RUSTING BOAT
Chapters. 74

Syafrie, angry? Akh.....Dreams only times I could see Syafrie angry. You see, I don't believe in the size of a guy who just wants to talk in front of my family and when helping to take care of Fika, he can make a sound. Cheese..... Syafrie tai...

I don't know why the end of this upset me back again to Fadil and Fika's father.

I'd love it to trace the man's trail. His attitude is very causing. The irritability of Syafrie's speech made me become anxious and annoyed myself.

I quite understand, he might still feel ashamed of the embarrassing event. Hah. fainting while accompanying a wife who is fighting life gives birth to a baby is indeed very embarrassing. More for those who often pride themselves will be ready to be a husband on standby. Bah. Did I ask him to faint? Strange - just weird. So, why should he be upset. I should be the one who's upset. He told to keep even fainted.

However, I can't accept if that reason makes him act as if away from me. That's not an excuse. Act as if I were disgusted by him and he who was fed up with me. To be honest, I hate all of this.

He really makes me sorry. Why don't I record Syafrie's expression when he fainted and woke up with a sad expression because the opportunity to punish his son was taken over by Kak Mansyah. Well.my evil sister and also Syafrie's best friend happened to come when I was struggling to get Fika out. Finally. because Syafrie who has been passed out, forced to Kak Mansyah who wronged his nephew because Syafrie who was waiting - wait did not come to his senses.

Why do I feel upset when I remember it?

If only I knew...

" It looks like he does look more reserved these days. Maybe it was because he had trouble at work again. Or maybe too tired because of a lot of work" said Kak Lela.

Duh.. sebel. Actually I wanted to tell Kak Lela, that my mother-in-law was ashamed of me for feeling like she had failed to be a standby husband to me. Maybe he felt like a loser in front of me when he faced the birth of his son.

" Once, Brother. I have to see Mas Haris. Between us there are things we have to talk about and we have to finish. Take it easy, I know myself, too. Haris is married to Isna. And I also have Syafrie and our children. It's impossible, right? I just threw them away. Therefore, allow your sister to meet Haris and end it all. To end whatever was between the two of us. Let the Syafrie take care of Afika. Today, it also happened that he was off. So I thought, mumpung off, Syafrie can play as much as Afika."

" But, Asthma. Does Syafrie know about all this? "

" Yes, he knows! " I lied to Lela on purpose. I'm sorry, Brother. But I had no other choice. If only Syafrie knew, of course he would be furious and could - could strike talk until lebaran monkey.

If so, the ends - the ends I will also be bothered later. Because whatever I want to say or whatever I want, I have to convey through the intermediary Fadil. Hadeuh .. cape deh...

I actually could not bear if in every fight we always involve Fadil who acts as an intermediary. It seemed that the boy was also mature enough to understand and protested to both of us. He boldly said that we had been blessed by God a mouth that could be used to speak. Why not use it yourself to convey purpose and purpose. He said talking was important for communication. Gee whiz.... That spicy-mouthed fadil learned where huh?

" continue, Mansyah... You know not..? "

" Goodness, Brother. Brother want me chopped up with Brother Mansyah? Already know him and Syafrie... "

" Well, who knows just me and Syafrie? " ask Lela to make sure.

Brother Lela sighed deeply. He looked at me who was now pretending to be busy with black glasses and hand shirts.

" Yes, already. Go awayl. But remember, you are a wife and a mother. Don't be like - sort of. Remember that at home there is someone who loves you sincerely and always looks forward to your presence. There are people who need you. Syafrie, Fadil and Fika. There are a lot of temptations out there. Do not be easily influenced and carried away by feelings. He and I are both bound by marriage. So you have to remember each other's limits." Kak Lela's lecture was long.

Hah.what was it said Lela. Carry feelings? Come onl....

That's right..?

I just wanted to meet with Mas Haris to explain my feelings. I want to end this. That's it, nothing more. But what I caught from the direction of Kak Lela's conversation, as if I was going to run away with Mas Haris who is my ex-lover and leave them all as I had done ten years ago.

Jesus. I am a woman who has just recovered from the puerperium. My condition is still weak. So how could I possibly have the energy to jambak - jambai with his wife Haris. Could die me....

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The meeting with Mas Haris went on like I imagined. From the first moment I set foot in this place, not a word has come out of my mouth. All the things I had planned, yawned somewhere. The same goes for Mas Haris.

I didn't know if Mas Haris had come alone. I originally wanted to say all my heart and also wanted to say goodbye to Mas Haris, suddenly silenced when he was in the presence of a shady-eyed man who still had the same gaze as a few months ago.

" I'm not married to Isna. I canceled our wedding just as the recitation of the qabul ijab was about to begin." he said.

My mouth immediately gaped wide. I didn't expect Mas Haris to welcome me with this shocking news. I thought Mas Haris would come without Isna to this place because I thought he felt bad for me if he saw her with Isna.

" I'm sorry, Asthma. It's so hard to get your shadow out of my life. " The man clenched his hands together while looking down did not dare to look at me.

Then I. I can no longer speak. The news that was just delivered by Mas Haris did not actually make me happy. There was a sense of emptiness but there was also a slight feeling of regret present in the recesses of my heart.

I thought Mas Haris was happy with the other woman he chose. But I was wrong. Mas Haris couldn't get rid of all the memories about us even though he tried as hard. I became sad, how I used to be lamenting fate because I felt that I had been dumped by that man just like that. Thousands of chats and phone calls from me none of which he ever replies to. Until all I got was a hurtful reply and also a piece of the goddamn invitation letter.

Kiraku by not replying to all the chat and also my phone, I assume he has forgotten me. I hope my man is happy to be with his chosen girl. I was actually wrong. It turned out that Mas Haris chose for himself and..... what is this? Does that mean Mas Haris still hopes for me?...

" What's wrong, Asthma. Why are you so cruel to me. You have not only broken my heart. But you also broke another woman's heart. The woman who was forced to swallow the bitter pill when I was forced to cancel the qabul ijab on our wedding day. Is it Asthma's fault? Why is it so hard to erase your trace from my life? "

" I'm sorry, Mas.. " That's the only word I can say. I could only sob while lamenting the fate that seemed to play with my life. Why...this has to happen to me?... If only I could repeat everything. I prefer not to get to know the two people who have made me have to tear and also eat nestapa cake. If only...?