
Year passed.
I've made peace with my past especially with my heart. I even told my husband about them. I chose to be honest, however I had hidden everything for too long.
Beyond a doubt, Valdi said he knew. Not as detailed as I said. He only knew that in my heart there was still someone else even though this body was with him.
It felt relieved after explaining everything including the root of the problem that limited us at that time. Luckily, my husband was able to understand and understand my position and how I struggled to let go of the feeling. Seventeen years is not a short time for me and Pri to bind each other's hearts.
"Forget over!! just make memories and don't hate anyone."
I hugged my husband, so lucky I got him. He's kind, though sometimes rude and stubborn.
There was only one thing that still bothered my mind at the moment. Get pregnant!!
Until our wedding year I was not pregnant either.
My husband never sued. He always said, Patience may be an opportunity for us to date. I just nodded, but not with my mind wandering far away. Reminds me of Mas Pri's words that night.
"Don't think about it, it can still go on and on."
"If we see a doctor how?"
"Later, we'll find a good day off. We just checked together. But not this week, you know for yourself that the store is crowded. Leave will not be allowed."
"Sleep, it's almost morning."
My birthplace is still full of mystique. I was just trying to convince myself that what Mas Pri said first was just a joke.
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"He's not married until now. She's just changing girlfriends, I don't know how many times she's been dating."
I went back to find out about her. I want to apologize even though it's not just my fault.
"What's up, Ar. Tumben you asked about him again?"
That morning I called the Imam. Only he can help me. All this time I never told anything especially about the words and words said Mas Pri that night. I tried to bury him in the memories. Who would have thought it would backfire in my mind.
"Nothing, I just want to fix silahturahmi. It is time to make peace with time. It's time to forgive each other and let go of everything. To this day, it feels like something is stuck. The last time I spoke ended with a debate."
"I agree with that. But, does he want to? I doubt that, Ar. It's not that I don't want you to make peace with your past. But considering how broken he was that made me hesitate a little. But still, I support whatever is best for you."
"He's ruined?"
"More than you know, Ar. Pri even ruined himself. Being a drinker and sorry to play girls. Far from the Pri I've known all along. He even refused anyone's advice. Choose to fight with mbak Dewi, because she considers her brother to be the root of your problem."
I was stunned, the Imam's story made my own heart ache. In the past, Mas Pri never fought anything that his sister did. He will be silent and according to whatever he says. Little did he not believe what the Imam said, but I was sure he would not lie to me either.
I take a deep breath. Hearing the Imam's story the more steady I was determined to improve our relationship. At least, I got an apology from him. Let's just say it was my attempt after the doctor said that my husband and I were fine.