The Pain of being Betrayed

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At exactly one o'clock in the afternoon, I decided to go home with my mother-in-law.

"Well, we go home first, yeah,"

"Then I go home, will it be late in the afternoon."

"Alif has gone home from school Mah, after all if you wait for the afternoon afraid of his Aisyah sleeping on the motorbike,"

"Well, be careful on the road."

"Yes, Mah. Ayis salim used to be the same Oma, gih." said I who was answered nodding by Aisyah and ran towards my mother-in-law for salim.

"Oma, I'll go home first yes, later here again" said Aisyah while kissing the back of my mother-in-law's hand.

"Later if you come here with papa yes, say the same papa said Oma can not play HP again, okay."

"Okay Oma, I'll say the same papa."

"Oh yes, this is a snack for Ayis, later for brother ya." said my mother-in-law while thrusting a bill of twenty thousand.

"Thank you, Oma. I love Oma." replied Aisyah girang get pocket money and scattered into the arms of my mother-in-law.

"Yes, Mah. We go home first, Assalamualaikum."

"Walaikumsalam, be careful with the motor." said my mother-in-law, whom I answered with a nod.

I drove the bike straight to Alif's school. When he got there, Alif was waiting at the gate of his school.

"It's been a long time to pick her up, Mah." said Alif when I got to her.

"And coming home at one o'clock, it's also just one o'clock."

"When I got home again, Ustadz had a meeting."

"Owh, I'm sorry Mama didn't know. There is no information also from the Ustadz." I said while passing the motor butut belongs to us.

Half an hour later we reached home, as usual Alif immediately ate as well as Aisyah.

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About the incident last afternoon the problem of 'Pelakor' which I WA, I did not talk to Angga mas. Let it be my and the woman's business.

No matter later he will complain to Angga mas in his online game chat room, about his whatsapp number I have blocked on the mobile phone mas Angga.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Mas Angga when entering the house.

"Walaikumsalam" I answered while kissing the back of his hand.

As usual, I didn't talk much with Angga, because I felt more comfortable like this than many questions blah, blah and blah, which eventually made him uncomfortable.

I went straight into the kitchen to make coffee. It did not take long for me to make it, and take you to the living room near the Angga sitting.

I put it on the table, and went back to go to the place where the children were busy watching, but Angga stopped my steps.

"Honey, where are you going?"

"Nemenin' the kids watching."

"Here you go, you know me."

"Well?"

"Nothing, this is kitchen shopping money" said mas Angga while pouring some pieces of fifty thousand denominations.

"Tumben" my inner.

"Alhamdulillah, I got the way money" said Mas Angga again, as if to understand what I think right.

"Buy also needs for you, baby, I see your powder is already exhausted." continued Mas Angga again.

Well, it's true that the skincare that I used to wear is over. But I never asked again the same Angga mas.

"Okay, thank you" I replied briefly while keeping the money in my pocket.

I immediately went from there to the family room where the children were watching.

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As time went by, this did not feel like half a year had passed since the incident that made my heart break at that time.

And Alhamdulillah, thanks to patience and to my acceptance of all that, now bears sweet fruit.

Mas Angga really proved his speech not to repeat his bad deeds again.

Landlocked mas Angga began to reduce the activity in his cellphone, which is usually when he returned home from work that was seen to sleep late at night even until the morning before, like mojok in the corner of the room.

There is no time for me or the kids.

But now, thank God, me and the kids are his priority right now. I have returned to being a prayer priest for me and my children. It has taken time to play with children, magrib run out always teach children to teach.

The point is that the Angga I used to know is back again. Mas Angga who is loving, understanding, attentive and fun when invited to chat.

When playing games, never sitting in the corner again, always lying near me so I can see also what is playing.

I am very and very grateful at this time, God has heard my prayers all this time, because I believe and believe only God is able to turn a person's heart back.

For now, thank God many times I said in the depths of my heart, because of the happiness that I had hoped I would get back.

Thank God in the love of my righteous and sholeh children, children who are smart and nothing less that adds to my happiness today.

Thank God also in terms of the always smooth rezki, I just ask the Creator to be easy to rezki my small family like flowing water, no need to rush the important keep flowing, no need to keep flowing, we should be thankful for the blessings given by God.

"Assalamu'alaikum" said Mas Angga when entering the house.

"Walaikumsalam, kok tumben fast home Mas" said I while kissing the back of Mas Angga's hand.

"Where are there jobs in the office, which kids do you love?" ask Angga while wailing in search of the whereabouts of children.

"It's usually Mas, on a nap."

"Owh, it's already later if the kids are up. Get ready immediately." said mas Angga make me tangent.

"Who are you ready for, Mas?"

"Later in the afternoon we went out to play in the park, I happened to get money on the way."

"Well, Alhamdulillah yes. Hopefully your sustenance will be smoother, Mas."

"Aamiin, this is all thanks to your prayers. Don't forget to always pray for me."

"InshaAllah, I will always pray for you in every prayer, so that you are always given health and in the smooth of his sustenance, and most of all always love me and the kids."

"Thank you dear, have been the best wife for me so far, have been patient with my attitude that always hurts your heart, thank you for being the best mother for children." said Mas Angga while pulling me into his arms, and kissing the top of my head.

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In the afternoon we were all ready, and headed straight to the city park where the children played. It didn't take long for us to reach the park.

The children immediately sprang to run to the game rides in the park.mas Angga accompanied them to play.

I just watched from a distance, the funny behavior of the father and his children. Well it looks so sweet.

"God, always give happiness in my household, far from the problems that will aggravate the condition of my household, I will not ask for much, just enough happiness".

Hopefully in the future this happiness will always be created, until death separates us.

Visual bonus for brother Alif and Aisyah well

Greetings from brother Alif and adek Aisyah🤗😘

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Assalamu'alaikum

Greetings from me Riza Afriani to his faithful readers 'SAKITNYA IN KHIANATI' wherever you are, may always be given health and protected by Allah SWT.

Thankfully, I was finally able to finish this 'SAKITNYA DI KHIANATI' story. And thank you I say to all my friends who have faithfully followed this storyline to the end, and thank you also for the support you give to me🙏😇😘

There are several things that can be taken from this story.

Get to know first the nature and character of our partner before moving on to a more serious level.

also recognize the character of all our partner's families, so that one day we can respond if we have to stay one roof with in-laws. But it would be nice if married to live apart.

3.Do not rush into making decisions when facing problems.

because honestly, I actually personally when faced with a strange problem, want to give up and separate, but after thinking about it again will be a lot of the impact that arises, right, be it to children or parents.

4.Never involve parents in our household problems. As long as you can finish both, finish it! why do I say that because if we again have problems with the husband, continue to tell all the ugliness of our husband, automatically our parents will think badly about our husband, he said, the fall of the image of the husband will always be ugly in their eyes. Even if we make up again.

5.Why do I still want to accept sincerely, because the mistakes he did not have too fatal just through online alone never met, other things the affair in person has even reached adultery, has even reached adultery, maybe I'll personally back off, won't apologize again.

No woman wants her husband to share love, even if only online.

So for friends all hopefully in far right from the name 'Infidelity' both 'Pelakor' and 'Pebinor'.

May our friends and all of us always be in the protection of God. Aamiin allahumma Aamiin🤲🙏