LAMHA AND MR. EL
No Sekufu
Lady Grace, who overheard the quarrel between her son and daughter-in-law, clenched her hands tightly when she heard El leaving Lamha in a hotel room alone for another woman. Mrs Grace was deeply disappointed in her son's outrageous behavior.
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"El open the door!" madame Grace banged hard on Mr. El's workspace door.
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I don't know what dream last night, just opened the door has been given a five-finger stamp from my beloved mother. What a shame your fate scales!
"Why did mom slap El?" asked Mr. El while holding his cheek that felt sore. Instead of answering, Grace's mom slipped into the study.
"Who is that woman?" ask Grace's mom without further ado.
"Women? whose woman?" asked Mr. El confused.
"Not pretend to be stupid! who was the woman you met last night that made you leave Lamha alone?!" ask Grace's mom loudly.
"Curtain! you snitch!" mr. El said quietly, but Mrs Grace could still hear it.
"Lamha doesn't complain, no! quite the contrary, he covered up your depraved behavior from mama!" said Mama Grace.
"Now tell me who that woman is?" mama Grace asked with eyes.
"Mia" replied Mr. El honestly.
"Mia's? is Mia Patricia's sister?" ask Mama Grace to make sure.
"Yes. During El's time in Paris, El had a relationship with him until now" replied Mr. El.
"Stop your relationship with that woman!" mother Grace's word.
"No ma! after Lamha and I get divorced, we'll get married soon" Mr. El said.
"Are you crazy to make that woman your wife?" said Mama Grace.
"Until now you won't agree, and don't expect you to take it in this house" Grace threatened.
"I'm not a kid who likes to be organized!" said Mr. El stubbornly.
"Then why did you marry Lamha if you already have a lover, this is not fair to Lamha, you have failed her marriage with her future husband in the village, and soon you will just dump him, she said, do you have no brain!? I'm ashamed to have a son who behaves as depraved as you!" said Grace's mother let out her emotions and anger.
"I did all this for the sake of baby A ma, don't you think only Lamha is tormented, I'm also tormented for having to marry a woman who is not at my level! I risked my pride by marrying a poor woman like her!" said Mr. El.
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Suddenly there was a sound of broken glass coming from behind the door. Mama Grace and Mr. El immediately checked it out. It turned out that Lamha was already there cleaning up the scattered glass shards. Yes, Lamha had wanted to give a cup of warm tea to her husband, because Lamha felt guilty for making Mr. El offended by his words so she was furious. But it turns out that when in front of the office of Mr. El, Lamha heard all the conversations between the mother and child that immediately made her heart feel pierced by sharp daggers in a row. Lamha was now aware of her position, Lamha knew what she looked like in Mr. El's eyes.
"Lamha, let Giyem clean it up. Look at your hands until they bleed" said Grace. Lamha did not budge and continued to clean the shards until they were completely clean. And then brought him back to the kitchen.
"Sorry sir, madam, I accidentally dropped it" Lamha said in a trembling voice. Then I walked away with the glass. As for Mr. El, she somehow felt the pain of seeing Lamha's teary eyes when she accidentally looked at him. Plus her trembling voice indicates that the woman is crying even though she is blocked by the veil, El can see it. Has Lamha heard his words? or is he crying because his finger was hit by a shard? why does his heart feel so upset? why does he feel guilty and overwhelmed?
El ran to find a P3K box in her room, after which she searched for Lamha in the kitchen but could not find it. He went back and looked for Lamha in every corner of the room but still did not find the whereabouts of the woman. And when he turned to the back garden, he finally found the figure he was looking for.
"If the wound is diobatin, do not just look at where it can be healed" said El while handing over the P3K box. Lamha looked over at a glance then looked back down.
"Can I sit next to you?" ask Mr. El. Lamha shifted to give the distance that luamayan far away, but still noiseless. Somehow her chest felt so tight and also did not want to talk to the man who was her husband status.
El who saw blood continuously dripping from Lamha's finger, directly touched and grabbed Lamha's hand to treat. Lamha was surprised and pulled his hand held by master El, but El grasped it firmly making Lamha resignedly could not refuse to let master El treat his wounds.
Lamha cast his gaze in another direction. He tried his hardest not to cry. While El himself is still focused on giving betadin and bandaging Lamha's fingers with bandages. El saw the wound deep enough, but Lamha remained calm and unbearable in pain.
"It is" said Mr. El, then took Lamha's hand from his grasp.
"Didn't you want to say thank you?" asked Mr. El who was feeling a little annoyed because Lamha was just silent.
"I don't like to be silenced by the person I'm talking to!" now the tone starts to be firm. Instead of answering El's words, Lamha stood up and left.
"Maho!" snapped Mr. El who is now riding apitam. El dislikes Lamha silencing him, and leaving him for granted, El feels his pride has been trampled by the woman. Lamha did not budge and instead accelerated his pace.
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