Grasping
The Part 77
Not lost yet, now comes a new trick. The heart is tired of counting the expectations that perch on the ceiling of the bed. I wish there was one hope I could hold onto. But what did I get? Vapidity.
The steep roads have been filled, longing to destroy me many times. Those memories are getting to me more and more. Makes me scream without a tone.
I burn in prayers that never reach the sky. And become the embers of anger, of despair. Thinning to my Lord. What am I wrong? What sins am I? Until the disaster in the heart does not go Kausudahi?
I'm tired ...
I give up ...
I resigned ...
You made the scenario for your servant.
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Setting foot in Sakky's house, Niar did not say much other than answering Mbok Jamu's question that worried him.
The woman who still looks limp borrowed a room of worship at the house of Mbok Jamu to calm down.
If only he returned to his house, the lonely woman could shed all tears. But he had promised Sakky that if there would be no more tears falling, he would forget about it. Although impossible, at least in front of Sakky and Mbok Jamu he will show kink even though his heart is shapeless.
"Oh God, Le. Obduk ayu-ayu why is his fate so huh? It's a pity," said Mbok Jamu felt concerned about the experience of Niar.
"Hem, Mbok. She must be very sad to see her ex-husband again hugged his wife. Niar until it fell to the ground, so cry. The man should have known that Niar was pregnant with his son. But seeing that they are both happy, it seems that it is better for Niar to stay here" Sakky said. "Not to be told" he said.
"Yes, Le. Mommy is angry too! Mbok thought he felt sorry for his future son, he needed affection and needed recognition from his father. But already know the man is so, so it is not sincere that Niar returned with his ex-husband. Later if it's born, let us help take care."
"We, Mbok? Including Sakky?"
"Come on, who else?"
"Kok Sakky, you know, Mbok!"
"Let you learn to be Fathers! I'm old don't do it."
"Later Mbok if Lilis broke up with her guy, try to apply for her to be your mistress. Now it's hard to 'slinding tackle'." Sakky.
"Lilis, Lilis, Lilis! Curly hair you like 'likes', like no other girl!"
"But he's the best in our village, Mbok. Bihinol!" Sakky chuckles.
"Oh, your eyes are beautiful! Look, Mbok won't give you his blessing if you bring him here!"
"No, Mbok! Joking doang!" That man loves to fuck his mother. When the mother was upset and moved her lips to a long nag, Sakky was blown away. Mbok Jamu was never really angry, he and his son won had their own way to strengthen their relationship as a child and mother.
"Opo 'what' Fatty so stay here?" mbok asked Jamu to turn serious.
"When she goes home, Sakky is afraid that Niar will get sick. Said midwife, he had to rest a total of 3 days, should not stress because of the mind. If alone, surely all night will cry continuously."
"Yes-yes, if you go home Genduk will be sad because the mind continues. Yo wes 'yeah' let Niar nginap first here. You report back there with Mr. Komari, afraid to violate the rules if we don't report."
"Heeh, yes, Sakky forgot to report with Mr. RT. Yes already, Sakky go first, then let all of you go to Alfa to buy pregnant milk again. Asem, already bought expensive even fell. Fortunately, the bonus money from the boss is still. So, Sakky's still got money left." Sakky stands up and goes into his room to pick up the keys and jacket, after which he is seen out riding his bike.
Mbok Jamu went to the kitchen, all checking Niar, whether it was finished complaining to the Creator or still getting closer to asking for strength.
"Sir, is it finished?"
"Let's eat first, keep drinking obate."
Niar exhaled a long breath by following the middle-aged mother's footsteps.
"Mbok just cook vegetable coconut milk mixed with pumpkin. If the side dish is fried oncom, same salted fish," explained Mbok Jamu by guiding Niar to sit.
"What's wrong, Mbok. That's even good." Niar smile.
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Yusha must swallow disappointed when he does not manage to find Niar. The man returned to the hotel where he was staying, but was surprised by the presence of Sheli sitting on the edge of the bed. The woman was wearing thin lingerie. Lips are polished red color, as if challenging for you mat. The golden-colored wave hair was let loose, as if giving Yusha a chance to get rid of behind the ears.
But what was Yusha's reaction? The man actually melengos and breezed towards the bathroom without reprimanding without approaching.
Sheli exhaled a rough breath, again he was angered by Yusha's increasingly changing attitude.
By the time Yusha had finished cleaning himself, the man came out of the bathroom already wearing short khaki pants. Then walk towards the dressing table to tidy up her long hair.
"Yusha, you think I'm a ghost? My whereabouts are not you at all," said Sheli began the conversation.
"That's your own assumption! If you're like a ghost, I can't see you" Yusha replied lightly without switching.
"You know, I followed you here because I wanted to tell you. I've stopped being a model and more likely to want you to be a obedient wife."
Yusha's movements stopped, finally the man turned to look at Sheli. "really?"
Sheli nodded fully, then smiled widely. "I've also broken up to stop the KB program so that we soon have children." The woman got up and hugged Yusha.
Yusha was silent not to return Sheli's embrace, nor did he refuse. But there is something different.
Isn't this what I wanted? This is what sheli always demands? He should have been happy, he should have embraced Sheli with a love hug. However, again the man was confused by his own feelings which have now changed not wanting anything from the woman. I want good news from other women. Is not he now the one who is evil? He who has no heart and breaks two hearts.
"You're just diem? You're not cool?" sheli asked sulking as Yusha did not respond to anything.
"Happy. Of course I'm happy," Yusha replied, hiding the truth of his heart. The man put on a fake smile in front of Sheli.
"That, dong! Tomorrow we return to Jakarta, I have made an appointment with the doctor to remove the contraception. After that we'll have a cute baby like you want."
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*Oncom: mushroom tempeh made from peanut butter (rubber of peanuts that have been taken oil) is often mixed with tofu pulp; tapioca pulp and mushrooms with oncom mushrooms or with round yeast; monalia cytophila
Hayo ... Who changed direction with Mas Sakky? He is sweet, even though he only works at a furniture store. He's also good, attention only sometimes. Some more parts will skip mei yes, so the chapters are not mostly and cepet end.
Thank you for being faithful here. Sorry if it is complicated in arranging the dialogue or narrative. I'm not tired of learning to serve better.