RUSTING BOAT
Chapters. 39

" Fuck you, Syafrie..! " my curse on the sidelines - between my laughter containing lara.

Looky.. Who's there that's embracing my Fad tightly! That woman! The damning lady of my household.

Then, who is the man who is carrying a black crackle bag in both hands? He is none other than Syafrie.

How Syafrie

The evil Syafrie

Damn Syafrie

Fucking Syafrie

How dare he take my Fadil to see the woman, while I'm his mother back.

My anger is colorless. Even more so when he kissed my Fadil's forehead fondly. Bah.. confidently he touched the child of the woman he had destroyed his happiness.

And Fadil, I don't doubt that he's Syafrie. The boy managed to make the magma inside my chest explode - bursting. Lovingly he caressed - elus the woman's big belly. It was not even enough to just stroke, my flesh blood also lowered its head and dyed it with a light kiss.

Perih..! my chest went numb watching the painful scene before my eyes. They laugh - laughter. It looks like a very happy family. Marina managed to snatch everything I had. My husband and my son. Then, am I Asmawati Basrie going to congratulate her on her achievement? The answer is of course not. It never will. An Asthma would never slay on that woman.

" I'm sorry for the long wait." Mas Haris suddenly appeared with sweat dripping down his forehead. " The little one's finished, so I'll just take this one." Mas Haris thrust a large bottle of mineral water at me.

" Well, can we just go home ?" Mas Haris's forehead is wrinkled. " Why, is anyone sick? " Nothing. For whatever sake, nothing hurts my entire limbs. The one who hurts is my heart. My soul languishes. But I can't possibly tell Mas Haris so plainly. I'm shaking.

" Alright, if you want to stay home, " said Mas Haris as he prepared to turn the car around.

" She, we go to the beach."

" Loh, did he say go home? "

" Not that, it's just a pity that we've come a long way to this place."

Mas Haris looked at my bead in the eye. From the look in his eyes, I could guess that my man's mind was full of question marks.

" The servant will take Mrs Haris wherever she wants." she sounded insinuating but I cared about her ears, stupid.

Blue sea in front of my eyes. But my focus was left in that place. There's a vacuum I think. Now I feel sorry to invite Mas Haris to come to this place. Basic labile.

" Come, get off ! " mas Haris' voice surprised me. He led my hand out of the car.

" We're just sitting under that tree, yeah!" take her while holding my hand to walk under the catapult tree. "You waiting for sunset ?"

" Daddy, mind? " The man nodded. I was thinking, it's better to linger here than to go home and meet that son of a bitch. I'm not sure I still respect that guy. After the sight I had just seen, the hatred in my heart grew even more. It turned out that my heart still had room to hold a lot of hatred in my heart for that man.

" Of course not. Rarely, we have time to go to the beach. You know, right. In Samarinda, there are no beaches" said Mas Haris.

" Yes, right. "I agree with the words of Mas Haris. After that, I took a deep breath while looking ahead.

" Want a story? "

My gaze that had originally stared far away at the fishing boat that was sailing now turned towards the man next to me. My forehead wrinkled. " Mad, what?"

" You're hiding something. If you want, you can tell me the same story. I'm not gonna force you to tell a story right now. But if you want, I'd be happy to listen" he said, repairing his wind-blown hair.

I threw a glance at the sea line at the end of the horizon. I don't know what to say. Mind crumpled. I don't know what to do later. I don't want to see that guy at home. Even though the man had raised his war flag, but I wasn't sure I would be able to fight him if there was Mas Haris by my side. I don't think it's time Mas Haris found out about Fadil's father's status.

" What's more painful than coming back to this village? " i ask but more than ask myself.

Mas Haris stared at the small boat that was slowly shrinking in the horizon. " It won't hurt you, if you'll make peace with your heart."

Make peace? it's the same as forgiveness, isn't it? Forgive Syafrie? Where would I like. Syafrie has hurt me. By his wickedness he has thrown me into the hell of the world while he himself has fun with the heaven of the world. Just yummy!

Arrgghh. I want to avenge Syafrie and her son and the woman named Marina. But how is it?"

" Asthma, I want you to stop judging yourself. Stop being a vengeful person, and see the world from the good side. As painful as it may be that things have happened to you in the past with your family, it's good that you forget everything. You can't keep suing your family. It's all fate, Asthma, we can't change it. It's all happened in the past. It is good to learn to forgive and forget. I miss my Goddess who used to be always cheerful and radiant - series. Unlike today, even a dead life won't."

I fell silent, not intending to respond to the words of the man who was the boss in my office. It felt even more painful to find that now Mas Haris was also siding with my family even though he did not know what had happened.

There was a sense of heat inside my chest as well as fog creeping up the corner of my eyes. I want to cry. I have no more words to deny Mas Haris. Let me leave him with his thoughts about everything around him and me with my ego who does not want to lose and is trampled on by Syafrie and my family.

...----...

I woke up a little late today. When I woke up, nothing changed. My mind and heart are as dull as yesterday.

After cleaning up, I intend to walk to Saniah's house. Somewhat not knowing yourself. After nearly eleven years, I never shared any news with him. What kind of friend am I?

" Deck, breakfast first." Brother Darre is after me. " Your friend Haris, he had breakfast. Now he's walking around the village with Fadil." Hah. with Fadil. Jeez..easy - I hope Fadil didn't tell that man much. Now my chest is beating.

" Come, there's Mansyah and Syafrie too. They've been waiting for you." Very clever my brother threw his sister on the two incarnations of jinn ifrit.

" I'm not hungry" I replied. I felt full by shadow after shadow of the happy family of my enemy yesterday. I may have been eager to eat.

" A little bit. Adit's gonna be here any minute. " Sister Darre held my hand and was a little pushy. "Come on! "

" I can walk on my own. Don't drag me like this."

" deck. "

I snorted and walked over his body. Huh, what's he doing. This half don't let him make me puke with the good-ass attitude of these people who never supported me at all.

I refused to sit next to Syafrie, preferring to throw my butt in the seat next to Mansyah's sister.

" What time did you come home last night? "

" Could I make a report? " I didn't end up scooping the fried rice into my mouth and now swiggling at the defender of Syafrie.

" Asthma, your sister asked? "

I'm getting less lust after my food.

We all ate in silence. Ten minutes later, Adit's brother and Lela's husband appeared before us. But they refused to eat breakfast with us because they had eaten at home.

After finishing breakfast, Brother Darre invited us to move to the family room.

" Now, since all is present, then we should just start now." Whatisthis? my feelings are suddenly not good. It seems like they will be discussing about my relationship with Mas Haris. Adit cleared his throat several times before returning to speak. " Dek, we already know what your friend's arrival means. Even if your friend hasn't spoken to us directly."

" Hm, then? "

" What else, yes, of course we disagree." Kak Mansyah's voice immediately grabbed my words. So annoying.

" What's the problem with me? " my eyes are squinting, trying to hold the heat in the heart. Even though my chest rumbled with a burst of anger that I had been holding since yesterday.

" Don't be rude, deck! Look - look, we're your brother! " back Kak Mansyah's voice sharply sounded.

" oh, dad! " i'm mocking.

" Summer..!! " A crack of the table in front of me sounded. Someone hit him.

" What..!! " I challenged him.

" Mansyah. Control your emotions. We can't talk if we put emotions forward." said Kak Lela's husband. While Kak Adit, Kak Lela, Kak Darre, Kak Darre's husband and Syafrie prefer silence. When I saw her through the tail of her eyes, Syafrie took a deep breath.

Alright...I'm fed up. So let's get this thing over with today as well.

" Dek, you can't be with another man if there's still your husband here. "

" Who is the other guy? She's she? " show me to Syafrie.

" Deck, can't Fadil erase your disappointment with Syafrie. Try it for Fadil's sake, you and Syafrie tried to come back from the beginning."

" It's too late, you should have asked me that question before setting me up."

" Pretty, it turns out the city has really become poison for you, deck! "

" Can you not, Brother Mansyah is silent? Who made me like this? She...!! "

" You should be grateful, Asthma. Syafrie still wants to take you back after a long run."

Enough's enough!! This is already too much.

" Who's taking it, huh? Do you think I threw myself at the guy sitting there? " show me to Syafrie. I forgot that he was my brother. Let it be, Brother Mansyah deserves my wrath.

" you.. "

" I'M NOT DONE "YELLING ME OUT. I'm really sick of it. They think getting ripped off by them will all scare me. Just sorry!

" As long as you know, I accept this marriage with great force. I even wanted to slice my tone after the word 'Sah' came out of the man's mouth. You guys know why? Because I don't want to. Just because for the sake of revenge, I endured the nausea while side by side with him! " I once again pointed at my mother-in-law with a hunting breath. My body feels hot on the fire of anger. My trembling body stood toweringly challenging all of them with eyes squeaking full of hatred. I think this is my most sad and scary look.

" Deck... " Sister Darre approached wanting to embrace, but I brusquely brushed him off.

" Don't call me adek if you're happy to see me suffer. You. "show me to Brother Darre. " Do you know what it's like to be betrayed? No, you'll never know what it's like because you've never felt it. No wonder you always urge me to accept it. " I'm really possessed.

I don't care about the hurt look in their eyes. I was already angry. And my anger grew even more as my eyes caught the figure of Syafrie.

Brother Darre and sister Lela sobbed. Syafrie's jaw tightens. Brother Mansyah? Don't ask? His eyes were like coals ready to burn. While the husband of Kak Lela and Kak Darre, they just fell silent while stroking the chest. Maybe they were too surprised to know the lack of my mouth. Among all, only Adit's brother who wasn't too hurt found my attitude. He then moved, sat by my side, stroked me and asked me to take a stand.

" Did you welcome me when you first met? " i raised my chin

defiant. No one dared to speak. Silence, no sound. "no? " and then laugh bitterly. Getir indeed, but that's my way of driving away my tears from sliding out.

" Other than a judgmental look, is there a hug for me? "

" Dek, Istighfar, don't follow anger!" adit's brother gripped my finger tightly. I asked him to stop arguing.

" Don't stop me, brother. You should hear me, this time. " I drove out Adit's brother's hand. " I can't forgive that guy! " Sharp my eyes looked at Syafrie who was sitting at the end of the sofa.

" I intend to destroy him, but damn it, he doesn't even have anything to destroy, ckck."

" Asthma!!! " snap Brother Mansyah loudly.

" What is the honorable Brother Mansyah? " i clenched my palms together in front of my face with the intention of mocking him.

" Did you also think that I would be devastated by the fact that Fadil was my son? Huh, don't dream! I can even make a lot of Fadil - another Fadil with another man." The pain at the end of my heart when I say it. The feeling of suffocation reaches the throat. I had trouble breathing. Fadil is my son, but I deny him for the sake of hurting Syafrie.

I don't stop saying harsh words. Like not just me. I'm really possessed. It could be that the genie on the beach yesterday was possessing me. I don't give a shit about them. The pias faces and surprised my brothers and Syafrie who heard my words became a sight that satisfied my eyes.

" And you..! " I pointed at that brother-in-law Mansyah. " Do you think the one standing right now is the Asthma you knew ten years ago? You are clearly dreaming, man! " I'm obviously different Asthma. You know, how the city has changed someone? " The most cynical smile I give to the man whose hands are already tightly clenched in both sides of the body. His eyes were tightly closed, probably struggling to hold back emotions.

" Don't forget how the city's changed a plain girl just overnight. I've even slept with a lot of guys out there. Aren't you disgusted with me, Syafrie. Or. "I stopped for a moment. " You're used to doing that with Marina."

Plaque!!

A hot feeling running through the cheeks. The problem spreads to the liver. But only for a moment. I then looked at their faces after one of them slapped me.

Kak Lela and Kak Darre's faces pale. Brother Lela and Brother Darre's husband stiffened. Also the face of Adit. The face of the man who put the five-finger mark on my cheek, wrath. Then Syafrie's face? That man is no more. Where's she? Is he happy to see Brother Mansyah slapping my cheek?

" Satisfied are you humiliating your brothers? Are you happy to insult your husband? Insulting your son? Are you satisfied now, huh? " Kak Mansyah's eyeballs are blushing horribly. He then pushed my shoulder. " Get the fuck out of here, if you want! Forget us and live happily." After that he left me, followed by the others.

I was silent after everything was done. I guess after spilling all my anger, then I will feel relieved. Turns out I was wrong because the next second was a vacuum that possessed the heart.

I want to cry. Unfortunately, none of my tears will fall.

I'm really dead.