
“You sure you want to see him?” the mother looked at her daughter who was leaving.
“Yakin, Mom. Jelita just wanted to ask something that still stuck in Jelita's heart until now. Pray for Jelita, Mak.”
“Mamak always prays for you, Darling. Don't stay there long!” Jelita nodded then kissed her hands and hugged her tightly. “Jelita darling Mamak. Sorry because Jelita has not been able to make Mamak happy, yes.”
“Why do you say that. Mama will always love you more than anything and seeing you happy, Mamak will also be happy. We can build a better and beautiful life after this.”
“Amin!” jelita said then switched to hug the grandmother.
“Grandmother, thank you for caring for and loving Jelita all this time. Take care of Mamak, yes. She is weaker than Jelita. Sorry because Jelita even invited Dad night-night.”
“What are you talking about? Where is Grandma taking care of your mama. You are the child who takes care of your mother. Already, go! Don't make it to the road.” Jelita kissed the cheeks of the grandmother and her mother at a glance and smiled very beautiful and it managed to change the look on the face of the grandmother.
Jelita's mother and grandmother led them to the door. Jelita waved her hand for a while before disappearing with her father.
“Daddy, thank you for wanting to be bothered by Jelita. Though Dad must be tired of having to drive Jelita tonight.”
“There is no tired word for child. You're the son of Daddy it's appropriate that Dad accompany you to meet the evil girl. No need to linger there, yes!”
“Iya, Father.”
Long they were silent until Jelita again voiced, “Dad, forgive all Jelita mistakes, yes!” The father of Jelita who was driving the transport car turned a glance towards his daughter.
“Why apologize? You are innocent, he is guilty.”
“Daddy is very strong even when Dad has to sell our house and move to Grandma's village. Not once did Dad complain and grieve about having to sell the house. Jelita knows that the house is the house that Dad built from the results of his labor when farming first.”
“Already, forget it. Maybe it's fate that Dad returns to Grandma's house otherwise who will take care of that super-fussy Grandma.” Jelita chuckles.
“The food Dad should stay strong after this because Grandma and Mamak only have Dad. Do not grieve for long, pity Mamak and Grandma.”
“Who is sad? I wouldn't be sad if I just lost my house. Later Dad will build a nicer house near Grandma's house.” Jelita smiled gently at the father until finally the pick up car they were riding stopped in front of the house Iklima.
“Truely this is his home?” ask Jelita.
“Really, Well. I've seen a picture of Iklima standing in front of his house.
“Are we going in or just looking?”
“Ya enter dong Daddy. If you just want to see why you have to come all the way here. Come!” Iklima down the sisulian of the father.
“Assalamualaikum,” they said simultaneously to some of the fathers who were talking on the home page.
“Walaikumsalam,”
“Is this really his house Iklima?” ask Jelita.
“I'm his college friend in town and this is my Dad.” The father of Jelita shook hands with them and Jelita was immediately told to go inside because Iklima was being put on this in his room.
“Assalamualaikum,” said Jelita when entering the house Iklima.
“Walaikumsalam,” replied the residents of the house are mostly mothers. Jelita never visited the house of Iklima so none of them knew Jelita. Only Iklima's parents have ever seen it so rarely because they rarely visit Iklima while living in the city.
“The climate is there, Buk? I am his college friend in town.”
“Oh, his college friend? Just come in, kid. She's wearing this in her room.” Jelita nodded weakly then walked towards the room Iklima located at the front.
“Assalamualaikum.” Jelita's voice managed to surprise Iklima plus again when Jelita entered the room and stood right in front of Iklima who was sitting on the bed.
“Je-jelita. What are you doing in my house?” Iklima slightly flirted seeing Jelita who was still standing in front of him with a sweet but scary smile for Iklima.
“You can't invite me, Ma. He said we were friends until the end of life but you were married and didn't invite me.” Jelita walked closer to Iklima.
“Wah, good yes thisai.” Jelita said kindly and directly answered by the fairy, “If later Sister gets married do not forget to contact me! Later I give you discount.”
“Wah, thank you very much! But baby, I can't get married because my future husband was taken by my own best friend.”
“Really, Brother? How could it be? What men in this world have reduced until there are women who seize the future husband of another woman. Keep the big brother silent only her future husband captured?” Iklima sat himself on the side of the bed facing the perias.
“Then what should I do, Dek? If I could be honest, my little heart told me to poison him or at least crash him in public just what was my day? She's a crafty woman, Dek.”
“I'm sorry, Brother. Kak Iklima also had to learn from this brother's friend. Do not quickly trust the same person let alone one bed. He could be the most dangerous person we can be than the one who is far away. Because many say a close friend is like a poison that kills without giving a sign first.”
“Stool once.” Jelita Timpal.
“Ta, what do you want?” tanya Iklima growled. He couldn't stand to see Jelita's face.
“When my family says something bad about you, it's hard for me to believe that's why I'm here now. I want to know and make sure what they say is true or not. Now tell me, Ma. are you really betraying our friendship? Is it true that you also use a sneaky way by going to the shaman to make me feel pain and obey all your habits unconsciously?” Iklima glanced at the perias.
“You get out first! I have a need with him.” Iklima's word to the girl who was decorating it. The girl according to then glanced at Jelita at a glance until it disappeared behind the door.
“What do you mean, Ta? You don't accuse me carelessly.” Iklima starts to get emotional.
“Ma, I just want to hear your honesty is not to snatch anymore Bang Leman from you. I will be gone forever from your lives. I just want to hear your honesty, Ma. Why must I put powder from shamans in my underwear until I feel pain and shame and accept slander that I did not do. What's my fault with you, Ma? I've never hurt you much less been sneaky towards you but why did you do it all to me.”
“Then that guy named Heri, is he your man too?”
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almost to the ending...anyone want to nebak???