The Beginning of a Famous Writer

Booster Mood: Silverqueen

I immediately touched the name of Ronal Firmansyah, after which immediately displayed the profile, my eyes wide, more posts than I saw through my real facebook.

"Why can this be so much? An hour ago I checked, the post was not much." My inner. Because I was curious to reach my phone, and search Facebook Ronal Firmasyah in the search menu through my real facebook account.

Back my eyes widened. The post is still as I saw an hour ago.

I got another phone back. I held it in front of the vision. I shook my head while smiling cynically.

"The posts are arranged only friends can see. It's great! Looks like my investigation is exact. Something must be hidden."

I put my phone on the nightstand, because I am now in my room and sitting on the side of the bed in front of the dresser.

I re-examined the old phone, now I'm more interested in diving into my new facebook account. More precisely looking for information through Facebook Ronal Firmansyah. I have not paid close attention to his post, but I am more interested in knowing his friendship, whether he is friends with Cita Rahayu.

As soon as I see his friendship, I click the search menu for his friend, and immediately I type the name Cita Rahayu. Not long to display a facebook account that uses the name Cita.

[Cita Diana, Cita Rozalia, Cita Kurnia, Cita Ayu Dewi, so many names that use the name Cita, but the name is different. But my eyes glared, because it caught the writing Cita Rahayu.]

So they're friends on Facebook? Mumbles.

To finish my curiosity I immediately saw Ronal's post and then intend to see Cita's post. I'm more interested in Ronal's post first.

I look from top to bottom, I explore to comment comments people comment on the posts I read. But how many posts I have peeled. My eyes glared back to see a post, but not the original post, but he marked someone, I was more surprised not kepalang, who marked it was Cita Rahayu and the post was a photo of the two of them at a cafe.

I was shocked amazing. I have a hard time digesting and accepting this, how can Cita and Ronal know each other?

Ronal was my ex, we were in a relationship for quite a while, but the relationship ran aground midway through, as Ronal decided to continue his education in the Capital and cut ties with me. Since then we no longer communicate, I deleted his number from my phone. I blocked my facebook that was friends with him at the time, and I created a new facebook, without asking him to be friends. For sure we broke up our relationship and communication thirteen years ago.

Complicated I digest. I really didn't think they knew each other. What makes them know each other? Though I knew Ronal long before I knew the husband and the Cita of this ex-husband. I don't know. What other reality will I accept?

Is this really their trap? Or those who light the fire of infidelity so that the husband is entangled in his old love. I'm really confused. I took a long breath. I threw it rough.

If they trap? Wh-wh-what for? Isn't Ronal the one who broke off with me? So what does he trap? It should be me who feels hurt, decided without any problems, just by reason of the reason he will move. If he wants a long distance relationship, then. Even though during the relationship we have LDR, because different cities. But that's how he left me at the time.

As I dissolve in thought of solving this puzzle. I heard the husband motor. Signs they're home from the road. I'm ending this investigation. I'll save the old phone soon. But this time I hid it so that the husband had no chance to make fun of him. To keep my investigation safe.

"Mother! We're home." Rey and Aihzan said as they ran towards me. In both of his hands he saw them clutching silverqueen. Arriving near me, they scattered and handed each of the silverqueen in his hands.

"This is for mom!" Rey and Aihzan said at the same time, while sticking silverqueen towards me.

"Well, is this for mom? Thanks, baby!" I said, accepting their gift, and I hugged her.

Chocolate is one of my favorites. "wah pretty nih, make a mood booster later accompany looking for information Ronal." My mind while smiling.

When turning over to the outside of the room, in the doorway was seen the husband standing with a large bag with a smile, looks very sweet. It was definitely their path when the way out earlier.

My husband is like that, since it has been successful in his business, if the shopping is left alone, he will buy food with a large amount and follow all the requests of children.

We enjoyed our meal that afternoon.

***

When the husband finished preparing his fish package to be sent tomorrow morning, he fell asleep with incredible sleepiness.

Seeing the husband and child who had snored fine, I immediately took a cell phone to find out about Ronal.

While leaning on the headboard, enjoying the silverqueen given by the child, I played fingers scrolling Ronal's facebook account.

I went back to the post, it turns out that many of Cita's posts tagged Ronal, which featured photos of them. I read the comments of one of the posts marked Cita. Something caught my attention.

[It's not perfect yet, if the photo has not been guaranteed!] That's one of the comments I read.

Without a word, Ronal simply replied to the comment with a laughing emoticon.

[Don't think over time, bro, ntar was grabbed by people. Remember age!] A person was back to comment while affixing the emotional ketewa nyengir.

No longer seen Ronal replying.

I re-delivered the comment. Don't don't don't Ronal not get married too? And why do their posts look like they often have meetings? If they meet often and eat together. Why does Cita still bother my husband? Really confused.

Suddenly I remembered to reply to a message Ronal sent a picture of her husband with Cita through my personal whatsapp.

[Sorry who is this?] My reply was just to want to know what his confession was.

Ronal was seen online, for a moment he was typing to reply and not how long the reply appeared.

[Ronal, Ndri how are you? You are patient!] Ronal Reply.

I also write the words for the reply.

[Oh You. I'm good news. But where did you get that photo? Why do you know it was my husband? Hasn't we ever met since the breakup or just communicated? How do you know about my husband??]

It appears that my message has already ticked two in blue. But he never saw her typing to reply.

I waited a few minutes, but remained silent. Even Ronal is not seen online anymore.