
The night is silent. The snoring of the night bug is still singing. Restless heart can not be covered, present in the mind to haunt.
Not tonight restlessly approached, because since his departure, the tranquility of my soul has disappeared.
The man was agitated at the thought of Niar, until he was carried to his subconscious and disturbed his sleep. His sharp bead was suddenly awake. Sweat splashed adorn a handsome face wrapped grimly.
Yusha immediately got up from the bed and headed for the bathroom. Before long it had come out with the wet ends of the hair. Glancing at the bed, the wife was still sound with her dreams. The man did not go back to sleep, just continued to step towards the balcony of the room.
When the door opened, the night wind greeted the entire body, inflicting an immeasurable cold even as if translucent to the bones.
The man wearing only a T-shirt put two elbows to rest on the edge of the balcony barrier. Moving eye beads look for beautiful objects to look at. Find a picture of the moon shining full. The pitch-black sky was studded with thousands or even billions of stars. The night wind roared. But unable to bargain his agitation.
"Huft ...." The man took a long breath. Worrying, now the feeling is really paved with worry. As if it is difficult to choose to stay to find Niar or come home with Sheli, a woman who used to be very charming, but now seems ordinary.
"My life has never been so bad! Because of the crazy idea from Sheli, I was in this situation. Confused by my own feelings. Could it be that what Reo said was true? My heart has moved? But Sheli? How should I be with him? There's no way I'll suddenly end this marriage, it'll all get worse! Ahhhh ...." Yusha screeched restrained. He was afraid to wake Sheli up.
Like a coward who hides without being able to face. Complicated. What feels too complicated to describe. He had no solution to solve the riddle of his own heart.
•
The woman with the heart of the nelangsa looked up at the sky, tears never receding from a few hours ago. Still faithfully accompany his wound.
Tonight is more painful than last night. The heart stoned reality, bleeding, so painful.
Never imagined and never asked to be reunited in such circumstances.
I'm here tortured this feeling, yet you're there decorated happily. I'm stupid, stupid my feelings, still craving even though I know you can never hold. God, take this pain. Take this lara. I can't afford it.
Why is his love grown, when it is finally unrequited?
Why does the longing not also disappear, even more slashing the heart?
Did He never mourn my birth, always doom the pain?
Tok ... tok ...!!!
The knock of the door leaf spread his reflection, Niar rubbed his face to clean the rest of the tears.
"Mdude?" Niar was surprised Mbok Jamu had been standing in front of the door. "Is Niar noisy until we wake up, Mbok?"
"No. Mbok was asleep. But Sakky woke up Mbok."
"Mas Sakky?" confused Niar.
"You must have trouble sleeping? Sakky told Mbok to make your nemenin."
"Liar is okay, Mbok."
"You always say it's okay, but the truth is you're crying alone. Come on, Mbok memenin you until you can sleep. Let's not think of him."
Niar allowed Mbok Jamu to enter his room. He was thinking with Sakky, how did the young man know if he had not slept? Do you even know if he is crying? Though the room occupied is not directly adjacent to Sakky's room, but blocked with Mbok Jamu's room.
•
Morning time.
Sakky was ready with his clothes on. The man carried the package and thrust in front of Niar.
Niar looked at the package that was offered and then turned to look at Sakky.
"Homemade. Last night I bought it again, but when you went home you were asleep. I don't feel good waking up" said Sakky, answering Niar's confusion.
"Don't you know I don't sleep until midnight?" cetus Niar's.
The young man smiled faintly, unwilling to answer and turned to take the plate for breakfast.
Niar observed Sakky's movements, then sat down before the young man. "Thank you, yeah, Mom. I'll change it later, "he said he didn't want to extend Sakky's question.
"It's just relaxing." Sakky saw Niar for a moment. "Today, don't go to the store" he forbade.
"But I'm saturated if only at home continue."
"Don't want a midwife?"
"When I'm home, I'll keep thinking." Niar did not elaborate, the young man who was playing with his plate must know the meaning of the answer.
"If you go to the store wait for the Mbok to come home mider, let Mbok help you take care of the store."
"Pity Mbok is tired of traveling, still have to help Niar keep the store."
"Or am I a leave permit to help you keep the store, if you feel bad about the Mbok?"
Niar looks at Sakky's face, just as Sakky also looks towards him. Their gaze met for a few seconds until Sakky turned to the dining table in front of him. Both are awkward when they accidentally look at each other.
From last night Niar guessed Sakky's attention. The young man was very kind and paid more attention. Couldn't the young man think anything else?
"No need, Mas. If it were the same, I would have taken it."
"Your current state must indeed trouble others. You can't go through it all alone, you can't keep him alone. Don't bet him on it, for your sake of disdain for us. We sincerely help you. Don't worry," said Sakky seriously. He is the son of Niar.
"I'm so scared of Mas and Mbok. I'm a nobody, but my presence troubles you a lot. Sorry," said Niar not so good.
"Weh ... tumben your talk really, Le? Opo 'cause Mbok's a tiwul, so your brain is watered down." Jamu said from the kitchen door.
"Biuh Mbok! What does it have to do with tiwul with a diluted brain? Sakky hasn't eaten his tiwul?"
Mbok Jamu chuckled, then joined sitting with them. Not responding to Sakky, but switching to Niar. "What Sakky said earlier, Nduk. You don't have to worry about us. We sincerely help you. You're gonna have a hard time getting through your day by yourself, consider us your family so you're not burdened with condolence."
"Thank you, Ma'am, for your kindness. May Allah repay you with mercy and reward." Niar's teary eyes stared at Mbok Jamu and Sakky alternately. I don't know what happens if he doesn't meet them, maybe he can't rise from the slump.
"Amale ...."