Maryati... Is True Love Struggle, Love And Devotion
chapter 15 is hard..

Bulromi increasingly accelerated his steps, when from a distance had seen a large bus parked in front of Pak Rudi's office.

"Good morning Mr. Rudi, sorry.would I be late?"

Bulromi looked bowed respectfully, there was a bit of anxiety on her face

"Good morning Mr. Romi, no sir, this seems to be too early from our appointment"

Mr. Rudi replied with his friendly smile

"Hem.thank you,,"

Inner Bulromi relief.

"Ehm...Please sit down Mr. Romi, we're still waiting for the others,"

Bulromi nodded, then sat down on a chair in front of the office.

10 Minutes passed, the people who seemed to be leaving also seemed to have gathered, there was no one he knew, if in view of his age, Bulromi was sure He was the oldest.

"Come on Mr. Romi..!"

Invite the foreman, making Bulromi rush to the Bus.

After choosing a seat, he did not expect that the foreman would sit next to him.

The awkward feeling was still Bulromi, even though Mr. Rudi looked so polite throughout the trip he was so enthusiastic about inviting Bulromi to tell a story like a friend.

It even tends to be like a sister who is talking to her brother, with a soft polite speech, really a well-learned mirror.

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While at home, Maryati looked lethargic, as well as Masning.

They dissolve in each other's daydreams.

"Mother, not to the market today?"

"Looks, no Mar...

I don't know, it doesn't taste good"

"Ehm..sama Mak, I was like that too, he already I work first, so take a break"

Maryati passed leaving her mother who was sitting leaning in the corner of her house.

Along the way, his heart felt hollow, probably because this was for the first time left by his father.

Feels heavy, even though he knows this is just a process, gradually his heart will get used to it.

"Assalamualaikum..."

Say hello to Maryati when she arrived at her employer's yard, while it looks like Mother Ita is busy spraying ornamental flowers neatly lined up in front of her terrace.

"Walaikumsalam Mar..., why are you?, seeming to be not excited?"

Mother Ita approached the little girl in front of her,

"Ehmm"

"Why Mar, is there a problem?, or is your Mak sick again?"

Mother ita probing.

"Alhamdulillah, you're healthy, mbak,"

"Why do you look sad on deck, tell a story if you need anything"

"But mbak, I just miss Bak, when only this morning Bak left"

Mar down.

"Where's your tub?"

"There are job offers outside the mbak area"

"Oh.so, it's okay, doain aja Bak healthy-healthy there, will go home."

"Ehm..."

Mar nodded.

"Eh yes.kok mbak not work?"

"Yes, the holidays used to be tired of working mulu.hehehe"

"Oh.yes, I'm going in first"

"Ehm.it's so nice to be this Mother, her money is a lot.can take a holiday when aja.street-street out of town."

Inner maryati.

In a matter of minutes, Maryati is quick to do her job.

He threw away his mind that was somehow floating everywhere, trying to pull away his longing first.

His skilled hands look very nimble when he is completing his tasks.

"Mara..."

Greeting Mother Ita who arrived was in the kitchen, of course surprised Mar.

"Allah Ma'am, this plate almost fell"

"Hahahaha, why?"

"Suddenly came, made me shocked"

"Ah.kamu Mar.emang its like a ghost"

Mother giggles to see Mar who is still anxious.

"Why mbak?"

"Ehm...Mar, do you have a girlfriend?"

"Hehehe, not yet a mind mbak"

"Oh..."

"Kok mbak suddenly it's that??"

Connect her fast.

"Bak is confused, my girlfriend is married"

"Terusss.why confused, should his seneng dong mbak"

"Ehm.His problem, he has Mar's wife.."

Prang.....!!!

Mar who was nervous, immediately picked up the shards of the shard, then stood up to turn his body to face Mother Ita.

"I'm sorry for my carelessness, I didn't mean it, I'll change, please cut my salary this month"

Mar said, with a bowed down in fear, during her work at Mother Ita's house, recently she made a mistake, making a mistake,

She knew, the platter of Mother ita is not a cheap plate like the one in her home.where maybe she replaced with her plate.

"Hahahaha, Mar.kamu this.kayak aja anya."

Mar immediately looked up his head, he was confused by Mother Ita's attitude, not her anger, even laughing loudly.

"Ehm...You're not angry??"

Ask her doubtfully.

"Loch..why be angry?"

Ask her back, Mother Ita.

"And I broke Ma'am's plate,"

"Oh my goodness Mar, instead of one plate, I think you have destroyed one house.Yes you have finished the shard, be careful "

Maryati obeyed Mother Ita's orders, still feeling anxious.

"Bak you know, you must be surprised because you heard that you have a wife, right?"

"Ehm.he..."

Mar just nodded.

"Here you sit here,,,"

Call Mother Ita, while dragging the dining chair, and then pat her hands allow Mar to sit.

"But I haven't cleaned up yet, mbak,,"

"Yes, that's it, that's it"

Mar, step closer and sit next to Mother Ita.

"Mar, during this time mbak courtship with the husband of people.trus this he ngajak mbak nikah, not exactly afraid but mbak also do not want to lose him"

Mar was just flabbergasted, hearing the words of Mother Ita.

In his heart was eager to ask, which men wanted to marry him, because as he remembered, Mother Ita often bergonta-turned-boyfriend.

But the question He kept in his heart.

Mar was afraid, Mother Ita would be offended, if the question was said right.

"Lantas..mbak, what would you do??"

Ask Mar,

"Come on Mar, get dizzy"

"It's better to think again the impact, how the future.see the bad side"

Mar tried to give input.

"Hemmm.okay, just try to think again"

"Yes, I'm going to go on, I'm going to go on,,"

Mar got up from his chair, then continued washing dishes, sweeping, mopping and cleaning the kitchen.

After all was done, Mar rushed to Mother Ita's room, knocking slowly on her bedroom door, and,

Tok..tok..button..!!

"Yes Mar...."

I heard the answer from behind the door,

Just a few seconds later, the door of the room opened,

"Wanna go home??"

"He uh.."

Mar said while nodding,

"Be careful, Mar, thank you for your input"

"Same as you, I'm home..."

Maryati soon passed.leaving Mother Ita's house.

Arriving home, Mar found his mother still in the same position when he left for work this morning.

"Mom..."

Call Mar,pelan.

Masning looked over, then smiled.

"What else??, have you eaten??"

Mar asked who immediately approached his mother who looked sad.

Masning just shook his head.

Mar hugged his mother.

Until noon came, not making them tasteful to eat, both preferred to curl up on the shabby mats of the floor of their homes, trying to calm the hearts of each of them who was lonely, and who was still alive,against the shackling longing leaves tightness to sob and it makes their eyes wet, soaking,

"Mom...."

"What?"

"There hasn't been a day of Bak going, but it feels different"

"Ehm.iya Mar"

"Away, mak??"

This time, Mar flipped his body that had collided with his mother, now turned to hug his mother's shoulder.

"About 5 hours from here, if you ride the trevel"

"Ehm..."

The two of them finally fell asleep hugging each other, preparing themselves for the tough days ahead to resist the longing.

Connect**