RUSTING BOAT
Chapters. 54

I didn't really faint, because my ears could still hear the sounds around me. It's just, I'm having trouble opening my eyes. So that I know very well, where and what is going on. I clearly knew when Syafrie tried to lay my body on the bed in the woman's room.

In my heart, I cursed at Syafrie.

Damn it. You insensitive, useless man. Why did he put me here in this place. Where you and that woman spent your hot nights in this place. I'm not going to.... Syafrie, I hate you even more, you bastard...!

I cursed and cursed Syafrie in my heart.

" She, hey Syafrie. Don't lose control like that. He needs you to strengthen himself. Not in a daze like this." I heard the voice of the woman who was yelling at her ex-husband. I want to laugh out loud if I'm not sick. Unfortunately, these eyelids are very difficult to open.

I want to scream to spill my heart. But how could the man with the title of husband understand my heart. In the end, the man asked Marina to ask her to please take this and that.

" Apply it near his nose and feet, Rie. " Amboi. He called Father from the tadpole in my stomach with the call of dear sister Rie, .. hahaha, I want to laugh. Brother Rie, like a chicken ka'ri, taunts me in the heart.

I look like I'm jealous. Huh...jealous?

How come? Chuehhh

Najibs........

" How can the story be like this, Rie ? " Syafrie.

" Otherwise, is he traumatized by us? " back Syafrie shook his head.

" I don't know, Deck Ina. Know - know it's been a seizure - a seizure like this. I'm so scared." replied Syafrie.

" Okay, don't worry, Rie. I've contacted the village mantri dr. Ahmadis. He's coming soon."

Hah, look.the two strengthen and support each other. Amboi.. both ex-husband and wife are still friendly and call each other by nicknames beloved. Cheese.....

After that I don't remember anything anymore. After being examined by the mantri earlier, apparently I fell asleep and long. Probably because of the effect of the injected drug.

Upon awakening, I immediately woke up to feel someone lying next to me. Damn the Syafrie.

His hands were tightly coiled around my waist. I could feel his breath on my head that was no longer wearing the hijab.

Exasperated, I elbowed and kicked Syafrie to the ground.

" Ouch.... " With a grimace Syafrie got up and rubbed her back. Rasain.

" What the hell, Asthma. Play the elbow and push it. Say watch the cake, or step aside. Are you not afraid of sin as a husband? " sayfrie.

" No, who told me to play hug - hug everything." I jolted.

I don't want to argue. I looked at the contents of this room and ignored my intention to argue with the father of my children. Getting out of this room is the best idea there is right now.

" Take me home now. After that, whatever. You want to come back here again is also up to you. Who knows you'd want to be spoiled by your ex."

Syafrie got up from the bed and walked up to me.

" I know you're jealous. So I won't be upset with you for that unwarranted accusation" he said, staring at me.

" What? I jealous? Same you? Huh.your dreams, sir. Very kasian... Amit - amit.. If you want to turn me back, I'm happy." I sneered back at Syafrie.

" Don't be angry, honey. They're waiting for us to eat together."

Huh, I glanced at Syafrie sharply. This man, who is very good at making the fire of anger in my chest back on fire.

" I want to go home. It's up to you to have dinner with them. May you choke chicken bones and die. "my ketus.

Syafrie shook his head. I never thought he was with me. Waking up from dying doesn't seem to throw poison on my tongue any less. It's so sorry for him.

I intend to step out. I'd like to go home alone if Syafrie were still here. I can drive my own car. So without waiting for Syafrie, I intend to go home alone.

" Where are you going, son? " a voice stopped my steps. Without looking, I knew who was reprimanding me.

There, in the living room, sitting in a sickly wheelchair, the former village chief, the father of Marina and the esteemed ex-in-law of Syafrie, was staring at me. Well, it seems like today I have to face my enemies.

" Before you go home, we can have dinner first, son. " .The former in-law of Syafrie spoke to me. His speech is somewhat unclear due to the stroke he suffered.

I just kept quiet to respond to her words.

My eyes glanced at the man. Oh my God, look at the time. Karma is proven. I actually want to see a thin dry body that now only lives bones wrapped in skin. It is saddening the fate of this former village chief. He who used to be with his power, as if untouched now is like a skeleton walking frailly on a sickly wheelchair.

" Ashma, salim used to be the same Father! " Syafrie emerged from within and embraced my waist affectionately.

" I want to go home." I snorted violently and pulled his hand from my waist.

I want to feel like I'm going berserk spilling all my disappointment and frustration on the old man who caused all the havoc that happened in my life. But I don't have the energy to do all that. Fucking body shit. Why is he powerless when the enemy is in sight.

Okay, now I want to go home first. Because right now, my body cannot be compromised. It seems like I have to gather energy and mental health in order to face my enemies. I have to prepare ammo to finish off the witch woman and the old man. Let once attacked, the old man immediately sprawled.

I took my foot out. Someone pulled my gown.

" Asthma.. "

I don't care and go back.

" You can eat here, son. Marina's been cooking your husband's favorite coconut crab. He must like that."

Fix. My ammunition was filled to the full. Don't blame me. Be ready - ready to feel the poison that I will soon spurt.

With a trace of my waist I stood before the old man .

" Hey, old bangka.!" point me right in his face, making the old man immediately squealed in surprise not expecting my insolent attitude.

" Do you think I want to? I'm sudi? eat or put something in my mouth that comes from your house. What else was cooked by your beloved daughter, huh? " I screamed loudly no longer caring for their neighbors who are now immediately coming to see what happened. I don't know, either, since when Marina was in the living room. The woman approached her father who was pedaling his wheelchair towards me.

Syafrie immediately hugged my body. Perhaps it was meant to calm myself who was being overwhelmed by the lust of anger. Maybe right now, the demon in my body is prancing around - prancing with joy at seeing myself.

So, just sorry. I will not back down anymore.

" Asthma, istighfar."

I revolted in Syafrie's arms. Screaming at the mother's daughter-in-law.

" Take off me bastard.!" I scolded Syafrie with a bang. " What? What is. Tiger wants me to be quiet or pretend well in front of your former concubine. Sorry, please if you want to come back with him. I let go, I also no longer want to with the former goods of my enemies." I sprayed. The face of Syafrie pias. I'm wrathful.....

" I'm sorry, son. We were wrong. Don't scold and yell at your husband"

" Why are you just now apologizing, asshole. Be late. Can you bring my father and son back to life, can you? " i'm clammy. Syafrie hugged me even tighter.

" Sir, I'm sorry my wife, sir. I'm sorry I lacked in educating her." I was getting increasingly excited to hear Syafrie say an apology to the old man.

" Fuck, you're Syafrie. Why do you apologize to them. Those who have separated us. They caused me to lose my father and Fajri. They made me almost crazy. They are the ones who have destroyed my home and my life. Syafrie, you don't apologize to them!" It exploded what was inside my head. I roared like a wounded lion staring at the Father and the child who were hugging while crying.

"I'm sorry, son. We were wrong. We have sinned a lot against you. No, no more of your husband.For God's sake, son. We were wrong." the old man cried on his wheelchair. I'm untouchable. I laughed like a possessed person. This time it is true that I am in a trance. But for sure, I really can't control myself anymore.

" well, well, you seem to love your former daughter-in-law so much, Old Man. Alright.. nih, .. " I pushed Syafrie in front of them. " Let's take it. I don't need him. I don't need this traitor in my life. Take Marina, because it looks like you still like my used stuff.."

Marina's face was pale. Syafrie's face was red and his jaw muscles were hardened. I laughed mockingly. My heart smiles with satisfaction. Today I have slaughtered all my enemies.

I don't care if I've been rude to older people. Or to be disobedient to my husband. Stupid timing. Let it fall once, and fall and swim me in the mud of sin. I don't give a shit anymore.

Today, not only have I managed to slash the arrogant necks of my enemies, but I have also trampled on the pride and position of Syafrie as a husband in front of my enemies. Maybe the devil is currently cheering happily on everything that has happened to me. I don't know, for sure, next to my feet is in Hell.

Syafrie was speechless. She was too shocked to hear my words. His body sank down next to the old living room sofa chair. Once I caught it through the tail of my eyes, his trembling hand held back the emotions.

I stared at the frame on the wall of the living room of the mansion. There was a picture of my husband smiling with the entire Marina family. I think the photo was taken at her wedding with Marina first.

I walked closer to the frame. "Huh, you all smiled happily while I had to cry all night and almost went crazy for losing my husband, my father and my son." I grabbed the frame and with a single blow, the frame was no longer shaped. Screaming on the floor along with Syafrie's nanar gaze. Let it be ... He wants what, I don't care.

Not satisfied with all that, though, back I grabbed the vase on the table and threw it towards another frame in which contained a photo of Syafrie with the old man and his wife and another who knows who.

Fractions of glass again scattered on the living room floor of the Marina house. I walked past those who were looking at me with various expressions.

Several pairs of neighbors' eyes that tried to peek inside looked frightened while whispering looking at me. Maybe they think I'm possessed.

Let alone. The cynical grin I gave to the former son-in-law of the village chief. My heart is still satisfied, though not completely satisfied. Because I couldn't slaughter the old man who was hugging his daughter in the living room.

My stomach feels tight. Maybe because of fatigue and stress. I sat down while holding my stomach. Trying to wipe and give peace to my chest tadpole beats faster and my breath hunts. You son of Syafrie, son of a traitor. Instead of being calm, he throws a tantrum and starts acting up. Makes me grimace while holding my stomach that hurts so much. It feels like a squeeze.

" Athaghfirullah.. What happened? " an old woman screamed from the kitchen. I'm turning. Apparently the one who came was Marina's mother who was holding the baby in her arms. A toddler and a girl were standing in front of him. Behind him stood a man.

My eyes darken a little.

" Mom, why is our house in such a mess? " The girl ran to her mother.

" Sasha. Don't go there. Lots of broken glass.. " The hand of a man was blocking the little girl's shoulder. My eyes were staring at the stick that was slung over his shoulder.

My reflection drifted down towards his foot which was just next door. Who's that one-legged guy?