What's My Wrong
Eps. 04
“Your wife met me,”
“You're honest about our relationship?”
“We've been caught off guard Mas.”
I long breath hoping to let out a bit of a burden. It's ruined my household. I know very well how the character of the Beautiful, behind the gentleness of his attitude there is a strong nature and not easily conquered just by seduction and flirting like most other women.
I don't know in what way I can be sure again, although I admit my mistake is not a small mistake, very fatal and honestly it is not worth forgiving, but even if the possibility is very small I will use the opportunity, I will use it, as difficult as anything.
“We end it here ...” I said later.
“If it were that easy, but I'm pregnant with your son Mas.”
“What??! You sure?? You didn't set me up, did you?”
“For what I set you up, all this time we did on the basis of liking. Isn't that right?”
Oh my God, what the hell is this. If you punish me, I accept, I'll take it all. But please give me a way out of this, just give me one chance to save my household.
“Just please clean the child, but we cannot marry”
“What? Selfish you are!! What did you think of me all this time??”
“During this time you will know that I am bound by marriage, Or do-don't .. indeed from the beginning you want to expect more?”
“Lho, why am I wrong? All this time didn't you say you love me too Mas?”
“What do you expect from a man who has a wife like me? You know very well I never intended to divorce Indah.”
“Trus you want to say that our relationship during this time is just for fun? What do you consider me. You selfless man, a striped nose!!. Whatever you say, obviously your wife should know that I'm pregnant with your child, your flesh and blood!!”
Sari was shouting at me in a loud voice. Stubborn, fiery and tempramentous. Very much different from my wife Indah, who should be cursing at me is her. Even being hit, scratched and grabbed I was willing. He never did, why would I hurt him?.
Kuremas my own hair, although it was not able to reduce the slightest feeling of my tightness. Destroyed is my marriage, all the problems I can go through but can not afford to lose Beautiful and my children. God, I know it sounds selfish but please give my family a way back to being whole, please!.
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What I feared happened already, the fact that Sari was pregnant and pregnant with my son apparently made Indah shocked and left our conversation.
Going without success and without giving me a chance to defend myself, I mean without giving me a chance to apologize.
Back home I didn't find them. All the contacts he had I could not access, whether it was phone number, facebook, and even Instagram. Everything blocked.
Gathering courage, I tried to contact the Father and Mother-in-Law. Directly connected.
“Eh Nak Raka, tumben calling, usually Beautiful calling. Lovely don't hurt khan?”
They don't know our problem yet.
“Eh Mama, Beautiful healthy kok Ma, mmm .. tuh again play to neighbors with children. Ngg .. sorry Ma, This was going to call a friend of the office but instead kok connected to Mama. Contact number is close. Heheheh ..”.
I try to lie as much as I can, hoping they don't get suspicious.
“Oalah, yes it is. Greetings to children, do not forget the streets to the village.”
“God willing Ma.”
I hung up the phone disappointed. Where else am I looking for them? My brain's dead, as I know in this beautiful city, I don't have any close friends. Marrying me made her life and time devoted to me and our children, never socializing like other young mothers.
Even for a walk to the Mall alone must get my permission, which I mostly do not let if he goes alone and inevitably he patiently waits for more free time spent with Sari. Considering all these things make this heart stoned with sinful feelings, it feels really stifling.
I checked the contents of the wardrobe all the clothes he was carrying, even children's clothes and all that was left was dirty clothes that were just lying next to the toilet door. I checked the storage of important papers, nil. It was as if there was no desire to return to this house.
I threw my body on the sofa, right people say that regret comes later. When I did all my madness, nothing like this was ever thought of. You idiot! There may not be a man as stupid as I am in this world, wasting the heaven I have and going into the pit of hell that I dug for myself.
With teary eyes I imagined it all, when I came home from work Beautiful picked me up with a sumringah grabbing a bag from my grasp, the children ran chasing and racing to meet me. Even though all they could reach was my feet but it still made her excited, and their gleeful laughter grew deafening as I carried one-on-one in my arms. Oh my God, even just a day and how much I miss it all.
Drrrt, the vibration of the device makes me jerk from daydreams, I quickly reach the phone that is just sitting on the table, hoping for a message coming from Indah or someone who reports their existence. But what I found was precisely a successive message from Sari, the person I most want to stay away from right now.
[Why are all my chats not reciprocated?]
[Where are you?]
[Please meet me Mas ..]
As always, I was just trying to get my attention, maybe trying to mend our relationship. I ignored the message, and went to the room trying to stretch myself for a moment, although it was almost impossible if I could close my eyes in a deep sleep after all this mess.
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I opened the door with my eyes still sleepy, Sari burst in.
“Here you are apparently, why avoid me?!”
“Bikin what are you here?” many wonder.
“I need clarity!!” his yell.
“Kan explained, there will never be a marriage between us.” I said it while walking towards the sofa and sitting there. Sari followed, standing right in front of me, trying to judge.
“Can't!! You must be responsible for the fetus I have.”
“Love me time, Lovely run away from home.”
“Yes whatever, want to run away the cake will run cake that is not my business.”
“Sari!!!”
“If Mas Raka is like her love is just as beautiful, why establish a relationship with me?. So cruel you used me. Remember, your son is also a girl, what if the person I posted was your son!”
“Not you first who approached me?!”
“Trus even if I start, after all you also welcome and enjoy it right?”
“....”
“Now I ask Mas and answer honestly. Has there not been the slightest feeling of your affection for me?”
“...”
“Jawab Mas!!!”
“Honestly since the beginning there was nothing, at that time I was desperate and needed capital and you had what I needed. But the more here the feeling appears, and finally it runs out unnoticed when Indah leaves. I lost it so much Sar ...”
Wonder at myself hearing the tone of voice coming out of my mouth, I whine? And selfless whining in front of Sari, the one who demands my love and accountability.
Hearing that Sari suddenly fell down, crying as she pleased.
“You are aware of what you said Mas? Sick know??! I'm a woman too, I have feelings too. My only fault is that I love you, a man with a wife.”
“Sorry .. sorry ...”
I saw her shoulders shaken with tears, making my heart melt a little. Curse that body and put it in my arms, nothing more than empathy and feeling of regret have allowed it into my life. I feel like right now she's just a little girl who's lost her way.
His body was getting shaken in tears and returned my embrace tightly, as if afraid of loss. I can feel this woman really loves me sincerely.
Sari, I knew him 4 years ago as a colleague, at a young age has built a career with the support of his father who is a successful businessman. But unfortunately, his family includes a broken home family, his father has more than 1 wife, and, Sari is the son of the 3rd Wife who eventually divorced and given a gono gini treasure that will not run out until aging.
In her entire life she never felt the warmth of a father's affection, nor a mother's siblings because she was the only child of the Mother who had closed her heart to another man, make Sari's life alone and lonely.
Maybe that was also what made him put his heart on me who was 3 years old, of course I was older. All this time I had unconsciously given him more attention, listening to all his complaints that had actually fostered a feeling of love in his heart.
In two months she'll be 28, mature enough to be married but her time has been wasted liking me, spending her youth with me, people she can't have, and he knows it.
The more I thought about it all, the more I felt guilty. What have I been doing all this time? All the people who love me, I'm repaid with untold pain. After all I don't even deserve to beg for an apology.
Although it can, after all will not restore a relationship that has been damaged, trust that has been torn apart.
I cursed myself, as a man I failed. Failed as a father, as a husband and even as a friend. If I hadn't let greed take hold of me, nothing would have happened.
After her cries subsided a little, I let go of her embrace and led her body to sit on the sofa.
“It is time for you to go home, it is not good to see neighbors if you take too long to receive female guests and only two at home. Especially when it is Beautiful not at home”
“You haven't given me certainty yet” said stubbornly.
“Until any time I give the same answer, there will be no marriage between us Sari ... All the mistakes I'll bear if I need to report me to the police, as a fraud or whatever it is. But my decision has been unanimous and until anytime will remain so”
“How about me Mas ..”
“Pardon me, give me time to find a way out.” I cupped my hands together in a pleading position, hoping to melt her heart giving her space to think and find a way out.
With her puffy eyes leaving me, I'm sure she's just as dizzy as I am and feels the same pain as Beautiful. Beautiful, where are you, baby? Dear God, wherever my wife and children are, please protect them. And please very much give me a way out for all this trouble.
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