RUSTING BOAT
Chapters. 51

" Yes, I think I can forgive you even a little" I told Syafrie.

" really? "

" Hm... "

" Prove it now! Can I touch it?" The father who owned the fetus in my stomach was moving his legs towards me.

" But not now" I answered quickly.

" When then? "

I'm looking for answers to his questions. " I'm still thinking about it." There was an impatient glint caught in the corner of his eye.

I was still silent about preparing all the ammo to give my father a terrible surprise for him. The baby Syafrie in my stomach started acting up again. Just wait for your part, I will make a calculation with you, I whispered inwardly.

I am still silent. Let Father Fadil be satisfied to look at the expensive sculpture of a beautiful work carved on my face. My beauty.

I smiled cynically. Just wait, I'm getting ready to fire my flagship gun into the heart of my son's father's man.

" Dead once and live again, then I can forgive you. Not even forgiving you, I might fall in love with you again."

The face of Syafrie pias. His eyes were empty. I've seen such a look before, ten years ago. Well... at her wedding to that woman.

I'm sorry, Syafrie. Maybe my request sounds cruel. But you should know that the behavior you gave me was cruel. Until I need time to forget.

She shook her head with a smile. "cc, ck.your terms are sadistic and horrible as well... But be prepared to accept myself back" Syafrie said confidently. Before that man was stuck for a while.

" When that time comes, I'm afraid you can't wake up.. "

" If you are so worried about you, let alone die, I don't dare" Fadil's father said.

" Don't be arrogant, dear Mr. Syafrie. Maybe I can't get rid of you. But did you forget that in the belly of this woman there is the son of the Father. From yesterday, I've been desperate to break it down. Fortunately, this fetus is strong enough to survive. Maybe because the quality of the seedlings is pretty good."

Shafrie's jaw tightens.. Also the muscles in his neck are stiffened. His forehead wrinkled. He approached and immediately pinched my neck with his five fingers. Not too strong, but enough to surprise me. If I were a weak woman, I would definitely shrink. But I am not a weak Asthma, I am an Asthma that is tempered strongly by the rigors of betrayal.

" I'll kill you if I dare to disturb my son." The man's hand was raised upwards.

" Just go ahead, I'm not afraid of the venerable Mr. Syafrie." I challenged him while raising my chin. We were both standing in the middle of the room.

We stared at each other for a long time. Syafrie's hands are now down behind my nape. Then rub it slowly. " Don't hate him. Just hate me. I'm the guilty one here. Just hate me as much and as much as you want."

After saying that, Syafrie walked away from me. There, in the doorway, Adit stood staring at us with a hard-to-read look.

...-----...

I sat alone next to my mother's house. My eyes were fixed on the expanse of mangrove trees and coconut trees lined up along the small road leading to the rice fielder behind the house.

" Why ? Arraigned, again? " ask Brother Adit while throwing his ass on a round log that was not far from where I was sitting after being in a row with Syafrie.

" Hm. "my answer is deheman. I didn't intend to answer because it was obvious that he had seen us fighting in the room.

" Want a story? " ask him. I'm shaking. Lazy. To what end I was also told to give up.

" If so, just the brother who told the story" said Adit. I knit my eyebrows, astonished.

" What story? "

Brother Adit smiled while embracing my shoulder.

" Sister does not know, whether this brother's story has been told to you or not. But brother will tell me according to his version of brother. "

" Alright, sister just tell me. Remember not to ask for a salary. I'm unemployed now... " Selorohku's. I smiled when I remembered that I now had nothing to be proud of. My career has run aground, as has my love story.

Pawning all the treasures of the father is the only way. Our houses, gardens, and rice fields pawned to Ambo Tang. He's a businessman from Bontang who has a mountain rock business near Santan Ulu, near his village Syafrie."

My hands shut my mouth. After marriage, I lived in my father-in-law's house. I remember how much the old woman loved me as a daughter-in-law. He treated me like his own daughter. I who was engrossed in my happiness with Syafrie forgot that Father and Mama were still struggling to get out of the poverty trap in our family.

I also really didn't expect what had happened. The departure of me who did not intend to return turned out to bring a barrage of stories - a sad story experienced by people close to me.

I forgot, there was the same figure suffering from it besides me here. There is a mother who has lost a husband, children and grandchildren whom she has never even seen her eyes. I was busy with my grief and my nests without even turning to my mother. The pain of her life with the departure of her husband and daughter must have been a heavy blow to her mother. However, he might try to keep it to himself. Mama herself grieves her grief.

There was a sense of tightness in my chest when I imagined my mum being knocked down - Seok walking with his pain. Jeez.... disobedient me who does not know this self. I felt the most hurt, but in fact, I forgot that there was still more to suffer than myself.

The heat started to run through my eyelids. I know. because there was a drop of water that fell right on the back of my hand after I opened my eyes.

" well, same with Syafrie, deck. Because actually your mom and sister are ashamed of him. "

Syafrie again.

I was saddened to hear the story of Adit. Sad indeed. However, for some reason when involving the name of my enemy there, my sadness evaporated. I'm back huffed. Why do you have to Syafrie again.

' Is it good to him? ' pbu.... How can? my revenge is not complete. So how can I be nice to him.

" Sister didn't mean to defend her." As if understanding with my heart, brother Adit smilingly stared at me who now turned sour hearing the name Syafrie.

I threw my eyes to the small trench near the rice field. There is a water hyacinth that thrives there. It's perfect as a place to live, say what I saw was seeding eggs in the water in the ditch. The egg said something like a pooled basil seed as if it reminded me of something.

I looked down and held my stomach. Remember that there is a very small embryo of Syafrie inside. What will be this embryo because actually its presence is very undesirable. I hate his father so much.

As if realizing what was on my mind, the embryo acted. He twitched - twitching in there. Being annoyed with her, then silent - unbeknownst to Brother Adit, I touched my own stomach. Kapok. The twitch in my stomach stopped. Haha,...Feel it. Bewitched ?

" At first, we were minus knowledge. My father often took us to the doctor. Not bad, the doctor said. So he suggested that my mother take the medicine only. You know how God raised his servant. My mother was tested for her illness. After the departure of the husband followed by the departure of his daughter, mama's disease began to gnaw. Mama's disease is getting worse. Drugs are no longer useful to treat the disease. Blood washing is a suggestion recommended by doctors. It costs a fortune, deck. And it's not just once, but so on."

I know Adit's story is sad. But what does the story have to do with me being nice to Syafrie. The thing he gave his kidney to mama I already knew. So what's the connection? O Lord, forgive the hardness of your servant's heart.

" After the departure of the Father and his son who ran away from nowhere, the mother was so depressed. It makes blood pressure and uric acid become high which triggers the disease of kidney failure mama more chronic. " I'm fucked.

Adit's eyes glared far away. " Our mother is a strong wife, mother, and grandmother. He survives and is not uprooted by his illness. Until finally, at the democratic party a few years ago, Ambo Tang participated in the selection of the village chief. Ambo Tang is running as one of the candidates for the village head.

He needed the funds and asked for the money back.

At that time the condition of the mother who was sick - sick and needed the cost of treatment . Where do we have the money to return the money to Ambo Tang as much as the money we borrowed. In the end we all just resigned to the provisions of fate. Paddy fields that are the only memories of the father and also our garden all belong to Ambo Tang. "

Grieved in my chest.I also felt their affection. It was very painful to imagine all that though in the end mama could pass through all and survive with next to the kidney. I clenched my fingers feeling sad as well as grieved about Adit's story.

" Mama who knew it became sad and sad. The pain's getting worse. Eventually we found him unconscious. Said the doctor who handled it, mama's disease can no longer be helped. The only way is to have a kidney transplant as soon as possible. Our world collapsed then. The absence of cost became a sword that was ready to slash at that moment. The cost of donor kidneys is very expensive. After all, we do not know where we can get kidneys from. The rest of your loan money is far from enough. "

At the time, only Lela was working. Lela's salary is also small, the deck. Brother Darre, just got married. Me and Brother Mansyah are unemployed. God sent his help through the hands of your husband, deck. "

Well. I can't deny Syafrie's sacrifice. Although I don't think that's enough to pay for my heartache.

" Syafrie's parents were very surprised at that time. Especially Ammak. He lamented the decision of his foolish son. Handing over one side of his kidney to the in-laws whose children had just run away and left his granddaughter somewhere. Not to mention, it was Syafrie who sold part of her inheritance to pay the rest of the mama's medical expenses. Which mother doesn't get inflamed, deck. " Brother Adit let out a long breath. It seems like the big news will soon be given. " Since that time, Ammak was very ill and three months later, Ammak caught up with Mr and Fajri."

I was struck by lightning in broad daylight like I am today. My mouth was suffocating with the immense shock. I swear to death, I'm really shocked and can't believe all this. I couldn't breathe for a few seconds. Without feeling my tears flowing.

Ammak is a good man. During my time as his son-in-law, I was treated like his own daughter. Never once did he make me feel uncomfortable. The only thing I hate about Ammak is that he supports silent marriage. That'sthat's all. The rest I still respect and appreciate.

" For the betrayal of Syafrie, for the pain you feel, for the presumption that you were cheated by him first, just ask the Father. Ask the Father through the mound of his grave, why he chose this path for you. Know, deck. That not only you feel pain and almost crazy because of the decision of the Father, but Syafrie as well. " Sister Adit looked at me who was bowed counting one tear after another that fell on my robe.

" But he smiled on the cover." my great-grandson defended herself. I'm afraid of losing words because there's no more

reasons to hate Syafrie.