You Forgot Me Your Queen
I'm Nyonya

The dawn turned, along with the noise of the roar of the car on the barrage of my yard, I had finished my morning prayer, after which I put on my hijab back and intended to see who came this early.

Tok tok tok tok

"Assynolajet? " he said outside knocking on the door.

And that is the voice of Mas Hendri, my husband.

He remembered the way home after everything he had done.

I was hesitant at first, and not ready to look him in the face again, but I steadied my heart, so be it. Let me kill him slowly.

"Waalaikumussalam." I replied as I opened the door for him.

And how shocked I was, when I found out, he came home with that woman. The woman who ruined all my little family's hopes and dreams of being together forever. For as many seconds as I was pecking. And the clap of Mas Hendri on my shoulder made me realize, that this is not a dream, this is real Kalisa. This is real!

I stared in any direction. Trying to hold back the turmoil that was blowing in my chest.

"Kal, dia—"

"No need, he and I are other people, and I will not be as familiar as that with foreigners" I said firmly breaking Mas Hendri's conversation.

My eyes sharpened. And I saw, the woman slightly squeezed her hand that was almost outstretched towards me. Heuh, you're upset aren't you? Especially me!

And I heard that Mas Hendri was breathing slowly, as if disappointed in my attitude. But I don't care, because I don't want to linger with them, I turn my steps to return to the room, anyway for what I'm here, anyway the presence is no longer what I will be.

"If you want to rest, please! Guest rooms are available to you." I have to tell him that I am his mistress in this house.

After I said those words, I stepped back to my destination, which was the room. And it turns out Mas Hendri followed me from behind. He already wanted to waltz in with me inside, but before that I blocked him with my sentence.

"This room is no longer yours, since you brought him into my palace." I said without hesitation and would not look at his face at all .

"Kal." call her in a soft voice.

My chest felt tight again hearing that voice.

"I beg you not to be like this" he continued.

"Then like what?!!!! " collapsed, then looked up at him.

"What do you think I should be like? What do you want me to look like, Hendri? " as much as I may not want those tears to fall, I am strong, I am not weak just because of a man I do not deserve to call my husband.

"I beg you, give me a chance." she said as she tried to reach my hand, but I pat, because I would not cry anymore.

"Go away... And don't disturb my calm, don't you think I won't change, because my heart is not okay now. And you need to remember, my heart is not steel, which you can keep hurting, and then you easily ask to come back again." I replied, as I slipped in, and locked my room.

"I won't be stupid again this time Hendri."

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After I finished cooking, I set breakfast on the table as usual. And with passion, I called my children to hurry up immediately.

"So cook your favorite meal" I said to big Reyhan as we walked to the dinner table.

"Yehhh, really Nda? " he clapped his hands merrily, making little May also be excited.

"Yes, Nda is also ready to bekel to be eaten at school, later spent yes, must remember not what? "

"Not to be confused. "he replied, my first son was so smart. I taught this to my children from an early age. Because based on the life experience I had. It was very difficult, I and Mas Hendri used to look for a mouthful of rice.

After arriving at the dinner table, not long Mas Hendri and the woman, I really did not want to call his name with my lips, both came out of their rooms, and joined together.

I've scooped up food for Reyhan, and for myself and May who I still feed.

Mas Hendri was silent, he seemed to be waiting for me to serve him, but it turned out that the woman understood his duty as well, his hands began to take rice for him to put on Mas Hendri's plate. But before that Mas Hendri called me first.

"Kalisa. "call her.

"Please, just do it, isn't that your job as well" I told the woman, without answering Mas Hendri's call, who looked at me softly.

Sick isn't it Mas? It is considered nothing, even though you are right in front of your eyes! Sick right? When you are so dear but not cared for? Sick right? When you really love, but he reneges on promises. Please Mas! Feel what you're planting now!

"Who is this aunt? " he asked Reyhan to me, perhaps he wondered why there were other women besides their mother who served the father. Yeah, Reyhan must have realized that. I am really a little confused to answer the question. I try to be calm.

I broke his head, baby.

"I—"

"Nobody, he's just Dad's friend." I lie, cut off the woman's conversation, because indeed I haven't been able to explain anything to my children, their hearts are still too early to understand this. I'm sure their hearts can't believe that their dear father will now share his love .

May you understand, baby, I said in my heart.

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