
Mila continues to whine at Samsul to prevent Deni from leaving. But Samsul was still glued. I realized that his eyes had been closed all this time. He had no power to restrain the anger that was raging in his chest. Both hands clenched. Teeth crackling. So many questions he wanted to ask Mila and Deni right then and there.
But the situation and conditions are not supportive. Plus Deni with a pale face went in a hurry after leaving the key on the table.
"Den!!" Mila screeched to call Deni loudly.
But soon Samsul drags her out to bring her home.
While Deni has gone with his motor matic.
"Bah! Mama Pa!" Mila increasingly becomes overwhelmed Samsul with the actions of his wife who thrashed while shouting to call Deni.
The neighbors began to arrive one by one to see the events that were unfolding before their eyes. Making Samsul embarrassed and swiftly, Samsul smothered Mila's mouth and dragged him into the house.
"Sorry! My wife is relapsing!" bright Samsul with a reddened face in embarrassment.
Without many questions. Neighbors near his house. Just leave, saving a myriad of questions.
Mila continued to wriggle while crying asking Samsul to release his hand.
Samsul began to growl. He threw Mila's body on the bed.
"Shut up! Don'tdon't move! Shameful!" threatening Samsul pointed one finger at Mila's face.
Mila was sobbing while hiding her face behind a pillow.
"Bad! So it was true all along what Mang Ujang said yesterday! You must be playing with that crowd! Come ngaku!" samsul's wrath ruffled his waist in front of Mila.
"Papa's Witch! Don't just shut up!"
Samsul could no longer hold back his increasingly powerful heartbeat pumping his body. Blood boils. Mila who all this time, he believes and loves with all his body soul. So much to betray his love.
With a sigh, Mila tried to say something. But her breath seemed tight because she could not answer her husband's question.
Samsul did not think. How Mila was able to establish a relationship with a young man whose age was far adrift with his wife. Deni deserves to be his sister rather than his wife's affair.
"Don't cry! If you don't answer Papa's question! Means it's true. All this time Mama's been playing with fire in that crowd!" Samsul is getting angry.
Mila still did not answer Samsul's question. His crying became even more.
"Bad! Answer Papa! Mama's cheating on him?" snapped Samsul. The flower pot that was on the nightstand, Samsul threw towards Mila. Although he did not hurt his wife's face. Just venting his anger on the pot. Let his wife speak honestly.
"Ma, Ma, Mama didn't cheat Pa. Mama ha ..."
"Enough!" cut Samsul.
Samsul then threw his body down. Sitting on his knees while covering his face with both hands while crying.
"What's wrong, Papa, Ma?" jerit Samsul later.
Mila was still silent while looking at her husband wryly.
Her hands were trembling to hold the shoulder of her husband who was crying softly.
"Pa .. sorryin Mama .. " said Mila melirih.
Samsul raised his face and got up, walking hurriedly towards the closet to pick up something there. A holy book he put out. Then we kissed the holy book.
Mila stared at the astonishment of her husband's actions.
"Keep this in your head! Let's swear! That you never slept with that bastard" Samsul said, handing over the scriptures to Mila.
Mila's eyes widened to look at the book that was directed at her.His feet retreated a few steps while saying.
"Don't Pa, don't do it" Mila said shaking her face several times with flushed eyes.
"Let's swear on this holy book. That you are all mine. Hurry up!!" A flash of anger was clearly visible in Samsul's eyes to find his wife's rejection.
"Don't Pa. Mama please! Keep that thing!" shout Mila. His hands moved as if the holy thing would draw out his sinful mind.
Samsul was silent for a moment. Before he finally tried to calm down to face the bitter reality. He realized that his wife had gone far. The woman he had loved so much had the heart to burn the fire and the spark had now spread throughout his body and prepared to burn it.
Samsul's tears melted into his cheeks. Then the holy book was fastened to his chest.
"Yes Alloh .. forgive my wife's sin all this time .. and forgive also my sin that cannot take care of my wife properly .. hiks ... " lirih samsul threw his face up into the sky. Pleads with all your heart to the Divine.
Seeing husband. Mila's mind shattered into pieces. The man who wholeheartedly loved her and accompanied her for these few years. He was saddened by the sin he had been hiding all this time.
And that sin, finally revealed itself. Because of his love for Deni. He could not control his soul emotions seeing Deni's departure. And now, that sin has wounded her husband.
Several times Samsul wiped his tears that continued to break, before he finally stored the scriptures back in the closet.
Then Samsul sat on the edge of the bed with both hands clenched on either side of his body.
"Ma ... Did Mama ever think. Why all this time Papa banged bones. Going home early in the morning? This is all, Papa did it for Mama. Papa wants to give Mama a surprise on Mama's birthday. Every rupiah Papa collected for the sake of buying a car for Mama, as a birthday gift .. "samsul said with tears in his eyes.
Mila closed her eyes while squeezing her chest tightly. Perih and destroyed raging so one heard her husband's confession.
Samsul turned his head slowly to his wife who was leaning his body on the wall with tears that were relentlessly pounding his cheeks.
"Mama loves him?"
Although heavy. Samsul said that word. But he must be strong so that nothing else is hidden from his wife. Although bitter sounds the answer from his wife later. But he will try hard to face all the possibilities that occur. Even if it can be poison that his wife gave. He will continue to drink it.
Like that morning. Samsul wanted to hear with his own ears the statement of his wife.
"Jawab Ma's. Don't just shut up. Does Mama love him?"
Samsul bowed preparing himself to listen to what his wife answered.
indeed he did not expect Mila to do something that he did not know there once.did not all this time, he had done anything to make his wife happy. But why Mila was so hurt Samsul at that time. Having the silent attitude of his wife who did not want to explain about her relationship with young people named Deni was clear before his eyes. Mila and Deni are so familiar.