DISPUTE OF HEART
You Made My Life Hard

“Ambilin knitting tool I Bi, I want to make a good sweater for Briyan” he said with sparkling eyes.

“Good Non” Bi Inah soon passed, fulfilling the Miss's orders.

The hours of twitching with needles and threads did not make Asha tired at all, the girl instead looked so happy, occasionally humming lightly, occasionally receiving a feeding feed from Bi Inah, so eager to do her job, so much so, the girl forgot the time, forgot to eat, so Bi Inah had to intervene to bribe her. Several times his finger was pricked by a needle, but Asha did not care, the girl continued her work happily.

Two days passed, but the girl still did not finish her work, knit sweater in black and white it looks so suitable for Briyan, the girl was more sparkling when her work was almost complete, only one more day the girl was sure she could do it.

Asha, the girl in addition to school in formal school, also took sewing classes, the girl's dream is to become a designer, like her late mother, who can create a lot of good clothes for others. A little bit of the girl had started to be able to sew clothes, although still amateurish. Several times the girl gave her work to Briyan, but obviously the man immediately refused. Even the first work that the girl created was of course Briyan's shirt.

During these three days the girl had even only slept for a few hours just so that her reward for Briyan would be finished soon.

“Should be, today Briyan is at home right? Hoho .. I will give it now” the girl immediately went to the husband's house.

When she arrived at the yard of her husband's family home, the girl stopped her steps when she saw Briyan who had just come down from the motorcycle, the girl immediately screeched and ran to get ready to hug Briyan who looked so tired.

“Ayang! Kangeeennn” girl immediately wrestled spoiled on Briyan's burly arm, because previously the girl had been warned not to touch Briyan's body other than the hand.

“Aaan anyway? Don't you see I'm tired of just coming home from school?!” the man immediately snapped, throwing Asha's hand as usual.

“Any tired huh? I'm a pijitin well?” Asha blinked her eyes repeatedly.

“Lo is budek does not understand Indonesian anyway? I don't want to disturb you!” Briyan went straight to her house, leaving Asha running after her.

“Ayang, wait! I have a gift for you!” Briyan stopped his steps suddenly, making Asha's steps also stop, the girl's head hit Briyan's sturdy back. Asha's eyes blinked repeatedly, a smile etched on her pretty face.

“Lo is why? Huh uh?! Can't you, huh? Didn't disturb my life once?” Briyan again raised her tone, making Asha blink her eyes repeatedly.

“Ayang, I just want to say this” the girl thrust paper bag results of her hard work for three days and three nights on Briyan.

“Gue not needed! I don't care!” Briyan snatched the paper bag from Asha's hand and threw it to the side, until about the flower vase that perched beautifully on the table, the vase immediately fell to cause a loud sound, typical of broken glass.

“Ahhhkk!!” Asha who was shocked immediately closed both ears, the girl shook violently, her eyes glazed, looked at Briyan disappointedly, when she glanced at his sweater directly out of the paper bag, and then looked at Briyan, and now it's lying on a shard of shard.

BRRAAKK!!!

The door closed in full force, causing Asha to screech in fear, the girl to screech on the floor, sobbing bitterly, and then trying to stand up to reach back for the sweater she painstakingly made.

Getting rid of the shard in the sweater, and holding it in love, her hands still trembling in fear, the girl walked over to Briyan's tightly closed room, then keep the black and white sweater in front of the door, keep a small note on it that he had previously written, then turn the body intend to go home.

“Job!” Briyan was still cursing in the room there, she had seen how Asha was shocked at her snapping, the man angrily punched the wall beside her, then threw his bag in any direction. Entering the bathroom, then watering his hot head with cold water.

While Asha, the girl went home empty-eyed, walked slowly to her room, even the greeting from Bi Inah He was not harris, the woman was deaf, she was feeling the pain in her heart.

“I made all that with great difficulty” muttered to himself, staring at his own reflection in the mirror, looking at his beautiful face, which other men thought was perfect, but not for Briyan, everything looks bad in the eyes of that man.

“AAHHKK” the girl slammed the mirror in front of her with objects that were nearby.

“You are evil Briyan!” his screams were frustrated, his anger continued with a non-playful overflow, the girl brutally scrambled her entire room, until now her room was like a broken ship, she said, his feet and hands did not escape the scratches of the shard that hit him.

Meanwhile, out there Bi Inah was pounding on the door of Asha's room which was locked from the inside. The old woman was immediately anxious when a deafening sound came from inside.

“Non, open the door Non, this is Bibi.” Bi Inah continued to pound tirelessly, but no matter how much Bi Inah called, her call remained unanswered.

***

‘Sorry to make Ayang angry, but this sweater I made three days and three nights without rest, this sweater will accompany Ayang if Ayang stay up late studying for the test, in use ya’

Briyan let out a heavy sigh while reading the writing on the small note that was on top of the sweater lying on the floor in front of her room, the man was really annoyed to get the attention of Asha.

“Hhhhh ..” the man again sighed to remove his frustration.

“Why the hell do you have to be like gini?” instantly, Asha's teary eyes filled her eyes, but the man did not want to care, there was no love for the girl, there is only hatred because the girl has taken away all the freedom dreamed of by her.

“Lo has made my life difficult” hiss Briyan while throwing the sweater on her bed.