Myth of Mayang Flower

Myth of Mayang Flower
Chapter 13 Can't control emotions


Maudy was neat with a special uniform, today is the first day He returned to teaching after He took a marriage leave. Maudy was happy, because this was her dream from long ago.


Maudy looked at her husband who was still at home under the covers, confused to wake him up or leave him alone.


Because considering the place where He taught far enough so He decided to go early, but before leaving He prepared the needs of the husband with a paper on it.


Maudy said goodbye to her mother-in-law before leaving, without knowing everything she did had made one even more hateful to her.


" Eh early in the morning just play away, your husband hasn't even woken up. Have you prepared all his needs, just play around. "


Maudy stops her steps and stares at Rose, one of the residents of the house who is like her always making trouble with her.


" I'm sorry Rose, I'm not out to wander let alone do something that is not important. I work and about that I have also asked permission to Mas Gibran, if the issue of responsibility, I think there is no need to ask again. God willing I will not waste my husband let alone make him do all his own work because all his needs have been prepared, only I can not wait for him for fear of being late. "


Maudy's words made Rose speechless, he was happy because he thought he could make Maudy embarrassed in front of their Mother-in-law but it turned out he was even embarrassed. Moreover, her mother-in-law was more supportive of Maudy.


" You insinuated me yes. "


Maudy smiled as she had to, She had absolutely no intention of offending anyone let alone making trouble in the morning like this.


" Already, already. Maudy, don't listen to the rose. You must leave before it is too late. "


Maudy nodded and before leaving she apologized to her mother-in-law for making the atmosphere uncomfortable in the morning.


" For you Roses, you can not make a fuss once. Have you also prepared all the needs of your husband, if not better you immediately prepare it. "


Rose was surprised to hear the words of her Mother-in-law, in her little heart she could not accept everything.


" Mother, I don't want to make a fuss just that he always makes me like this. Try to think, which woman in the morning has gone out of the house, after all work is the reason alone. Maybe outside he wants to meet someone. "


Bu Ayu wanted to be angry but did not so because he saw his second son who came to them.


" Rose, stop saying weird stuff and finish your breakfast. "


Bayu saw his wife's plate which was half-full, not usually their family argued at the dinner table.


Not long after Gibran went down, the atmosphere again gripped because of the aura of the two faces of the refrigerator.


After a new breakfast sound each other, they say goodbye as usual and Bu Ayu always pray the best for her children so that all their affairs are launched.


Nadia was happy when she saw her best friend back at work, he with his ignorant attitude immediately insulted her best friend.


         " What is Nad, the smile is not clear. "


Maudy felt strange to see the behavior of his best friend who had been watching him while smiling.


         " What it's like to be a newlywed, I mean you guys say, is she great. "


Nadia was surprised that Maudy knocked on her head using the pen in her hand.


        " Why, great, what do you mean. Don't think weird Nadia. "


        " Ish, I'm Maudy's kepo. " Say Nadi while stroking his own jidat.


         " Eh Maudy, wait for me dong, where are you going. "


" Hm Nadia, it's in class, come on, hunt. "


Maudy shook her head at the behavior of her own friend. As with Maudy, Gibran was also seduced by his friends. They also asked how the first night of the man who seemed cold.


         " How was his first night Bro, what was the direct goal. "Ask Rayyan


Denis held a smile because he knew how his cousin's first night was told.


" Denis, what a smile that is. Do not-don't you know about this friend of ours, whether-don't-don't he run away, right. "


Rayyan urged Denis to tell her about her best friend.


" Well, don't be true Gib, you ran away the first night. Wow bad you Gib, try if I will not run away, immediately brush it out, let alone see your wife is very beautiful. His face is Gib, it doesn't make us tired of it. "



Brakkkkk !!!!


Everyone there was surprised that Gibran suddenly kicked the table so hard, Denis looked at Rayyan because this was all him.


" Liet Bro, why be angry like that. But if you don't want to, I want to replace you. "


Gibran suddenly stands up and pulls Rayyan's collar, almost to a fight between the two but Denis quickly breaks them down.


" Enough Gibran, Denis, you better go home now. "


Denis pleaded a little while trying to hold Gibran's body covered in anger. Again the walls of his room were the target of his anger, Denis swiftly held him back so as not to further injure himself.


" Gibran, what's wrong with you, calm yourself, why be angry like this. "


Denis guides Gibran to sit on the sofa, taking a bottle of drink and a P3K box to treat Gibran's wounds.


" Give me your hand. "


Denis treated Gibran's hand and bandaged it, He was astonished at his brother, why so angry.


" Let me, you better go, leave me alone. "


Denis nodded and passed out, maybe his brother needed time to be alone.


Gibran looked at his bandaged hand, He remembered everything that had happened a few minutes ago. He also wondered why he should be so angry. Though he knew that his best friend was just asking him to joke, because Rayyan had always had such a nature.


Gibran pulled out his phone, tried to find something there but finally realized one thing. How can he know someone's news, if they haven't even exchanged phone numbers.


For some reason Gibran became so emotional, he could not control his own anger. It felt like he wanted to be angry after everything he wanted was not in line with his expectations. After the incident Gibran felt unsettled, working was difficult for him to focus. His thoughts branched out, finally he decided to leave his room.


Gibran was driving somewhere, there was no clear purpose, no intention to go home.