I'M A STATUE FOR YOU
MY HUSBAND CHEATED

Name: Alyndia Tantrias

Name: Arya Wiguna

Name: Holy Angraini.

Name: Muhammad Iqbal

Name: Rani Maulidya

Alyn POV.

In front of my eyes Mas Arya cheated. The actor was writhing spoiled in my husband's arm like a monkey.

And I as the wife of Arya mas can only squeeze the tablecloth Cafe when I see Arya mas painstakingly feed the woman in red.

Rani my best friend who knows Arya mas is my husband rubbing my arm gently. He can feel what I feel. Sick, really sick.

I hold back the tears that have been pooled in the eye pelupuk. But it still slid a speck. And soon I'll sweep. I blinked my eyes so my tears would fall. I'm ashamed to look fragile in front of so many people. Especially in front of my best friend Rani.

I packed my stuff on the table when I saw my husband hurrying away.

I followed my husband who was holding hands with the woman in the red press.

Mas Arya opened the car door for him then he went around the car and sat at the wheel.

Mas Arya drove up his car and I kept following him with my motorbike.

After passing the highway Arya mas entered the complex. And the car stopped right in front of the green house.

I'm hiding behind a meatball. Pretending to buy meatballs so that Arya mas does not realize my existence.

My heart ached so much to see the scene before my eyes. Mas Arya smiled so sweetly as she hugged the woman in red, rubbed the woman's hair gently and kissed her forehead.

Unknowingly my hand moved itself touching my forehead. When will Arya treat me that gently.

I saw Arya waving at the woman. Enter the car and leave.

I was confused as to how and what to do. Should I let this. NO. NOPE. Mas Arya is my husband and this needs to be straightened out.

I was still standing at the door of the woman's house. I'm confused what to do. Do I have to poke her, grab her hair, scratch her. I don't know, just decide when you're face to face.

"Ting tong's. Ting tong."

"Square." Door opens.

"Alynn's. His wife is Arya."

I was shocked. Why does he know me. Even she knew I was Arya's wife.

He pulled my hand. Took me into his house that looked clean, tidy and quiet.

He brought me drinks and also served me snacks. He looks very friendly. But I didn't touch the dish one bit for fear of containing cyanide.

I sat next to my husband's stash.

If people don't know, they'll think we're friends, not rivals.

"Alyn why surprised?....We've met and shook hands."

I cringe. "When?" my inner.

"When I was at your wedding Alyn." The answer. It seems like he can read my mind.

"Actually who are you? Why does it look so friendly to my husband? If you already know Mas Arya Wiguna is married why did you become the third person? Please do not disturb our home.

"Alynn's. You are the third person among us.

5 Years of love. Suddenly we were surprised by Mas Arya's matchmaking with you, even the matchmaking happened when Arya was not born into this world. It's not fair to us Alyn."

"It's not fair to me either." I'm trying to stay calm. I still want to pry how deep their relationship is.

"Please understand how we feel. You are a woman too! You can understand my feelings. My heart aches Alyn saw Arya's mas marry you."

"In b**which part should I understand?" He's talking like a madman.

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