RUSTING BOAT
Chapters. 55

In the morning I woke up. I immediately rushed to the bathroom to clean the body. It felt like my body was very sultry because last night, after coming home from Marina's house, I went straight into the room and went to bed..

After coming out of the bathroom I intend to mirror in front of the mirror installed between the bathroom and the kitchen. However, just as I was setting myself in front of the mirror, my ears caught the conversation of the house people about me and my son's father.

" Syafrie's home? " ask Brother Mansyah.

" It is. " replied Brother Darre.

" I gave up on Asthma. I don't know what the kid should be doing. Confused me how to deal with that stubbornness. I am ashamed of Ambo Tahang. " Ambo Tahang is the name of the former in-law of Syafrie, his father Marina.

" Mama raised her hand too. Now it's up to Asthma. If he wants a divorce, then divorce with Syafrie" said mama Lirih. I heard the voice of my mother.

" It was true yesterday that Syafrie gave Asma a few weeks to meet with Ambo Tahang. But, yesterday's incident really made me lose face if I met Ambo Tahang" said Kak Mansyah again. The clinking of the spoon met with the plate sounded like it was being violently stomped.

" My head almost broke when I learned of the incident at Ambo Tahang's house. I can't stop thinking what's in Asthma's head. The behavior is becoming - so. Until - until Syafrie became stressed. "

" We shouldn't be too hard on your sister. All this time we kept pressing him and always forced our will on him without even hearing what he wanted. In the future, I hope you can be even wiser in dealing with it. He sacrificed a lot of feelings. Mama was actually sad to see how she was."

" It's right said Mama, Shah. From now on we must be more gentle in the face of Asthma. All this time we approach it not using the heart. That's why our sister is not approaching but rather away from us." the voice of Adit this time is also heard to give an opinion.

" Yes, our little brother seems to close himself and build a high fortress for us. We are at home but rarely talk and meet. He just locked himself in the room."

" Akh, I'm dizzy to see them. Those who are at odds why I'm dizzy" said Kak Lela.

" That's it. We'd better let them solve both of their problems. If we are not able, then we can help. Both of them are adults. Let them decide for themselves what they think is best."

Everyone seems to agree with my mother's decision. Sis Mansyah and Kak Adit can no longer argue words - said mama.

To be honest, I'm a little pushy about hearing their talk. If you follow your heart, then actually I am not willing if only now they want to think about my feelings. Yesterday, where were you yesterday?

I actually felt a bit uncomfortable also having to eavesdrop on their conversation about my messy household matters. I want to go to sea from this place as soon as possible.But when I remember my mother, I feel sorry for the mother who will later feel wrong because it has tempted her child. So I decided to just stay here until they're all done.

I chose to sit on the floor and massage my dark feet because of the slow standing. I also prayed that no one would go into the bathroom and catch me eavesdropping.

The bathroom door is open. There, stood the man I didn't want to meet. He stood looking at me while looking at me. Has Syafrie also heard their talk?

I asked in my heart. Honestly, the way he looked at me made me uncomfortable. The man then dragged his steps closer to the mirror. Right next to me.

I shifted my body because I was disturbed by his presence. A few days after the incident at Marina's house, my son's father silenced me. " Why look at me like that? Are you going to kill me with that irritated look on you? Stop staring. I don't like. "my whistle.

Syafrie's face turned away from mine. " Even looking at you, I've been wrong" said the man.

" What do you want, anyway?" I challenged Fadil's father by raising my face.

" It's morning, baby. Pamali had a fight. Distant windfall. Okay, I'm wrong, I'm sorry, yeah" she said with a sweet smile.

What. That shafrie who spoke? I can't believe what just happened. Syafrie apologized and preferred to give up on me.

My tongue suddenly stifled. Facing Syafrie's attitude like that, left me at a loss for words to argue with him. I had to keep quiet following Syafrie who was also silent.

If this continues, the world can be safe.

I smiled at him. " You're okay, right? " just ask him.

" I'm good, why? " Syafrie was confused at my attitude.

" Please pinch me..! " I asked the owner of the dimple.

" Weird, why did you ask to be pinched? "

" Yes, so that I may know that this is not a dream." I told Syafrie.

" Of course it's not a dream. This.. nih, ... " Fadil's father then patted me gently on the cheek.

" Well, not conscious yet? "

I pulled his hand off my cheek. " Don't GR, I'm just making sure that I'm not dreaming.tumben once you give up. Are you planning something? "

" I'm sorry, I thought you were worried about me. Again sorry if my confidence makes you uncomfortable."

Syafrie apologized twice. Banged where he was before coming to this house. But really, I could see there was sincerity in the man's eyes.

" I'm surprised to see you give in to me."

" You heard it yourself, right? Mom said, I am learning to be a better husband for you. I'm learning to be patient and try to understand more about you. More mature and wiser. So that my wife would no longer leave me." she said, stroking my head, which is not currently closed.

" Yes, yeah.it's up to you. " I went in effect leaving the man. He walked behind me.

Doesn't he feel scared after ever seeing me go berserk. Do I need to bang her head again so she knows that I never want to go back to life with her.

Speaking of me who's been berserk. I remember what happened a while ago at Syafrie's former home.

Imagining the events in Marina's house made me shudder to myself. It turned out to be so great that the inner wound that I experienced made a woman with a distended stomach like myself go on such a rampage.

I rampaged blindly there. Until - until my stomach becomes cloudy and painful. I don't think, if I thought after exhaustion of berate and destroy the whole room in my ex-wife's house, I'd be satisfied. No. Cursed is the devil in my body.

Because just after my gaze fell on the limp-legged man, I was again possessed by a demon.

I remember how I snobbed at the family living room chair. Looking cynically at the five humans who had just arrived.

I am possessed by a demon. Not satisfied with killing the feelings of three human beings who have now collapsed helplessly, I now even target the little boy who is now in front of us.

I then stood up to the girl who was standing right in front of the one-legged man.

" Hmm, are you Marina's child? " i asked as I stroked the boy's head.

" Yes, auntie." she answered fearfully as she looked at me.

' what's your name, son? " me ask softly.

" Sasha.. aunt. "the answer is still with a scared facial expression.

His gaze reminded me of a woman I once wanted so badly to slay on top of that lap. The woman who had seized my husband by making use of his beautiful gentle and motherly face.

" Hem, your name is beautiful, but unfortunately your face is not as pretty as your name. Oh yeah, did your mother teach you the lesson that never take a man's husband if you don't want to get karma. " That's how I got back at Marina through her son. Marina's face grew pale and pale when she heard my words.

" you... " The one-legged man came forward with a limped step closer to me.

" Please watch your words. How dare you insult my son."

" why? Am I afraid of you? Hey, man. Standing on one leg you have trouble, what else to fight me." I sneered at the man. Severe.

The man was furious and maybe he intended to hit me. But before his hand fell onto my body, Syafrie was already standing before me. Fadil's father immediately dragged myself forcibly to leave the place after previously apologizing to everyone who was there.

" You are sick, Asthma" he said at the time, jerking my hand violently. His eyes were reddening with anger. Her clothes and hair are random - scramble.

With emotion, several times I saw him punch the body of the car so that his hand was now bleeding from injury.

" Just keep going, Syafrie you did that. Cih....you have always defended the family until - until you can sacrifice me and our son for your dear concubine."

Really, I was very angry at Syafrie who committed a brutal act of self-harm. This action of his is in my opinion tantamount to defending the woman and her former in-laws.

Karana was arrogant with Syafrie's attitude, then when she saw him calm down by crouching against the car, she turned her back,

I swiftly opened the car door and immediately gasp with the car.

I didn't even notice her screaming voice calling for me to stop the vehicle immediately. Stupid timing. I'm an independent city woman. Live alone I dare, what else is just running a car. I am good at carrying a car. Life in the city made me adapt to their metropolitan way of life. I learned the car and took the SIM in college.

In return for upsetting me, I rammed the front of Syafrie's car into a mango tree that was religious in my mama's yard. As a result, the front of the car was cringed and damaged even though it was not too severe. My stomach is cramping and tense. This is your part, Syafrie. Who told me to cheat and dare to take me away to meet your other 'family.

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