My Husband Lover

"I do not accept this marriage. I should be your wife, why is that damn woman in your apartment huh ?. Raka, don't you realize I'm the only woman who always stays in your apartment," snapped the woman emotionally.

I sat in the chair near the window and lowered my head, luckily Jane came and helped me escape the woman's slap. I stole a glance at the woman who was now sitting on the sofa with Raka. "I seem to know that woman," I thought. but I didn't dare to look at her for too long.

"Come on Amber, you're making a fuss here. do you want your career as an artist to be destroyed?" said Raka calmly, as if Raka was used to facing such a temperamental woman. I'm stunned." Is she Amber Wilson? The artist who is on the rise because of that horror film? why did she change her hair color? "I thought to myself. I only know a little who Amber is. Last I saw, she had long black hair. Now she cuts her hair, curly and blonde.

"I do not care about my career, I am your lover, just a few weeks I was abroad and this is what I received after coming back? You married without my knowledge to that bitch. divorce her today, "said Amber badly. Suddenly I shook my head. Especially I heard that Amber is Raka's lover "no, why do you want to do that" I protested.

"I'm not talking to you bitch" Amber replied rudely to me. Raka hit the table to make me and Amber surprised "enough. Amara, who told you to talk huh? be quiet. And for you Amber, you know I did it all because I had to. You also know who I love, don't make your career ruin and don't add to my problem, okay" Raka stood behind Amber and kissed Amber's head.

Amber arrogantly smiled sarcastically at me. I immediately lowered my head, squeezed my hands could not stand to see them. Raka was always rude to me, while with other women, Raka was gentle. "Fine, I'll leave this until you get tired of playing with that damn woman. Raka, you know I really love you right? I will never let you go. And for you bitch, don't expect more because Raka only loves me," said Amber. She kissed Raka's lips briefly and went out with Raka.

I looked wistfully at Raka as usual Raka didn't care. He just chuckled, annoyed, and went outside. My tear dam collapsed again, and I cried again. I held my chest that felt tight "no, this is not true. I'm very hurt, no, it hurts a lot," I cried.

Jane approached me, rubbing my shoulder "never mind My Lady, your eyes are still swollen and now you are crying again. I think you will hurt yourself "said Jane, giving her attention to me. No matter how I endure it, my tears persist.

*******

I spent the night without Raka, and I was not treated as a wife at all. I'm standing in front of the mirror. Jane is right. my face is like a living corpse. Luckily for the past few days, I haven't seen anything strange with my eyes.

"Why are you standing in front of the mirror like that? huh are you sorry for crying? I thought you stopped crying," said Raka, who came suddenly. I raised my eyebrows "I cry or not, do you care ha ?. Raka, what is your purpose in marrying me, if indeed you don't love me why did you marry me "I asked courageously?

"You have no right to ask me, and I also don't want to answer that. What do you expect?" Raka approached me "tell me, what are you thinking?" Raka's insistence made me walk backward and leaned against my dressing table. Raka smirked. "I don't care about women because I can get them easily, I have a lot of treasure, and I can do whatever I want. So why are you talking silly things like love to me?" The words hit my heart

My eyes and Raka met each other, and I clenched my fists to stand firm "until when do you intend to maintain this marriage?" I asked. Raka chuckled, annoyed "if it's time to divorce you, I will also divorce. For now I don't want to," Raka's smiling line sliced ​​my feelings.

"I'm not a toy," I snapped, even though my tone wasn't loud. Raka sighed heavily "to me you are just a disgusting weak woman. According to your Mom who hurts you every day. You think I don't know how your life has been, then what? After getting divorced you will also return to that house right. hahahaha" Raka laughed arrogantly

"Arghhhhh," I shouted in frustration and pushed Raka's body away from me. Tears flowed back without me asking. "Don't overdo it, just live your life," said Raka calmly. He intended to go back, but I pulled Raka's hand and put Raka's palm over my head "I swear on my life, I swear on my Mom. I will make you love me, even to the point where you will never forget me, and after you fall in love with me, I will leave you without pity. I will go away from you without looking back. I promise you for that," I said

Raka immediately pulled his hand from my head "damn you, I don't care," shouted Raka and walked away. I sat on the floor crying for the number of times "we'll see Raka. I swear I will definitely make you fall in love with me. I will make you helpless when I leave you. My life has suffered enough, all this is enough, not anymore," I grumbled.

For a moment, I saw the goal, or maybe it was more of revenge. I married a rude man, while people out there say I'm happy to marry the number one wealthy businessman in this city. On my wedding day, I was in danger of being divorced, hurt by every woman used as a toy by Raka.

But I don't care, and I convinced myself to stick with my goals. I took revenge because I felt disappointed. I even liked Raka at first sight. Truly the fire of revenge is already burning in my heart.