Grasping
The Part 61
The heart is still covered with thick and sticky, not once stretched or lost. It's pitch-dark. The thickets fret not even subside even more torturing the body.
About the payoda glow that is no longer beautiful, covered in cloudy that does not go away.
The pain that Niar felt was more and more mired, however he was, Yusha's shadow did not want to pull over. Stay in the memory. Although he was busy with his move to occupy a new contract, did not make the pregnant woman calm down. It is precisely restless when suddenly wanting something without being able to be delayed.
As of this moment, as soon as it crossed the empty grounds embedded with the mango tree, Niar swallowed his hard-earned saliva. I want to eat and eat immature fruit.
"Sir, why?" asked Mbok Jamu when he saw Niar stopped stepping and continued to look at the mango tree across the road.
"What's wrong, Mbok," replied Niar hiding his wish. He is reluctant to trouble the Sakky family again. Today Sakky was ordered to take a day off and help Niar move. Although only moving to the side of the house, it still requires the help of a man to move heavy items. Like wood cabinets and other household appliances.
Until entering the house does not make Niar lose his taste about young mangoes, it is increasingly wanting to taste the sour fruit. He looked out from behind the glass, imagining how fresh the young mango hanging on a tall tree was.
Secretly Mbok Jamu watched Niar, his old forehead frowning confused to see Niar never leaving from the side of the glass window.
"Sir, what do you want? Is there something you want?" Mbok Jamu who could not stand his curiosity, asked Niar again.
Sakky who was compiling a folding chair and table ignored her mother's conversation with Niar. The young man remained focused on completing the task and afterwards would make use of the time off to enjoy the beach view. That's the plan.
"Sakky, here, Le," call Mbok Jamu.
"Ngopo 'what', Mbok?" The young man replied but did not move.
"Hes ... here used to," repeated Mbok Jamu.
Sakky is forced to leave the table unfinished. He walked over to his mother who was standing next to Niar.
"Nduk Niar cravings young mango, please take it, yes" told Mbok Jamu.
"Well, that's a little bit, Mbok. Doesn't it hurt to eat a pregnant woman's stomach?" Sakky frowned looking at Niar's flat stomach.
"Pregnant women are amazing, Le. Although eating a new mango as big as guava will not make stomach pain. Cravings like this are natural. In the past, when the Mbok cravings you, Mbok wants frog meat. That's why you like to snore."
"Elah Mbok, don't bring crooked why? Sakky's ashamed to know." Sakky grumbled.
"Yowes, to, so a spit of young mango takein for the Fatty, afraid of his son's ileran if not obeyed." Mbok Jamu re-ruled.
"Hist ... the tree is tall again," lamented Sakky moved with ogah-ogahan.
"Mas Sakky, don't take young mango for me. Later let me take it myself," prevent Niar. He felt unwell continuously bothering the good young man.
"What's wrong, let Sakky take it." Sakky answered at the door. The man was wearing footwear.
"You pinjem pole where Pakde Parnyoto aja, Le," said Mbok Jamu.
"The loss of Mr. Parnyoto was taken to the garden to take coffee, Mbok. Sakky was papasan with Bude Sarinten."
"What's wrong, Mbok, let Sakky climb. Counting for 2 more months of rock climbing practice." Sakky chuckles with passing.
"Any race never wins. The side of the cracker eating race also won the 10th champion. You little boy ...," Mbok Jamu's grunts ushered in Sakky's departure.
Niar laughs little, children and mothers who sometimes argue but love each other.
An hour to fix things, but the young man who went to pick the mango had not come. Niar and Mbok Jamu waited while telling her about the experience of pregnancy. Niar is still silent, does not want to tell a long story. Naming Yusha's name, made his heart ripple again. Every time I remember the man, I feel stuck when he has to be pregnant without the husband's assistance. But this is his choice, he does not want to bring up and does not want to deepen regret. Which is over let it be over. That supposition.
Sounds a series of steps, it turns out Sakky has returned with a lot of mangoes and looks hidden behind his ugly T-shirt.
"For a long time, Le," Mbok Jamu said.
"A lot of ants, Mbok. Gatel if bite."
"I'm sorry, Mas. Ngerepotin gini," as Niar looked at Sakky with a look of silence.
"If it be sincere, Le. No, Nduk is so sad. Not good for the prospective child, if often sad."
"Because, husband is not. Why would Sakky bother, anyway, Mbok? Yes, sincerely not sincere, how else," said Sakky.
"Udah Nduk, do not need to be served he is his son, like grumbling," Mbok Jamu told Niar. He went to the kitchen to get a knife and wash the mangoes.
After returning, it turns out Mbok Jamu all make sambal for rujak. Niar's eyes sparkled to see the dishes that looked very tempting. Spit water until it wants to drip because it is impatient to eat it immediately.
While Sakky actually closed his eyes, it was painful to see the mango fruit which is still white. Looks very sour.
"Well, this must be a lot, Mbok," said Niar. He took one small piece of mango and poked it over sambal rujak. When entering eating young mangoes, the cravings mother did not feel sour in the least. It looks like chewing bread. Sakky and Mbok Jamu shuddered in pain. The mother and son were just spectators without even trying.
"Mbok, it's all done, right? Sakky permission to the beach, yes ... mumpung holiday."
"Yoh, karepmu 'yes, it's up to you."
"Mas Sakky's going to the beach? Not far, Mum?" asked Niar enthusiastically.
"Why? Emang Mbak not heard the sound of the waves to dengeran up here?" Sakky stared strangely at Niar. Though without being explained should already know if the beach is only a few dozen meters away. Because the sound of waves was heard to the village they lived in. "Don't tell me you want to 'follow' too?" sakky squinted his eyes.
Niar stumped a smile.
"Heh, why is my life overshadowed by Mbak continues, nih. Want to relax on the beach just have to ngajak Mbak. So call her husband, let someone take care of her," Sakky continued.
The smile on Niar's lips slowly faded away. Husband? The husband said like sharp fangs that again tore his heart until it felt painful.
If the marriage was normal, he would definitely go back to Yusha and tell him the situation. However, the people of the past did not want his union with Yusha. He better live alone.