The Love of the Former

DCSM chapter 60

I walked back and forth in the room. My husband left for work half an hour ago. I was confused and made a decision. I got Pri's cell phone number.

Last night, the Imam gave it to me. I want to solve all the mistakes and problems caused by the past. I hope everything will be okay after this. I was confused how to start it.

Huufts

I took a heavy breath, several times I pressed the number but undo it again.

"When Pri gets angry what? if he doesn't want to forgive me, too, what should I do?" I'm messing up my hair. I'm upset, why am I this shy.

Back I picked up the phone and how surprised I was when I realized the call had been connected somehow since when.

"Hallo."

"Hallo, mom. In. it's me."

"I know your number hasn't been changed. I didn't keep it but still memorize it."

Eh should I be happy? no no no, why my brain is so erring again like this. I shook my head slowly, throwing away thoughts I never should have thought of.

"Why silence? what do you want to talk about?"

Her voice was still that soft, I closed my eyes. Lie if I don't miss his attention, lie if I don't miss everything about him. 17 years is not a short time to be able to close all memories.

"I want to apologize, ma'am. Sorry, because I've made mas sick."

"It's over, forget it!! I've taken everything, including you. Be happy Ar, you have to be happy with what you choose. Be sure and show me if you're really happy."

"Don't think of me, I'm a man. My people see no time limit, no old virgin for us. Before the age of 30 all can still be handled. For now I haven't thought of her."

"Didn't you ever promise not to do it again? why deny."

"I promised my girlfriend. When he left, I promised to go with him."

"Don't think of anything else. Focus on your happiness. How's she? did he treat you well?"

"Yes, Valdi is very good. He's never angry, not even yelling."

Right, Valdi never snapped at me in the slightest, if I was wrong he would just justify without scolding me.

"Good, I'm glad to hear it."

I don't know what expression is displayed there. But Pri's voice never changed, still soft as before. Until the call ended ten minutes ago, I realized that I had forgotten the original purpose of calling him. Not everyone forgets, because I have said sorry, only the curse is still forgotten.

"Aish, you stupid Arsita!!" I growled at myself. You can forget the most important part.

"Do you have to call him again? ah no no, I can bother him if I do it again. Wait another time I call her, hopefully things are under control."

I kept the phone on the table, a little relieved that Pri was not angry like the last time we spoke. At least we can still be friends.

While listening to music, I cleaned the contract. Living independently in another city makes me have to be good at dividing time. Working hours are never the same make me and my husband rarely together during the day. At twelve o'clock, Valdi will be home. It was only then that we met for 2 hours before my time to leave for work.