Forgive Me, My Son
Episode 7's

Rifqie has been a joy to me. It doesn't feel like he's 1 month old now. But why do I feel something has changed from my husband, whom he used to care for me, now he is so cranky and cold. Who usually he always came home on time after teaching now often come home late, even he was very cold to his own son. I also often smell foreign perfume on my husband's body, but I still believe in him. Sometimes even when she was broken she used to ignore me as if I wasn't there. I don't know what's wrong with me, every time I want to talk about him he's just silent a thousand languages.

Once when I went to the supermarket to buy my son's needs, I saw my husband with another woman shopping. I was shocked and shed tears. I can't believe he's got me. I wanted to approach him and ask him what was going on, but I was afraid that it would be a storm here. I finally decided to ask him at home. I quickly picked up what I needed and quickly returned home.

When I saw my son at home being cared for by a baby sitter, yes I deliberately took a baby sitter because I still wanted to work and my husband allowed it. I went to my room and cried. I felt my heart ache to see my husband with another woman, I saw my husband's face smiling happily. I cried as if it were in the room. Until I heard my husband's voice say hello. I went to the bathroom to wash my face so that I could not see I was crying. After that I approached my husband. I saw he was sitting in the living room. "You've come home, take a bath to be fresh and I'll prepare food for you, " I said as I took his jacket lying on the sofa. "I had eaten earlier, was full" he said coldly as it passed from before me. I felt my tears drip down one by one, and then I walked over to him who came into the room. "What's my fault actually, why are you cold to me, not even your son did you notice? I said softly while holding back tears. He just kept quiet while looking at me coldly, "There's nothing, I'm just tired after working all day, you should understand that, my responsibilities have now increased because there are already children among us, I'm tired of going to bed next time we talk" she replied coldly and sniffly.

In the morning, I stare at my son who is fast asleep, while my husband is not there, he was not at home last night. I'm still confused as to how. I should call my mother to get my heart out, yes because only with my mother can I open up, but I'm afraid it's gonna be the end of my household. I still cry until there are no more tears because it's over.