Grasping
The Part 67

The handbooks were bleached due to the fists getting stronger. The pain in the palm of his hand was not comparable to the pain of his heart. Restless anxiety, pent-up anger that does not know how to be channeled. He hides everything on his own, without being able to share it with anyone. Only Reo knew how he felt, but that wasn't entirely true either.

The days are getting messy, the fun is gone. Her happiness went nowhere. Now there is a soul-tiring dispute. He wants to stop, but doesn't know what to start.

Women who used to be very loved are no longer the same, changing with time. It is not the body that changes, but the heart and its feelings that begin to feel foreign.

"You've really changed, Yusha." The bold gaze that had been shown a minute later had changed heartily. The woman began to show sobs.

"Say, Shel! I changed how?"

"Are you not in love with me? Love changed?"

"Aren't those questions I should have asked you? During our marriage, all your wishes have been shared, including big lies and crazy ideas that have to drag on innocent women. And have you ever thought of me? My wish? Have you ever shown your love? Maybe I used to misinterpret my race to you, which is limited to naf su but I mean love. Obsessions I don't understand bring us together without understanding each other." Yusha's wide length exposes his disappointment.

The sobbing woman looked stunned, not expecting Yusha to dare say such a sentence. "Yu-Yusha ..," Sheli called out. Yusha's gaze shifted. Among the heartless but there are disappointments that are also felt.

"We are not ABGs who must attach importance to each other's wishes. We are committed, you should remember and learn what should be prioritized in establishing a household. If you're still selfish with your pleasure, I don't know anymore ...," Yusha said. He did not want to elaborate, letting Sheli decipher the piece of the sentence.

"What do you mean, don't know anymore?"

"I think you know what I mean."

"You really turned weird! How far does the village woman wash your mind? Are you starting to like him and now you want to dump me? Huh uh?"

Yusha smiled sinisterly and threw a straight forward look. Breathe in air and throw it away slowly. "Just talk about someone else! It's about us, not about Niar or anyone else. And I'm not talking about Jerry, who you called his name last night. Niar's gone not knowing where, do you still blame him?"

"She just went home, and you could've gone to that woman without my knowledge."

"Newly realize if you often accuse as you like. Speak without thinking. And just so you know, she's not coming home, she's gone somewhere."

"Hoo ... You know a lot about the village woman?" search Sheli.

"Here you go, there will be no end to it. Your language is spreading everywhere. Now it's up to you what you want. I'm tired, I don't know what else to do. Not even if you think of me as your husband. I'm still hiding everything. About mama and papa blaming Niar for your incitement, I was still silent, I hope you can improve your attitude. But it's getting outrageous. How now? What do you want?" challenge Yusha who is now at the limit of his patience.

"Why do you ask that? I want you to be like you used to be. Gave me an abundance of love, loving me with all my soul. And I want you to be the same as you were, always supportive of my decisions."

"Just be selfish. I can't. I have decided, from now on you must follow my wishes. Leave your job and start your role as my wife. One more year we're married, are you going to stay like this? When can I have offspring if you are always busy. If you're always selfish."

"The descendants are all that you speak of! Is there nothing else? For a long time you are like your name, always demanding about descent!" hiss Sheli with restrained.

"From here I seem to know your thoughts. It seems that you are the one who does not want to give birth to my offspring!"

"Your subject. Most importantly, I gave you a choice. Think carefully, if you choose your career and ego, maybe for a while we have to introspect ourselves by staying apart."

"Seriously that?" sheli asked with widening eyes.

"Do you consider this a trivial thing?"

•

Today assisted by Mbok Jamu and Sakky, Niar looking for a small field to open his business. The plan starts tomorrow he will complain of fate as a seller of knick-knacks as well as clothing typical of the area.

"Sir, aren't you tired? From there pacing and pacing arrange the goods," said Mbok Jamu.

Niar shook his head with a smile, showing a look of pleasure. "No, Mbok. Niar is more excited."

"Hem .. but think also of your womb, your fetus is still vulnerable, Nduk."

"Yes, Mbok. If you feel tired, Niar will rest."

'O Allah, may my efforts bring forth a baroque sustenance. Bring sustenance also for this child-to-be, ' Inner Niar. His right hand was raised to stroke his flat belly, but a few months would expand as the perfect fetus grew.

After all the items are neatly arranged into a storefront. Now go home. But Niar asked permission for much longer because he wanted to enjoy the sunset. Finally Mbok Jamu assigned Sakky to accompany Niar, guarding the woman until no danger could come close.

"Are you a big favorite beachside walk?"

"From small places I always wanted to visit was the beach. I guess the beach is a wonderful place for us to spend the rest of the fun."

"Different from me, I'm bored, because from childhood I've been playing with this place."

"Let's sit there, Mas, it looks beautiful to watch the twilight disappear!" bring Niar.

Sakky followed Niar's steps towards the rock on the beach. The two of them sat together with a stretch of distance separating.

Niar observed the orange clouds that began to blend with other colors, to create a charming blend.

Both of them lock their mouths, the sound of wind and boisterous children playing on the beach is more dominant.

Every now and then Sakky steals a glance at Niar, his heart getting weird every time he is alone with her. Heartbeats faster with a feeling of pleasure to be able to look at her beautiful smile. Ah, what is this feeling? Couldn't that be a feeling of liking?

In contrast to Sakky, Niar's heart and mind just wandered to remember the figure who did not want to disappear. Missing, he grew tired of revealing that one word. In fact, that miss never arrived.