
Nathan clasped his phone with a mixed feeling erratically, his eyes reddened, as well as his face.
His chest that has been crowded so many times by the wife now feels almost exploded, he said,
Yep...
Alright.
He may be nobody in the eyes of his wife's family, but isn't the decision they made together?
Imagery...
The woman, Nathan did not think his love was only limited to the skin of the ari that was even thinner than he imagined.
It was as easy and fast as it all faded as if everything the two had gone through had no meaning at all once they finally settled on the relationship,
Nathan seemed to tremble with his hands trying to call Citra, even though it felt like his tongue was now felt like a mute, but he still felt he had to call his wife, he said,
The tone connected to the Citra phone number was heard shortly after Nathan called the number,
Long time no response until finally the call Nathan became a missed call,
Nathan's chest is getting crowded, though,
Found the reality of seeing a photo of Citra sitting with her ex-boyfriend who Nathan knows exactly the owner of a cafe that is quite famous in Jakarta, it is,
Wh why?
Why not lift?
Too bad to miss being with an ex?
Why not lift?
Too hepi talk to men who equal success?
Nathan becomes immersed in his increasingly wild prejudice, which,
Annoyed, Nathan threw his cellphone on the mattress, he walked to the kitchen, poured cold water that he took from the refrigerator and drank it up,
Not only that, he deliberately flushed his head which felt very hot in the kitchen sink, too,
Flush with water from the tap so that his emotions can be slightly subsided,
About five minutes later, Nathan stopped the tap water in the sink, standing there quietly for a moment, letting the droplets of water from his hair down,
Nathan sighed, trying to calm himself down even though he knew it was impossible to fully succeed,
His wife was now somewhere with another man, how could he calm down?
Nathan then walked back to his bed, reached by his cellphone again, which is where now there is a short message from Citra, his wife.
I'm going to bed.
DEG!
Nathan obviously went up again,
Nathan immediately called Citra, but his wife's phone is now inactive.
Nathan, who is already emotionally high, finally calls Joni,
"Hey,"
Joni replied when Nathan finally contacted him,
"Where are you now?"
Nathan asked without further ado, too long,
"I'm on the road, going home, why?"
Joni asked back, though,
"The picture, the photo you sent, it just wasn't it?"
Nathan went straight to the core, though,
"Oh, yes I saw it earlier, I just felt it looked like an image, but I called him unresponsive, maybe not him, just similar."
Said Joni later,
Nathan sighed,
Obviously it's Citra, Nathan certainly can't be mistaken to recognize his wife, he said,
Maybe Joni could have thought that the figure was just like Citra, but certainly not with Nathan.
For Nathan, even in a dark room, he can definitely tell which one is his wife.
"Will he still be there when you get home?"
Nathan asked later,
"You mean, that image-like woman?"
Joni ensure.
"Yes, is he still there Jon?"
Nathan repeats as he impatiently wants to hear Joni's answer,
"No, I was sitting there before long, he came home with his girl friend, who seemed familiar, but I wasn't very good at remembering people, either,"
Said Joni,
Hearing that Citra had come home, Nathan's heart was a little relieved, especially his wife was also home with her female friend.
Ah' but...why did he stop by his ex's cafe and look so close chatting like in the photo that Joni sent?
Nathan's mind still held a sense of annoyance.
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