Every woman must be jealous of Sintia, her first successful banking career, apart from that Sintia has her own business, savings, deposits, a never-empty wallet and a similar household. My grace is kind, a husband I am proud of working hard and loving my family. We are very harmonious, and prefer to spend time together when we are free.
When the weekend arrives we always go out, my hobbies are culinary and shopping. My income as an employee of a private bank gives us an economic leeway, what we want and need can always be purchased easily, with the addition of an internet cafe business and selling pulses from my husband that I used to save, only now there are slight changes in activities and work we.
The first two years of our marriage we lived in a private house, a simple house that I bought from my hard work. I fill my house with modern furniture and electronics that are simple and elegant in style. Like a husband and wife who just got married, our days are alWho is a woman who is not tempted to see the good looks and attention given by Rahman, now when Rahman goes to the office he always wears branded clothes, shoes, watches, as well as motorbikes and cars that keep changing when working, surely they are. I will stick to it just to be close or what that is the term. I never imagined if Rahman had the heart to cheat behind my back, secretly and neatly.Eid al-Fitr 2015 was the beginning of the destruction of my household. That afternoon the mother called me, and asked to be able to go visit him immediately. It's a little strange, because yesterday I spent the night at my in-laws' house so I wondered what was the problem? Until I have to go back there again."What's the matter, we just visited yesterday.""Yes, there is something important, come here, Sintia, you have to talk to you directly."Then I got ready, dressed Queeniera and prepared her necessities like milk and pampers. Then I went to se
Reminiscing about the past story, which made me really love Rahman.Last September 2015, I made a trip to Bandung, my fourth sibling had a wedding. Exactly 25 September 2015. Me, Mama and Rahman returned to Bandung since 20 September. Therefore, it is clear that the wedding ceremony we brought a lot of preparations for party clothes, such as songket, kebaya, jewelry and others. Papa is waiting for the house only with my Om and Aunt.Incidentally, September 23 was my birthday, we decided to go for a walk first, we took a break and ate at Saung Mang Jajang in Lembang. The atmosphere is quite beautiful, the food is very delicious and most importantly the price is affordable.For a long time, Saung Mang Jajang has been Mama's favorite place for culinary delights in Lembang. Not to forget, I bought Lembang's typical milk tofu as a souvenir. After we were satisfied playing, we finally went home, we helped prepare my sister's wedding. We started tidying up the
Since 2014 I no longer work at the bank I decided to resign for the sake of my husband and daughter, Rolling out of town tasks which are 8 hours from my house I can't fulfill. A career is important for me, but leaving my little daughter is very hard for me, the boredom of working has started to curb my days for the past few months, the fatigue I feel while taking care of Quenniera at night often makes me unable to concentrate at work. For the first time I felt such a heavy burden, on the one hand thinking about work, the business I started, taking care of children and stress thinking about my husband who was seduced by actors.***Inevitably I had to work again, this time I worked in a cooperative that worked together at the post office in my city. His work doesn't take up much time, and I know the manager very well, yes, he is Widya's best friend. Deciding to make a clothing business was not as easy as I imagined, especially when my household was in a mess I couldn't handle e
The boredom of life is bothering me more and more, the image of Rahman I must immediately erase in my mind, let it be if one day he chooses that woman over me and Queeniera. Yes I have to be alone first, I want to be alone even for a moment. Matured my intention to separate from Rahman.But before I go on vacation, I have to meet Febri first, so I have to apologize to him. And to be honest about what happened when I was in high school, why did I have to leave him in college. I heard from high school friends because Febri and I have not been able to move on and have a serious companion until now. I called him, Febri's house is not far from my office, it took me 10 minutes to pick him up."Sin get in the car.""Yes Feb, thank you.""Bump, why are you calling me, I haven't seen you in several years, where is your bodyguard, Sin?""Going to the sea with the actor Feb.""Seriously you Sin? Sintia, her husband was taken by the actor?”"Yes, why should you be surprised
One year I lived in honey, some said Rahman was just dating, some said Rahman had remarried behind my back. My career was ruined, my girl grew up without a father, Rahman still worked, he always left early in the morning and came home at midnight and almost dawn. My life is like hell. His nonchalant attitude disgusts me. Day by day he grew colder towards me, but towards Queeniera his affection was still the same.Gone is Rahman's romantic sense to me, who used to always be loyal to accompany my activities, now almost nothing at all. I go to work alone, have lunch with friends, go shopping, go to the salon. Rahman really doesn't care what I do and is getting more and more indifferent.Apart from working, I continue to pioneer my business at home, starting from a children's clothing store, cellphone accessories, cellphone credit, herbal medicines and so on. All these activities I do to get rid of my loneliness. Sometimes mom and Egi who always support me for business, there's no
Sintia has been hurt by Rahman for a long time, Sintia is already strong in deciding to divorce from Rahman. My body is getting thinner, the tears are gone, days and years. I go Rahman, live with him not me and your son. Today my heart is strong to say that.Every night Rahman came home late, always above 20.00 WIB, his body was wrinkled, the smell of gasoline and dust seemed to have been spent on a long trip. Where did he go, even though he wasn't working anymore. My friend who was in charge of following also gave the news that Rahman often came to his lover's boarding house. The further and daring they did, the more likely they were to have an unregistered marriage behind me. I want it to feel like I don't care and just close my eyes. But my heart can't feel it. Yes I will take care of my divorce soon, soon I will take care of it with my lawyer.I've been asleep since this afternoon, after Agus bought me medicine, at 21.00 pm Rahman startled me, he snapped at
Egi went to my house, I told him what had happened, that I had divorced from Rahman, and I told him all my troubled feelings. I want him to stay away from me, so that there is no slander in the environment. Egi shed tears, he told me if all time could be turned back to 2010 years ago."Why did everything have to end like this, Sis Egi has a replacement for you, her name is Natalie, my sister went out with her after you left and there is no news anymore. It's hard to forget you.""Yes, I'm sorry, Egi, sorry."“Sis Egi is really sincere about our relationship, now Egi wants to propose to Natalie but Mom forbids it because we are of different religions. At first, my sister wanted to try to explore our relationship again, maybe it won't be as easy as before getting the blessing of my mom and dad because of the widow's status. But big brother is trying to find the right reason to marry you later.""Yes, Egi, you understand that, so I really ask you to stay away from me first
I have entrusted Queeniera to my parents for three years in the village. I work around looking for a quiet word so as not to be disturbed by my ex-husband and the evil actor. My stepmother and stepfather looked older every time I visited and the old scars and sadness on their faces were evident. Obviously, it must be hard for them to think about the fate of my life which is not fine anymore.Now that I live and work in Jakarta, it's really hard, I never even imagined that long ago I had to be able to fight in a Metro Politan city full of crime, struggles in the world of work and for sure nothing is free here. I have to rent a boarding house, have to find my own food, and struggle to get to my own office in crowds on public transportation, both trains and buses. I don't have many friends because this is a new city that I stop by to find a new job and fortune.At the beginning of every month I always take the time to go home from Jakarta to Lampung just to see Queeniera's childr