NAURA'S SECRET BEHIND THE PRISON BARS
Ismail's Dream and Kemal's Return to Kampung

"His father Naura died????"

"Saka ngendi wae sampeyan suwene iki, Ismail?" Ismail's mother asked about his bachelor son who almost a month did not return home.

"I want the village next door, Mom! Her father Naura died 10 days ago, did Naura come back here?"

"home. Seven days Naura hanged her father! Where have you been all this time?!"

"Naura with her husband?"

"alone. He asked you where!"

"Haishis........ Aaaaarrrr!!!!"

Brakes.

Ishmael awoke from his sleep. His dream of Naura was always about Naura.

And it was his anger that he was not with Naura when her father was gone.

Though, it was his best chance to meet Naura again. Moreover, after he filled his soul and body with supernatural sciences that are not commonly studied in general.

Just a long regret through his lull at that time. Lamenting and regretting his stupidity to the point of not knowing that Naura returned home again.

He also cursed Mbah Kliwon who said he was sakti mandraguna, but did not know and did not give news of grief and news of Naura's return.

Now Ishmael, who is now sitting on the edge of a wooden bed that began to be fragile in it because it was eaten.

Understand, old bed. Household age with Solihati.

The woman was snoring soundly in the corner of the bed with her belly uncovered shirt tops. The youngest son slept among them.

Ishmael got up and stood up. Taking his phone on a white nightstand next to the bed.

At 01.32 minutes.

He took his breath. Then look back at Affandi's profile in his What'App contacts.

It was written online under his name.

Ismail hastily chided him.

[Mr tonight! Is there any news, when is the time for the Naura case trial?]

[Yet mas.

If there is any news, I will be straight away. And pick up the mas to Jakarta! Please pray, may the Naura case be quick trial huh!?]

[Yes. I look forward to the next news.]

Ishmael breathed.

He took a kettle filled with white water and poured it into a glass bell that was beside him.

Glek glek....

After a while the water was drunk.

Ishmael had completed his three-day and three-night fast. Tomorrow he returns to fasting, but fasting mutih. Fasting by eating only white.

He wanted to meet Naura. I want to see the face of his heart.

Ismail then moved closer to the wooden cabinet in front of him. There's a half-body mirror reflected there.

His hands touched both his thin and dull cheeks.

"Ck.." he was annoyed to see his own face.

The sun's sting every day makes it look like a bad duck. Making her guts want to meet Naura.

He really wants to meet Naura, but immediately find out about her situation.

Six years as the husband of a village woman whose work is only to the rice fields and to the garden, automatically change the total appearance.

In the past, Naura often mocked him like the artist Rudy Chysara or the late Ryan Hidayat if his hair he let loose.

Ishmael's nose was thick and his eyebrows thick and his eyes sharp. Quite a lot of women at school who like to tease him if the break time arrives.

You can imagine how handsome he used to be when he was a teenager.

Unfortunately, Ismail is very inferior because he is aware of the economic situation of his family which is only a poor farmer like Naura.

Fortunately, the beautiful and cheerful Naura was always there with him. Until his self-confidence slowly grows, along with his intelligent brain to be able to enter IPA class when high school.

Even Ismail still remembers, when SMP class 2. They were crowned as Kartini and Kartono schools. Because they both won as representatives of his class back then.

And until now, the trophy and the victory charter is still often seen and he embraced closely as a memento of his beautiful youth with Naura.

................

"Fuck!"

Ayuni opened the door after seeing a body that she missed as long as she returned to the village standing behind the door of her large house.

Kemal came in after kissing the back of his stepmother's arm.

"The koq's wet?" ask Ayuni while patting her stepson's back trying to get attention.

Kemal who felt discomfort immediately pulled Ayuni's fingers off his shoulder without speaking.

"Said father collapsed?" tanyanya.

"Yes." Yeah."

Kemal then walked to the stairs. Tracing the steps one by one followed by Ayuni from behind.

"Not taken to the hospital?"

"Why? Isn't it the hospital that there's more to take care of him, Mommy?"

"Hhhhh..... Kemal knows khan, if you're like what you are!" ayuni said with a soft voice.

"Cut it, force it. He also could not fight now!"

Ayuni silence.

Kemal entered a room. There was a figure of his father lying weakly there, with his hands attached to the infusion hose.

Datuk Irhamsyah's face looked deathly pale and weakly helpless.

Occasionally his breath down and up, sometimes tight sometimes weakened. Making Kemal sit next to him while rubbing his father's arm slowly.

"Sir! The father! It's me, Kemal!"

No response, let alone approval.

"Have you been like this for a long time, Ms Yu?"

"Four days you can't communicate."

Kemal breathed. He got up while fixing Datuk Irhamsyah's blanket.

"Eat the hose?"

"Yes. Nurse takes care of all her needs, Mal!"

"His lawyer called me this afternoon. He said there was a power of attorney that he gave me. And I have to take care of the accounts payable and all the unfinished business. That's why I'm home!"

"Have you eaten? Want to make fried rice Kemal's favorite shrimp?"

Kemal's eyes were round happy. He nodded with a smile making Ayuni smile with pleasure.

Kemal came out of Datuk's room still with Ayuni's dikori.

"Where's lyora?" tanya Kemal turned her body.

They almost collided because Ayuni, who continued to follow him, did not know that Kemal would turn around.

Ayuni almost fell. Fortunately Kemal immediately pulled the waist of his stepmother until their bodies docked each other.

Dugs.dug...dug...dug..

Ayuni's heart is like a drum being sown.

Kemal immediately released his hand from Ayuni's waist after the position of his stepmother was safe again.

"Ke... Want to take a shower first? Let's make some warm water in the bathtub!"

"No need, Ma'am! I'm gonna have some fried rice, okay?"

"certainly can! Wait yeah?"

Kemal just looked at Ayuni's back which slowly disappeared into the kitchen.

He took a deep breath. Remembering Affandi's teasing about himself and Ayuni who could have been trapped in love.

Kemal actually knew, Ayuni was paying attention to herself beyond the attention of a mother to a child.

Ayuni even often trapped himself with melted tears when telling stories, how Kemal father treated himself very outrageously.

Kemal used to be helpless. Receiving the curses and hugs of his stepmother who often complained about her household to him.

Long ago. Before he was this adult. Before he heard the shoes of Ayuni's housemaid with the owner of the stall not far from the house. Until Ayuni fired the maid whose mouth was cute.

"Lyora's on a group assignment, studying at her friend's house!" Ayuni remembered Kemal's question earlier.

Only Kemal's voice sounded the words, "Oooh...!!!" from behind the living room as he was sitting at the table eating with his hands and eyes fixed on HP.

The fragrant aroma of Ayuni fried rice arouses the appetite of Kemal.

"Hm... It's so fragrant! It must be so good!"

Ayuni looks sumringah. His face looks bright to get praise from Kemal Pasha, his stepson whom he loves secretly.

Kemal ate very well. He hasn't had dinner yet. Hearing his father's lawyer's speech on the phone earlier, he immediately drove from Jakarta to C city after work ended that afternoon.

"Nake?" ask Ayuni while offering her a glass of water.

"Hoooh!" kemal's voice almost choked between the full fried rice mouth with a word coming out of his lips.

Ayuni stroked her shoulders softly.

"Slow down, Mal!"

Kemal was a bit creepy as well as uncomfortable to receive the hand of Ayuni to him.

Kemal could feel, Ayuni's touch that contained a different deepest desire. Kemal also understood, Ayuni had been lonely but could not vent it on anyone.

Ayuni is a married woman. Even so, Kemal knew his father could not give the inner living again in recent years due to stroke due to complications of the disease he suffered.

Kemal remembered Naura. How can Fendy be wild out there just because Naura doesn't give her warmth in her household.

And Kemal realized that it could also happen to Ayuni even though her position was that of a woman.

Women are no different than men, in terms of wanting love and affection. It also requires the channeling of his pent-up biological desires.

And that's a human thing, Kemal sense.

He also sometimes wants to channel his desire to make love even more often with masturb*si. Because it does not have a halal partner who has not become a place to vent his desire.

Kemal was shocked when suddenly Ayuni's lips stuck to his cheeks.

"Sir Yun????"

............SERIATED...............