LET GO OF THE ASA I HELD
Chapter 15
Seruni put Keysha to sleep after returning home.
A moment Dirga's shadow appeared in his mind. Make the woman drift in daydreams, remembering every good memory of the past.
Slowly his heart felt a strange sigh. Seruni shook her head and rubbed her face with her palm.
" No.no. This can't happen. I've got Mas Radik and I can't think of any other man. Oh, my God, forgive me. " Beauty her.
Regardless of his Radical attitude towards her, the man remained a lawful husband in the eyes of religion and country.
This time the relationship between the two of them was really bad. Seruni just wanted to teach Radik a lesson so that he would be aware of the mistakes he had been making.
There Keysha who made himself survive even had to defend a broken household due to the KDRT in addition to the presence of another woman named Bunga.
If only Radik could change his attitude and correct his mistakes. Seruni will give her a second chance for the sake of their baby.
By late afternoon, Seruni was struggling in the kitchen preparing dishes for Radik to return to work later.
Once all is ready he returns to take care of Keysha. Bathe, feed and invite him to play.
Seruni's heart is too soft, so that he is so easy to forgive Radik's mistakes. Although the wound in his heart had not been able to heal that fast.
Especially if you see Keysha, every complaint, tears and sadness disappeared instantly.
Keysha is the antidote to all her downturn of household living.
Keysha was a booster for her, one reason for her to survive a life as bitter as anything.
Even though the current in the recesses of his heart feels empty, sometimes Seruni is looking for space that used to be filled by Radik. Now it seems like the taste is pseudo , sometimes the taste is present but immediately the taste is bland.
I don't know for sure her self will remain beside Radik despite having to rebuild the broken heart that had been damaged by her husband.
While in the Office.
Radik just finished work, he immediately headed to the parking lot intending to go home quickly.
His phone kept ringing, some calls and messages from his best friend came in.
He didn't bother them, this time he wanted to apologize to Seruni. Seruni's words last night enough to make her think long.
He still loves Seruni, what he did all this time because he was too possessive of his wife to make himself khilaf continuously hurt Seruni.
Seruni welcomed her despite feeling cold face of the woman but it does not matter the most important she still wanted to show herself in front of Radik.
Seruni returned to her duties as a wife. But this time a little different, Seruni spoke as necessary. He was more silent.
" Today you're cooking my favorite meal. " Radik's face beamed to see some of the food menu presented.
" Thank you, baby. " Radik stroked the back of the hand of Seruni who was sitting before him.
Seruni simply nodded slowly and smiled faintly. He was again busy giving snacks to Keysha who was sitting on his lap.
Radik was silent for a moment, it was only natural that Seruni behaved like that. Which wife is not disappointed if often hurt her husband.
It is still a good thing Radik has Seruni who is patient and does not leave him after so many mistakes he made.
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Radical cell phones placed on the dining table vibrate. Seen the name of the flower on the mobile phone screen, the incoming call from the woman.
Radics that were chewing food almost choked. He immediately drank water, his eyes glanced towards Seruni was looking at the mobile phone screen .
There was no anger from the woman's face. Making Radik wrong. He decided to pick up the call.
" Why ? " Tanya Seruni made Radik flinch.
" Wh-what ? " Radik asked back pretending to bego.
" Why not just lift it ? " Seruni pointed at the phone with her chin.
This time Radik looks stupid. He scratched his non-itchy head.
" Don't ruin the mood. It's not important either. " Radik said that he put food back in his mouth as if nothing had happened.
" You don't eat? " Tanya Radik shifted the topic.
" I'm full. " Answer answered without turning to the other person.
Of course Seruni's heart seemed to be sliced when he saw the incoming call from Bunga on his husband's mobile phone.
Her shadow recalled the photo that the woman sent. Their photos are half-baked*il. Seruni's heart felt torn to shreds remembering all that. Apparently forgiving someone who hurt does not necessarily make him forget all about it. The wound was still gaping and bleeding as if it was splashed with salt water.
