Laweyan Shoulder Woman
Part 145's. MY WAY OF LIFE
Being a widow for the umpteenth time makes Dita completely shut herself from the surrounding environment. He did not even want to be met by his parents.
"Sorry, Sir, Mom. Let Dita dive into Dita's own life, because this is Dita's life anyway."
"I'm sorry that I was so presumptuous to yell at you, it wasn't my heart's intention to hurt you and Mom."
Dita's still sobbing behind the door. The tightness in his chest makes Dita more and more heartless if it continues to tarnish the good name of both parents.
"Can't you see if I really have no intention of remarrying. Where can I get the same affection as before?"
"I-I just want to see you guys back just like when I was a kid."
It is very difficult for Dita to survive until now. Several times failed in undergoing domestic ark relations made Dita not want to continue her life again. Desperation has killed all hope.
The gossip from the neighbors made Dita unable to breathe calmly. If maybe the one who experienced this was not Dita, he would have been desperate and did not know how their lives after this.
"Thankful that Mas Tito has returned to his nature!" laluna said softly.
"If I could choose, I would not want to be born into this kind of life. It is full of many tests of life.
"I want to live an ordinary life, just like everyone else can enjoy the beauty of life with their partner."
"To pass through his days joyfully, was to be furnished the presence of little angels among their love, which seemed to be the perfecting of the sacred bond of love."
Dita stared at the window. He wanted to remove the curtains that covered his room. However, Dita was afraid that there would be people who could see her with appalling conditions.
Sepi, alone and as if imprisoned in a palace, it makes Dita feel so pain. Tears began to wet both cheeks. Witness how he survived.
If others can share, not so with Dita. He wanted to carry the burden of his life alone. After all, there would be no one to talk to.
"Can I have a decent life like any human being? Or should we end it like this?"
Dita patted his chest many times.
"Eyang, I can't stand it. I am tired of this never ending test of my destiny."
Outside Dita looks tough. But in his heart he was very fragile. As far as he looks strong, the results are the same.
The grief and grief that Dita experienced made her fall down. It was hard to get up even for a moment. However, you need to wake up when your body is tired.
Meanwhile outside Dita's room, more precisely in the middle room. Mbok Nem was explaining the situation to Dita for two days yesterday to his lord Kanjeng Ibu and also Mr. Handoko.
How both of them feel angry and disappointed because it turns out they seem to be in disbelief with all the sweet promises.
"Say it quickly, Mbok. Don't make me wait," said Mrs Sekar impatiently.
"I'm sorry before, Kanjeng Ibu."
Mbok Nem cupped his hands together before he started telling stories.
"So this is it, Kanjeng Ibu. Two days ago we went to a banyan tree in the middle of a tea plantation. There we were told to perform an offering by Kanjeng Nyai."
"Yes, Kanjeng Ibu. I'm not lying, even Den Ayu saw it too, because we believe that Kanjeng Nyai really came and helped us to find Den Bagus Tito's body."
"What are you, Mbok. How are you getting longer?"
Mbok Nem remained silent expressionless. Mrs Sekar was increasingly upset despite some info about Dita had succeeded he listened.
"I-I mean Mbok, Tito's been dead a long time?" said scared.
"True, when we found it was already in the form of bones. We were also surprised by the discovery, especially Den Ayu."
"After finding Den Bagus' body, we brought him home immediately. However, again our footsteps are blocked by your besan, Den Bagus's mother and also his father."
Mrs Sekar shook her head in disbelief, as did Mr. Handoko.
"Tito's mother and father had heard an information from someone who said that Den Ayu would be easy to use. So that when Den Ayu must survive, Mother will also survive.
As if Mbok Nem's remarks were just a boogey so that he was not scolded for not being able to keep Dita as long as they left.
Mbok Nem is still down, he becomes hesitant to continue his story, especially Madam Sekar and Mr. Handoko as if hesitant with the truth he just revealed.
"Wait a minute, Mbok. I wonder since when Mbok Nem can communicate with our ancestors?"
"I only inherited what was mandated from my ancestor, Kanjeng. I don't dare change traditions or anything to do with them."
Now both of Dita's parents look at each other. Not wanting to make Mbok Nem doubtful or suspicious, Mr. Handoko ended their conversation.
In the room, Dita was still crying. He sat on the edge of the bed. His eyes are getting empty. What her husband Bisma had taught her seemed to have been ignored by him.
Faintly, Dita heard the call that called her name.
"Dita, my dear wife. I really wanted to keep you company, but it seems like our soul mate only got here."
Deg
"Who is that? Why am I so familiar with that voice?"
Dita's mind is getting farther and farther away. He is getting into the world he created himself. While it's out there, Danu is getting diligent in teaching.
He really warms up to be with Anindita Ayu Puspa Batari, the woman of his dreams. A status is not something that can hinder his love.
For him only Dita is a woman who deserves and fits with him. In every prayer and prostration he tucked Dita's name there.
The chanting of prayers he offered to the owner of life, trying to take his heart so that he could get what had been his dream so far. Seeing Danu's increasingly religious changes made both parents grateful.
"Hopefully what you want will come true soon, son. I can only pray for you from here."
Danu still remembered how he was trapped in the supernatural, only at that time he had no knowledge so how the creature trapped him he could not get out.
"Dinda, do you still remember me? If so, may Allah always protect your every step as I always pray for the good to be poured out on you. Aamiin's."