Grasping
The Part 57

The universe will not lie about the boisterous omens of one's storyline. He never misses leaving the night wind with his rustling voice.

Likewise, the thick of the night never tired of offering a gap to complain. The moonlight pendulum always managed to seduce the plaintive turn into an idol.

Inner wounds that have not been treated have been stacked with new wounds. Even more painful when the fragile streak of fate returned happy to approach.

Under the moonlight, faithful tears accompanied his journey. Two nights without her. Real hard.

Niar did not turn to the moonlight which timidly revealed its entirety. Hallucinations guided his shadow aside in the night sky. This is what it hurts, remembering you. Missing without being able to meet.

"Le, where did you meet ayu but pathetic, anyway? How, like, you're having a hard time?" ask Mbok Jamu to Sakky. They observed Niar from inside the house. While Niar sat on the lacquer 'long bench made of bamboo'.

"On the road of big market, Mbok. I don't know, Sakky didn't feel like he was hitting her, but suddenly he just fainted. A lot of people were watching, they told Sakky to take responsibility, yes, I took him to the hospital. Rather than Sakky entering Hotel Prodeo, it could ruin my future."

"Oh, pity yo, Le. He's like that depressed. Eh, wait! Lah, you want to be taken to the Hotel Prodeo instead of seneng why do not even want?"

"Yes kale Mbok, where there's this son of a bitch in prison. The Mbok, it's weird."

"Loh, the prison? The Mbok thought to the real hotel." surprised Mbok Jamu.

"Mbok, when is Pakde Bakri's rented house empty? Let the mama move in soon?"

"Say two more days. Why, to? Let's stay with us, pity."

"It's not good with your nyinyir neighbor, Mbok. Afraid of the ngegibahin. Tau ndiri if they have gathered ants, uh .. get together ngerubungin vegetable, maxutnya. They like shiny, all the people of Alon-Alon Kulon will not be absent for their materials. From the already circumcised to his circumcised father will also be in rumpiin. Well ... even though they get together once a week, right."

"Hust ... opo to by the way? You forget, who's this mbokmu? Grant leader! Do you like to call the mothers of nyinyir for a crowd? Take it easy, you're Mbok's son, they won't dare to gibahin you."

Sakky patted the forehead. "Astagfirullah, Sakky forgot the Mbok mah their leader," he said in a joking tone.

"Oh .. ndue Thole kok ngono men 'have a boy really so'."

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Backward time 2 days to back.

Brak ...

The door leaf was forcefully smashed to the point of shaking the sides.

"God ... Yush! Are you interested in it anyway?" peekkik Sheli's. Women who are cool lying on a soft bed should wake up suddenly.

Yusha stood in front of the door with a sharp and horrifying look. Even Sheli was a little bit horrified to see it.

"I-I don't know," sheli turned her eyes away in fear of Yusha's increasingly gruesome eyes.

Yusha gripped angrily. He knew something was covered by Sheli. "What did you say to Mama?"

"I didn't say anything. Come on, you don't judge me. You don't think Niar can make mistakes!"

"Explain the incident. How, Mama can tell that I made Niar my second wife?"

"That's all Niar's fault! Just came over and talked about your marriage. He said he wanted a divorce, and maybe just like that Mama was nguping at the door, so know everything, deh."

"Is that?" Yusha looked at Sheli's face which turned nervous.

"I-yes, be-so,"

"I can't believe a word from one side. I should have asked Niar, too, but ...." Yusha fell silent, his words were left just like that. Niar's reality is gone. Leaving invisible but still visible traces.

"But what? But he's gone?" sahut Sheli changed annoyed, "good, right, if he was not in this house. There he is or is not, his existence is also useless."

Yusha shook his head in disbelief. "Is this the other side of you, Sheli? You don't have the heart!" Yusha's emotions started to rise again. More and more days, aware of the behavior of his first wife who increasingly shows a selfish side and does not want to understand others.

"Enough Yusha! The more your attitude changes. Or, are you exposed to Niar's incitement to change and constantly cornered me? Don't you trust me anymore, with Sheliana Rebbeca the wife you love the most. Why is it only because women are not important that you are angry is not clear? You've never been like this before, Yusha. We just got into an argument about nothing important!"

"I should ask, why are you like this, Sheli? Constantly selfish. Justifying your own way of thinking. Now there are others who bear the brunt of your selfishness. What was Niar's mistake? Don't pantes you treat him like that. I told you, appreciate him. Which woman would be made like her. You don't know what kind of life Niar is going through. Even more pathetic than homeless."

"OKAY. We're stopping the discussion about Niar. Listen to me, Niar doesn't exist. We have nothing to do with this woman. So stop talking about him. There is a relationship we will continue to debate. Let's just say the girl was never here. We're back to our early marriage. Okay, babe?"

Yusha is getting clueless with Sheli. It seemed that one by one the shortcomings of Sheli began to appear. Even more obvious if the woman does not have feelings of compassion even with fellow women.

The attitude shown further increased Yusha's suspicions. The man was sure, there was something that Sheli had done.

Lazy to continue the debate. Yusha turned around and almost stepped out. But Sheli asked. "Where are you going?"

"Wherever the origin of my belly button is a little lost," Yusha replied a little ketus.

"Yusha, don't you miss me tonight?"

"No." After refusing firmly. The man started leaving his room with Sheli.

"Fuck you, Yusha. Make my mood bad!"

Women wearing thin nightgowns and *** it grabbed the phone and dialed a number that was very memorized to the outside of the head. Calling someone to get rid of his frustration.