
"Can you stop making jokes, Mr Hendri Fransisko?" While throwing an inexhaustible look at the man.
"Give me one more chance, Fitri" he said with a pleading face.
Fitri laughed with a look of annoyance. "I respect you as an older person, but can you also know yourself a little, Mas?"
"Look at you, can you see what you've done to me? When Sister Dinda was alive, were you ever a fair husband?" His gaze was pushy, trying to hold back the eyes that started to dew.
"When Dinda died, were you ever nice to me, Mom? Have you ever given anything you should as a husband? No, Mas. You even think of me as a beggar always begging for mercy."
"I've always tried to be an obedient wife and not argue anything. Whatever you command, I obey, and how will you repay me? Only a cold and indifferent attitude showed that I was not someone unworthy of attention."
"But now?"
"Now you're asking to come back guiltlessly." His words staggered a little.
"Don't you feel ashamed of yourself, Mom?" As much and as much as possible he covers. However, the tightness continued to burst, breaking down the door of his heart's defenses until it broke the clear water through the eyelids.
Which woman's heart is not hurt if played by a man, especially the man was once her husband and now even easily ask back without making up for all the mistakes he had done.
It feels difficult, difficult for Fitri to take it for granted without going through some consideration for his future.
He considers, the previous marriage is his own fault that is so innocent, thinking that sacrificing feelings for others is easy, but in fact? Very, very, very difficult.
She is not an angel, she is still an ordinary woman who also has a sense of saturation and wants to be happy, not always he was able to sink himself and his feelings into a black hole that could not see the future direction and happiness. He really isn't that good.
"If you ask, am I not ashamed? Yeah, I'm so ashamed of myself, especially you."
"Therefore I would like to ask for one more chance, in order to make amends for the mistakes I've made against you." My gaze really signifies a very deep sincerity, he regretted his actions that have always ignored Fitri, a woman who 24 hours always willing to serve him, starting from paying attention to his diet, sleep, and sleep, even willing to stay up late to accompany him to work, but at that time he never even showed his sensitivity and selfishness in himself, forgetting that there was one woman who tormented his mind and mind.
Not getting an answer from Fitri, then Hendri again said, "Do I need to apologize while prostrating at your feet to prove that I sincerely regret the mistake? Is that how you can make you believe, Fitri?"
Fitri turned his face along with falling tears that from earlier he could not bear. However, he immediately wiped the tears so as not to look weak in front of Hendri.
Hendri slowly lowered his leg from the patient's bed and removed the infusion still attached to the back of his hand, walking slowly towards Fitri.
Bruk!
As Fitri was shocked at the sound of Hendri's knee falling on the floor, the 30-plus-year-old was kneeling before him, moreover, he was increasingly unexpected when Hendri hugged both legs with regret.
"What are you doing, Mom? Let go of me, stay away." His voice was shaking violently, he wanted to move away, but Hendri still hugged his legs, if he was released by force, fearing that Hendri was injured, the man's health was still unstable at this time.
"I'm sorry."
"If this makes you calmer, then for a thousand years I will remain in this position so that you can always live a quiet and unharmed life again." Hendri can feel the vibration on Fitri's legs, the woman was very surprised to feel the bones all over her legs as if unable to support themselves.
There Fitri was crying. She did not want to cry, but why did the tears always stop flooding her face.
What is he crying about?
And what should he answer as well? Can she start a new chapter of her life with the same person? Will he not be hurt again? What's he supposed to say?