
After entering the room, the room that used to be a witness to our love story is now the main goal. My eyes scanned the whole room for evidence. Then my eyes looked at the closet. Quickly, I opened the wooden cabinet, where to store Mas Danang's belongings.
My eyes are scanning the closet. But I didn't find anything. "You're so smart, Mom. But I'll definitely find proof of that. Just be careful if you are married again! I'm not gonna stay quiet."
Then my eyes looked at the drawer at the bottom of the closet. Hopefully, there are clues in this place.
This drawer is full of used items belonging to Mas Danang. I had time to reprimand him to throw away the used items, but Mas Danang forbid. There were several hats, belts, two worn out wallets, a watch that was no longer forced and three wallets and sling bags that were no longer in use.
One by one I opened the wallet. But, still nil. There was nothing that could give a clue as to who Mas Danang's new wife was. Then I switched to checking the sling bag first. There's still nothing empty. Not desperate, I opened the second bag, when I felt like there was some stuff in it. There is a photo of KTP coffee. Whose?.
Oh my God, is this the guidance you gave me? my chest is back. This time more noisy than before, after knowing who the owner of the copy of the ID card. Siska Aulia's. The name of the owner of the identification. When did Mas Danang meet my cousin? What business does that guy keep my cousin's personal data on? why should she be the one you made my honey to, Mas? There is speculation inside here.
Is it true that my cousin is my honey? Tega you Siska! in fact, my parents are the ones who finance life so you can find your own money. But, is this the reply? Where did your conscience lie when you married your cousin's husband? What's on your mind that could hurt a woman who loves you so much, Siska? Which demon managed to darken the eyes of your heart, Siska? My body fell to the floor along with the destruction of my feelings.
My heart broke into pieces knowing this reality. My tears are like a very heavy river. I was hurt by the people I love the most at once.
What is my fault that you can do this to me? My prayers go out to all of you until my heart stabs me in the back like this.
I looked at the clockwork of the wall. I cried for an hour.
All right, if this is how you repay my kindness. Then don't blame me if something happens to you all!
I'll wipe away the tears immediately. I'll make sure there won't be any more tears after this. You've destroyed me enough again. It's stupid to keep crying while they're happy. I will not let you be happy after this betrayal.
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As Maghrib Mas Danang contacted me again. This is the fifth time. However, I still refused to talk to him. Neglecting back seems better for my current mental health.
I better take the water immediately and fulfill the obligation of three rakaat.
On the prayer mats I poured out all the unrest and unrest in my heart. I throw everything in this life at the Lord of life. O Allah, guide your servant through all things
On the bed I tried to calm myself by reading the Quran, and then trying to be civilized.
"Son Riska," The mother-in-law's voice sounded very worried. I'm sure Ms. Zainab came here because of her son's call that I've repeatedly ignored.
If I had not heard directly from the mouth of Mother-in-law, it is certain that until now I still assume to be the only wife of Mas Danang. And I feel like I'm the luckiest woman on earth because I have a very understanding husband and in-law. Unfortunately, it's all just camouflage.
The knock on the door was getting louder and more frequent. I also immediately arranged the appearance to look like a person who was waking up.
"Son, are you sick?." I looked at me with Iba. O Allah.
"A little dizzy, Mom." I grabbed Mom's back hand. Despite the heartache, manners still have to be put forward, right?.
I looked at the back of the mother who went into the house. Then my in-laws sat on the couch in the room I just bought a few weeks ago.
"You just woke up, son?." I nodded while fixing the black sweater I was wearing.
"Want a phone call from Danang you ignored. Have you taken your medicine?." I shook my head.
"Have you eaten?." I'm back to shaking.
"Where to heal if you think gini. Let's eat first, then take medicine. You must be healthy here. Your husband's there to be quiet at work." My in-laws sound so sweet. Seeing my treatment, no one would believe that Ms. Zainab would hurt you.
"Let's eat fast and continue to take medicine!. Actually I want to say something important. But if you are sick like this. I don't have the heart to say it."
Aki wondered what I wanted to say. What about Mas Danang getting married again? or say I should quit this marriage?
"Mother, if you want to talk, by the way. I'm okay." I think it's faster for Mom to be honest so I can take steps. But, is it possible that you would be honest with me about this? Feels impossible.
"You take your medicine first," Mother massaged my shoulder slowly after I sat by her side.
"Mommy has eaten? I was cooking goat soup. I was going to drop off, but suddenly it hurt. I'll bring it later. I cooked it for mom." I still have to share the menu with mom. Eating too much of itself. I can't eat goat soup by myself.
"really? you do know how to please in-laws. Mother becomes more and more affectionate with you, Ris," Mom's smile is wide, her face looks bright.
I used to be happy to see her face like that. Unfortunately, when my mother can no longer feel it like she used to. Sick days shut my empathy for her.
"But what if I can't give a child to Mas Danang, ma'am?." I immediately replied that I wanted to know what the reaction was.
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