Duda But Perjaka
Chapter 35

Pain, pain in a row. That's what Chaca feels. This is the first time Chaca has expressed her feelings. And the first time he got a hard slap on the cheek by his mother. Pain in the cheek can still disappear, but not with his heart.

Already wounded sprinkled with salt anyway. Perih, the incident will be recorded clearly in the memory of his brain. Until whenever.

Still holding her cheek, Chaca raised her head. Trying to glance at the silent Alice by touching her numb hand. Her eyes were empty, her tears falling down her cheeks.

Without saying anything, Chaca ran up the stairs. He opened the door and closed the room very hard.

He slammed his body on the bed. Then cry as hard as possible but muted with a pillow. He screamed, roared until he pleased.

"What have I done?" alice sat on the sofa. Staring at his reddened palm. "Sorry Mommy, Cha" he said, cupping his face with both hands. Both of his shoulders were shaking with his cries. Really, he fell into a vortex of deepest regret.

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Meanwhile, Gandhi was driving at a moderate speed. Mind wandered. The image of Chaca crying full of disappointment kept spinning in her head.

Several times he almost hit another driver. Eventually they reached home safely.

He stepped gontai, the house was deserted. Because it's almost night. Mother who realized his arrival, immediately ran over when entering the door of the house.

"Gan, Chaca?" ask Mommy impatiently while touching his arm.

Gandhi just nodded. "We pray first, Bun. Already azan," Gandhi asked to continue his steps to the room.

There she found Ayu removing her makeup in front of a small dressing table. His eyes squinted when he saw Gandhi enter without knocking on the door.

"Can you, if you come in, knock on the door first?" ayu said glaringly staring at Gandhi's reflection from the mirror.

Gandhi's forehead puckered deeply, until the folds on his forehead were clearly visible. He stepped while shaking his waist. Stop right behind Ayu. They exchanged glances through the mirror. Gandhi's body ducks, right in Ayu's ears. Makes the woman slightly lean her body to the side.

"Who did you forget this room?" the whispers are full of emphasis.

Ayu rolled her eyes lazily, "I'm your wife. It should all be mine now!" said Ayu.

"Whatever." Only one word was said. He took a towel and took a bath outside the room. Do not forget to bring the koko shirt and scabbard.

A few minutes passed, Gandhi and all the residents of the orphanage except Ayu, had gathered in a large enough room. It could be called a musholla in that home.

They are preparing to perform congregational prayers. As usual Gandhi became his priest. He turned around asking to straighten out the shaf.

"Where is your wife, Gan?" ask Mother dantingukan.

"Capek said, Ma'am," answered Gandhi lazily.

Although clucking annoyed, but Santi obeyed him. He rolled up, then walked into Gandhi's room.

"Tokay! Geck! Geck!"

"Bak, let's pray for worshippers. Everyone wait" Santi said after knocking on the door.

"You guys go first!" sahut Ayu without opening the door.

"Mother asked, Ma'am," added Santi again.

"Oh, no, no. I will pray by myself!" he still plays the phone on the bed that is not too soft.

"Bodo very, ah!" santi's grouse came back upset.

Arriving at the musholla, all eyes were on Santi who was alone. He seems to be a suspect in one case. "He doesn't want to, Bun. He said he wanted to pray by himself" explained Santi before there were any more questions. Finally they immediately run it without Ayu.

After praying, Mother and Gandhi remained in the room. Gandhi twisted his body, kissing the middle-aged woman's palm. They sit facing.

Mother then gave some encouragement so that Gandhi could lead his wife to the right path. Even if there is no love in their relationship. Marriage is not a game. There's a big responsibility that this man now carries. Not just in front of people, but in front of God.

"God willing, Bun," answered Gandhi lowered his head. In her head was still filled with Chaca, Chaca and Chaca.

He went back to the room. Finding the woman who had become his wife was still scattered on the mattress. The man placed the peci on a nail that stuck to the wall.

"You don't pray first?" he said he suppressed his ego and feelings.

Ayu only glanced at a glance, straightened her seat and said, "Mas, you don't have your own home what? We are married. Want to stay rame-rame gini anyway? I don't like anyone else interfering in our household!"

Gandhi took a long breath. He rubbed his face violently. 'This is a bitch. Where it was at midnight anyway. Duh, astagfirullah, ' Gandhi murmured in his heart.

"Kok diem anyway? Don't have it? What do you keep doing, Mom? Yesterday if it is not wrong you become a manager in a company. Iyuu... Just manager. My boyfriend used to be a director" the woman said heartlessly.

Both Gandhi's hands were firmly clenched. Molars tightened. Emotions have spread to the crown. He then punched a wooden nightstand nearby.

The thunderous sound made Ayu jump in shock. He ventured to look at the two Gandhi beads that blocked the anger.

"You?" point Gandhi right in Ayu's face.

"Gandhi's? What's up, son?" Mother's voice from outside the room followed by a knock on the door made her lower her hand again.

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