Trapped by the Love of Leaning
Fragile
Shirleen contemplates herself in the car, remembering the memories she passed with her husband, from the time of courtship until she got married and then had Misca as her little angel.
Yes, some of the photos that made her cry were photos of her husband who was with other women, not just together but sleeping with other women.
She did not expect that this would happen to her, and she was not even ready to meet and see her husband's face. Especially to ask about the photo that will destroy the household.
She hated to think of this betrayal, but she still had great love for her husband, especially when she remembered Misca, he could not imagine what would happen to his little angel if the worst possible thing would happen to his little family.
She is so fragile at this time, all she needs right now is a hug from her Mother, but she is too embarrassed because she herself opposes her parents and prefers Athar to be her husband, but she is too shy, indeed he always prayed that his household was always okay but reality said otherwise.
If this is true, I don't know if he will be able to, while for him betrayal is an unforgivable mistake, for him all his trust has been killed at that very moment.
Shirleen wiped her tears, and trying to be ordinary, she did not want Misca to know she had finished crying. Then he went out to meet the parents of other students who were busy chatting casually, because soon it was time to go home from school.
Misca ran to see her Mother, and given the results she learned to draw in her class, Shirleen saw Misca get a five-star rating because it was natural that the picture made by Misca was very good for the size of Kindergarten children.
But he was very sad, because Misca drew a child who was holding the hands of his parents on the left and right side, his heart was immediately broken to see what his daughter drew.
"Mother, this is a picture of our family, this is Misca, this is Dad, and this is Mommy, has not the same picture of us in the guest room ?" Misca asked enthusiastically.
"It's good, it's similar, your daughter is really cool" Shirleen said with a slightly forced smile.
Teett teett, the break bell rang, but Jason had no intention at all to drop out of class. He chose to put his hand on the table and lay his head down. I don't know maybe sleep will make it better.
But just as he was about to close his eyes, Afik innocently patted his shoulder and took him to the canteen to meet Yudha and Angga.
Jason turned his head, and shook his head, then he returned to his position again.
Jason tried again to close his eyes, but Shirleen's face again appeared as he closed. Then he picked up the phone in his desk drawer and started calling Shirleen.
Many times Jason contacted him but was not answered by Shirleen. Jason opened the green-dominated chat application on his phone, he wanted to send a chat to Shirleen.
📨 Dear, what else ? Why not pick up the phone from me ?
Jason was shameless, and always acted as he pleased, without asking Shirleen to agree or not he had called Shirleen affectionately.
But there was no reply from Shirleen, not even read, and it just made the mood of Jason more and more unbecoming.
"what's he" Jason's mind
Seriate...