The Pain of being Betrayed

The pain was betrayed

In the afternoon Mas Angga came home with a very, very happy face.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Mas Angga when entering the house with a bag that has a picture of his cellphone.

"Walaikumsalam." I replied.

I was silent without much question, even the children who were excited to see the bag that was carried by Mas Angga.

"Papa buy hp balu" said Alif while removing the contents of the bag containing an empty cellphone box.

Alif was busy composing the contents of the box hp, while Mas Angga did not say just sitting in the living room, with his eyes and fingers focused on hp.

Because there was no intention from Mas Angga to tell a story, I finally asked.

"Say I don't want to buy hp, what is this?"

"You know how else baby, there's a friend of mine who nawarin hp, yes I've bought."

I breathed heavily before continuing my next speech.

"Ah it's up to you, my dear. I don't understand your way of mind. If you know you want to buy hp maybe yesterday I didn't buy her hp, love the money."

There is no reason, I see Mas Angga turned his focus to the phone in his hands.

"Mas, I'm talking to you. Please respect the people who talk to you."

"Yes, I hear it, baby."

"Ah already, continue this way if it is with hp. For a long time I was tired of you." said Ku and passed away Mas Angga.

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Ever since that time, I've accepted everything. I'm sincere, anyway who will pay the debt of the Bank later also he.

All is still running normally, although Mas Angga is busy with his phone playing online games that I do not understand how to play. There's not the slightest bit I'm suspicious of her.

From work home sitting in the living room just to play online games, take a break if you want to take a shower, run out of it in further play his online games until two or three o'clock in the morning.

"Well, what time is it, huh..? already Mas play the game continues, later can new diseases know taste." said Ku when I woke up to go to the bathroom.

"Yes, wait a little longer." answered with eyes still focused on the screen.

"When soon? it's three in the morning!"

"Yes, hang on again."

Again I just let out a rough sigh, I'm like this is not for Me, not for My sake. But for his good too, I just don't want him to be sick because of lack of rest and like to stay up until dawn.

I continued walking towards the bathroom, grumbling. When I returned to the room I saw Mas Angga was lying on a mattress, with his cellphone placed next to him.

I also went back to sleep.

*******

The morning when he woke up that was checked and seen his cellphone, and continued playing his online game.

"Mas, sit down again, the coffee is ready. It's late to work."

"Yes, baby."

"Mas, please listen to me if I say, I never forbid you to play games, but please remember the time and also free time for Me and also for the children."

"This I've noticed since you have forgotten the time, like to stay up until morning, no time for me and also the children."

"What is so important about your phone and your game that you forget about us?" said I stirred.

I don't know, I don't know how many times it's been a fuss hp problem.

Again, there is no answer from Angga. This is what sometimes makes me upset because every word I say when it has been discussed this kind of thing, never responded by Angga mas.

Because there was still no response, I also died to do homework.

Before long I saw Mas Angga heading to the bathroom to wash his face and brush his teeth. And get ready to go to work.

*******

Days change weeks, weeks change months, and months change years.

But still misunderstandings because hp still often occur, but this time another thing.

Somehow my heart is not calm, I wonder what is really in his HP, so it is so comfortable playing the game all day.

When I woke up in the middle of the night, I saw that Angga was already soundly asleep. I ventured to check the phone.

The first time I checked the green application, well whatsapp application, I clicked and it turns out nothing suspicious.

Back I clicked the online game application that is often played, which makes him forget time. When you have entered into his Account, I check one by one which is certainly the origin of press it, because honestly when seeing this game makes me dizzy myself.

And it turns out in this game there is a chat room, because I was curious to click. And what is this!! story chat with other women.

Oh my God, my heart immediately boils reading chat after chat that is there, joking and throwing seduction for seduction.

"Mother dad, great shit"

"Your smile fascinates me."

"Wooy!! don't disturb the cave mother, mother only belongs to the cave, understand you!!"

And there are many more contents chat'an mas Angga that makes this heart hurt to read it.

My heart can not accept this, directly Ku screenshot and send to Whatsapp Ku for evidence later. Once satisfied I quit the game.

I put his cellphone back, and immediately opened my phone. I sent everything I screenshotted earlier to whatsapp.

The tears that I could not bear anymore, were already flowing with a rush.

"It turns out this is what makes you forget time, until there is no time for us. Tega you Mas!! I am tired every day at home, I take care of eating and drinking you, I am twenty-four hours in this house. But even other people who can compliment her, other women that you seduce, other women that you gombalin. What's less I'm causing in this house, huh!! until you can hurt my feelings like this. If you are tired of me saying!! do not be like this." wrote Me tearfully, letting out my disappointment and heartache. And I sent it straight to whatsapp.

It turns out, it is painful to be betrayed by people we have always believed, people we have loved and loved wholeheartedly and soul, let alone that person has the status of a 'Suami'