Om Pamungkas
dejection

Arganta was so sorry, even though he knew Ratih would not want to return to him he still wanted to see him in the rest of his holiday.

The man was still standing in front of the cafe window, his feet wanted to step in, but seeing Ratih's gaze felt so heavy.

" Jik wants to talk talk talk and then leave, don't stand here looking inside,

My customer was very disturbed." either when Ratih walked out, he arrived in front of Arga.

Arga did not answer, his face suddenly I found Ratih in front of him.

The man bowed with welled eyes.

" I'm sorry, I didn't mean to bother you." Arga's voice shook.

" then for what?" the sound of the heat is cold.

" you.. You must have heard everything." Arga said still in a quivering voice,

" i.. It's a bastard, and I've been punished accordingly,

I betrayed you, and I ended up being betrayed anyway.." Arga tried to stare at Ratih even though he occasionally bowed in shame and regret.

" then now you want to complain??!" Train ketus, train ketus,

" of course I don't deserve.I will accept everything well,

i'm.. Come here..

Just eyes want to really apologize and try to accept everything willingly..

L'm..

I'm trying to let you go..

Be happy with your husband.. Even if it's hard for me.."

Arga bowed, wiped away the tears in the corner of his eyes.

" I'm sorry, who's been wasting your faithful and sincere self..

Ii'm sorry..

I'm so sorry, though,

I ask for your prayers, that I may be strong and able to live all after this.."

Ratih fell silent, lying that his heart did not feel pity for Arga's tears.

His words sounded so regretful and sincere, there was no coercion like before in it, it touched the heart of Ratih a little, however they used to live together and never happy even though not for long.

" Don't cry in front of my cafe, my customers can run." Ratih was still cold, covering his mother's taste.

" I know, what passes let it pass, it becomes a lesson for you and for me, a lesson,

Sinewed.. When you remarry be careful to choose a woman, don't let you be fooled by form."

Hearing that Arga nodded slowly,

" Yes Rat.. Yes." his voice was soft.

Patih could not sit quietly,

How could her husband not go straight home, but instead deliver Sekar shopping somewhere.

Although just dropping off and leaving now, but still Ratih is not happy.

An hour later her husband came, the clock also showed half seven nights.

The man in a striped uniform entered the house, took off his socks while throwing a sweet smile at his wife, but the one who gave a smile was even indifferent.

After cooking the fried egg, fried tofu and soy sauce sambal, Ratih went into the room,

His heart was upset, but he chose to shut up and read a book.

Afraid to think of himself as a child, afraid of suspicion.

Serba wrong, Sekar has indeed been entrusted to her husband and is considered like his own sister by Pamungkas,

But that doesn't mean it can be this close.

Ratih is really disturbed, especially with a husband who is not sensitive to changes in attitude and facial expressions of his wife.

a few days later it happened again, even they were together from the home of the Ratih family.

This time Ratih protested to his mother.

" did it come to me anyway ma? How's my husband supposed to drive?"

" not your husband to take you, but they together, after all, also want to go to the workshop" replied his mother.

" Don't he have his own bike?!"

" they're going to ride in Rat's car, now there's also interest with Hendra it seems?"

Ratih was silent, he was arrogant, why his mother was so relaxed and not thinking badly in the least.

While Arga used to be, a little bit of Ratih in nasehati so as not to introduce friend Ratih to the husband.

With a step annoyed Ratih out of the house, without saying goodbye, immediately boarded his bike and left.