RUSTING BOAT
Chapters. 76

Before I went far away leaving the cafe, Mas Haris' voice was able to make my heart and heart bleed again - blood.

" Syafrie asked me to see you. "

You fucking Syafrie...!!!!

I'm really angry right now. My anger has reached level ten. As powerful as I can boost my motorbike so that it can get home soon. My only goal is one, beating up that shithead Syafrie. He had already completely made me lose my pride in the presence of Mas Haris.

What does he consider me? I made it like an item. That is as easy as handing over his ownership if it is no longer needed. Just watch out for you Syafrie..! my growl.

Brakk...! I broke down the door of the room without excuse until it broke formless.

While shaking my waist, I looked up at Syafrie who was sitting on the bed. His mouth gaped in disbelief staring at me. But it was only a few seconds. After that his expression returned flat. It's like I've never done any of that.

" Have you gone home? " said lirih.

" What right do you have to do that to me. Do you think you're great? " My tail's fiery. I stepped into the room whose door was now out of shape with a limp. Legs hurt.

But my heart hurts even more. Unheard-of..... Syafrie has been playing me.

Syafrie again fiddled with the board containing the number and letter keys seriously. I don't know what he's working on. I walked up to Fadil's father and looked at the face of the man who had made my pride like being thrown with dirt. His face was flat, there was no surprise at the incident. So I'm sure it's one hundred percent that Syafrie arranged the meeting between me and Mas Haris.

" You haven't answered my question, Syafrie..! " buckled rough. I wanted to scream and berate this man and spill all my anger right now. But I remember there was Fika who fell asleep in my mom's room.

Syafrie stopped her activity by pressing the number and alphabet keys on the keyboard and looking at me. At least he was not bothered by the door incident that just happened earlier.

My breath was stingy - stinging because it held back the emotions that had reached the crown. Syafrie really tested my patience.

" Here, sit down. We can't talk if you're angry so . "he said, patting the bed beside him

" Who do you think you are? So you can just play me, huh? " i ignored her request and yelled annoyed at her while shaking her waist.

" Asthma. Don't yell - shout! It's not good to hear mom. "

I started sobbing. " You know, because of your bad attitude, you'd rather sacrifice our marriage and marry Marina. Because of that bad attitude, you also defend the woman more than thinking about how I feel when pregnant with our child. Now, for the same reason, you'd rather hurt me than not feel good about mom and everybody else."

" Asthma....

" You never appreciated me as a wife. You never ask me what I want. You also never want to hear or obey my wishes. Even when you decided to marry that woman, you never thought about how I felt. To you, I mean nothing. I'm no more just a child-printing machine for you, which you consider to have no heart and no feelings. "

With a disappointed step I turned around and left the mother's daughter-in-law. My heart is really hurting, realizing that this self is no more valuable than trash.

" Asthma.... " Syafrie ran and blocked my wrist. Trying to hold my step. But I who was already injured did not make his call and just continued to step outside the house. I picked up my helmet and sling bag, ran my scoopy out of my mama's house regardless of the shouts of Syafrie calling out my name.

Fuck the Syafrie. Is this what he wants? I left her life, and went back to Mas Haris. Such as items returned to the owner after being borrowed. Shithead Syafrie.....

This time, sorry. I won't grant her wish to see me back with Mas Haris. I'm going away from her life, but not to go back to Mas Haris. Even though I still love that shady-eyed guy.

I don't know how long, I escaped from the pursuit of Syafrie. I stopped after feeling tired of driving for two hours. I threw my ass on the floor of a cottage by the side of the highway. Tiredness and tiredness mixed into one with sadness in the heart. My body shook with emotion and hunger.As I recall, I haven't touched a single piece of food since waking up. Because of the emotions with Syafrie, I went straight home without touching the food that Mas Haris had ordered for me at the cafe. Also at home, instead of eating, I immediately broke into the room and hit Syafrie. Once satisfied, I immediately left again until I was here. In this place. Far away from the town and the crowds. This place is so deserted.

I don't know where I'm at. I looked around me.There was nothing but a stretch of palm trees and also rows of banana trees along the way. Every now and then a vehicle passed in front of me. I cried out my feelings. I don't know how long I've been crying. All I know is that it's late, and soon it's dark to say hello.

After a long while my tears subsided a little.I tried to pack my tears and remove the traces there. Tidying up the decoration on my face that looks very messy.

A few moments later I felt***** my milk hardened and hurt. This is the second time I have felt it. I know, right now, Fika must be looking for her mother. My beautiful child must be crying right now.

Imagining that cute little face moving around looking for food sources, made me realize. Suddenly I miss my beautiful daughter.

No. gabe...I can't be selfish. I still have kids who need me. I still have the love of Fadil and Fika, I have relatives who love me and also most of all there is a mother who loves me and loves me more than anyone in this world.

Aware of that, I hurried up and turned on my motor. My son must be crying right now. I turned back my motor and drove splitting the silence of the road that began to dark because the day had entered magrib time.

Traffic on this road began to be crowded by vehicles of wood transportation trucks that usually operate at night. My mind became unsettled. My heartache is still feeling. At one corner I turned my bike. But...what is it ? A bright light shone towards me. It felt so close that my reflexes slammed the steering wheel to the left of the road. My body fell and slammed into the road. I felt a violent impact hit my body after that in a row a large object hit me. I wanted to scream but I couldn't. Let alone to make a sound, just raise my mouth I am no longer able. I feel my body drifting as light as cotton. After that, I don't remember anything else.