzan in his arms, I followed behind.


After the son and father passed, I took back my old phone, I touched my blue app, and a lot of incoming notifications. Of course, I who had asked for a lot of friendship, of course from what I asked for friendship already someone received it.


I'll see the notification soon. A smile was engraved on my lips, looking at one of the notifications that read [Ronal Firmansyah received your friendship.]