You're My Mouse

A feeling that stirs

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Which woman's heart is not broken if she finds her husband sleeping with another woman. What else to do in his own house, in the same bed as he used to unwind.

On a rainy night, I went home in a taxi, I waited 2 hours for my husband, the husband who would usually pick me up at work.

But after 2 hours of waiting, I finally decided to go home by taxi.

2 Hours earlier.

In front of the skyscraper.

"Not been picked up yet, neng?" Ask Mr. Somad, security who is currently at curfew.

"Not yet, sir." Answer me.

"Udah want this rain, the sky is so dark!" She said, "Where is her husband going? Usually it's already picked up, ko this tumben not yet nongol it's the nose stem!" Mr. Somad stood in front of me while staring at the deep ash afternoon sky, a sign that the sky will soon rain.

"Don't know sir, maybe again on the way." I'm still thinking positively about you bang, even though my little heart has a feeling that sticks out from your attitude, I don't know what it is, I just hope you're okay and are heading to my workplace to pick up your wife's bang.

"Wouldn't Layla wait at the security guard post?" Mr. Somad offered me to wait at the security guard post.

"Wouldn't it be troublesome, sir?"

"Yes not neng, rather than neng Layla waiting here, just standing alone while wailing kaga clear... ora bete bete very well said song dangdut mah."

"Somad sir can do it."

"It could be, it's the father of all hearts ngibur lozeng Layla, looks sad really rich boy asked for snacks kaga allowed by his mother... only difference is this mah neng Layla wait to be picked up by men. while who pick up ora ketawan where the juntrunnya." Mr. Somad even mocked me.

"Ahahaha, Mr. Somad can do it." Finally I followed the advice of Mr. Somad to wait for bang Rudi, my husband in the security guard post.

I chatted to my husband, told him if I waited for him at the security guard post.

Bang, are you still on the road? I'm still in the office waiting for you to pick me up. I'm waiting for my brother at the security guard post in front of the office! Love you bang.

I waited for Bang Rudi with a mind that was not careless, wanted to go home soon but I was afraid that brother Rudi was on the road was heading to my office.

Finally I resolved myself to wait for him, from a matter of minutes, half an hour, one hour I waited for the rain to start falling, wet the dry earth, asphalt became wet, strong winds began to blow inviting the trees passing by to kick.

An hour and a half, the afternoon leaving the sky changed night, my mind began to distance towards you who was about to pick me up bang.

"Maybe the husband neng, overslept times, or a disaster what obstacles until the husband neng Layla can not pick up." Said Mr. Mamad who is on guard duty at night with Mr. Somad.

I see again my phone in the bag, my chat has not been read bang Rudi, bang Rudi also did not make a phone call to me, the more disappointed I am.

"It could be, sir. because from earlier I called but not picked up too, I chat also my message has not been read." My face began to get tired after a long day of work and now I have to wait without sure to be picked up by bang Rudi.

"Mending neng Layla back home just take a taxi, fear of the long wait, which there is a rest time neng to throw away.if at home mah eneng Layla can sleep lying down, can rest is the pokonya mah." Said mr. Somad.

"Therefore, neng Layla just calm down. if her husband comes here, then you will say if you let Layla just go home." Seru pak Mamad.

"I wait a minute, sir, if you still have not picked up also bang Rudi, then I just took a taxi to go home.

"Yes already if it wants to neng mah yes, pak mah kaga maksa." Said mr. Somad.

"Why hasn't he come home yet? It's over from the hour to get home!" Amer stared at the clock that was coiling on his left wrist.

After waiting for 2 hours, I took a taxi that stopped Mr. Somad.

"Thank you, sir!" I cried as I sat in the taxi.

"Yes, same thing." Said Mr. security with a friendly smile.

After Layla's departure, now lives Mr. Somad and Mr. Mamad who are sitting at the front guard post in accompanied by hot black coffee and snacks.

"I can't bear loh liet neng Layla rich gini continues!" Seru pak Somad.

"I also do not have the same weight as mah, just want how else.it is not our capacity to tell the truth as neng Layla." Said mr. Mamad.

Apparently Mr. Simad and Mr. Mamad already know the bad habits of Rudi, her husband Layla, only they do not dare to convey it directly to Layla who is well known and her heart is full of tenderness.

"Hopefully there is a way to neng Layla so that she can know how ugly bang Rudi is." Somad.

"Amiiin, let in the sick word what rich, but let neng Layla know for herself. rather than continue in lyingin." Said Mamad

Back again to Layla who has now reached her home page.

"This is sir, the taxi fare!" Layla handed a one-piece red Eid bill to the taxi driver who was in her possession.

"Back, neng!" The driver wanted to get the change but was prevented by Layla.

"No sir, the change is for you!" layla then opened the car door.

"Oh, thank you very much." The taxi driver was thrilled to find such a friendly and as kind passenger as Layla.

"The same, sir!"

I opened the door of the taxi I was riding, I ran to get home, I saw a motorcycle bang Rudi parked in the yard. My home has no security. There was only that complex security in front of the complex.

I swept my face in the rain with my hands, from my bag to the key of the house.

I opened the door with a key that I always carry everywhere, the house looks dark, maybe Rudi fell asleep, if work feels impossible bang Rudi must have been from noon will already be at home.

I turned on the front room light, just as I was about to step into the room that had been my room and bang Rudi, I heard a voice that was inappropriate for me to hear, the sound made my heart rumble, afraid that what was in my brain would become real.

I opened the door slowly.

"What are you guys doing?" I covered my mouth with my palm, a clear fur running down my cheek without being able to hold back.

Seriate...

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Author gabut halu.