Two Lines Appear

the bitter stuff

My heart beat violently watching the scene, so the tests, pills kab and ***** that. Now the mind is pointing to one perpetrator, Mas Mail.

I retreated slowly towards the room, my body shook violently, my breathing was broken, tears began to fall uncontrollably, I closed my mouth so as not to make a sound and immediately went to the bathroom and locked it.

So it's true that between them there's a forbidden relationship that I never realized before, it's too outrageous what they did in this house, even when I was in this house.

I can't imagine what happened when I wasn't home, maybe there are dozens of ******* that have been thrown away as I realized.

Well Lina was quite crying her, pretending not to know is the best way right now, too early if I hit them both now, I'm not stupid, I'm not, I'd better gather evidence so that when I'm ready to open it all, they won't be able to evade.

It's free that at this time I prevent their relationship, they have already done so far, there is no use for it, the most important thing right now is that I just need to strengthen myself, anyway,that everything is fine and still be able to smile cheerfully as if nothing happened in front of my children and also them.

Monday afternoon I began my action, I put on a mask so that no one would recognize me, scout the house from a distance waiting for Mas Mail to come, yes after my filing holiday he will come to the house this afternoon, right no wait long, the Mas Mail car is stuck in front of the house.

Five minutes later I slipped into my yard and hid behind my own bedroom window.

"Sister, sister, watch the cartoon first, mbak Jum want to clean the bathroom first" he said.

Then the door closed, my bedroom door.

"Where?".

"Aman mas, children if watching cartoons, mas's handsome" replied Jum.

Whahuh? the mas? so he's called Mas Mail "MAS" I imagine maybe tens or even hundreds of times together, in the cradle of forbidden love, so that it is no longer magic to mention my husband with the call mas nauzubillah.

The darling? that's the voice of Mas Mail, it turns out that it's as easy as it is to call other women, I think I've been the only woman who got that special call, lied to me all this time.

There was a little laugh of Jum, probably being seduced by my husband.

Just need to wait about three minutes until then I've heard a sigh-****** that disgusting, Jum's voice sounds so seductive, so, already shrewd and know to make a man lulled with the look of the little girl.

My blood was boiling, my emotions were running high watching my husband's bed game with a maid. Seven years married, I just realized and know who I married?, and Jum, ART that I had considered like my own family, turns out he chose to be the destroyer of my household.

But take it easy I did not waste what I had seen, all of it was recorded on camera in the room I had installed in my room.

A week passed, Sunday Mas Mail and I used to take the kids to the mall, but this time I did not intend to take them.

"Ma, it looks tired mama, if that's so papa and the children just go, pity they are bored at home"Mas Mail took the initiative.

"Hem" I'm just mumbling.

"Oh, but papa invites Jum ma, later in the playground afraid of children falling ma, if no one takes care, then papa while meeting there with business partners, he said,can't focus on taking care of the kids".

The deg!!!

Suddenly my heart felt bad, if I used to not be suspicious of the words of Mas Mail, now I can not ignore it that easily.