The Beginning of the Catastrophe
THE BEGINNING OF THE LIPSTICK PATCH OF BAB4

Kirana slowly opened her eyes and circulated her gaze. The aroma of carbolic acid mixed with the drug immediately went out, making him more dizzy. He grimaced as he inched to sit and held his head.

“Mommy is awake apparently. I'd better rest first if you still feel dizzy.”

The voice of the female doctor was heard greeting the dimly. Kirana shook her head weakly and sat for a moment on the edge of the bed.

“Who brought me here, Doc?”

“So there was a husband and wife and a man who brought Mom here in a state of fainting. They were also the ones who picked up the call when someone named Amelia's mother called.”

Kirana nodded before getting out of bed. The doctor tried to hold him back, but he brushed him off. Then, with a limp step, Kirana headed for the exit to the administration section. Shortly thereafter, Amelia—sofatnya—coming.

“Kirana, you're okay? Your face is very thick. What better not to be here first?” ask Amelia to panic.

Kirana shook her head weakly and walked past Amelia. “Gue ain't nothing, Mel. Sorry, I'm so interrupting your practice schedule, huh?”

“Nothing, Kirana. Just like anyone, anyway. Here I help!”

Amelia immediately drove Kirana to the car and sat her in the front passenger seat. Turn around the car and sit in the driver's seat. The woman glimpsed at Kirana who closed her eyes. The paler face of the friend made Amelia worried.

“Lo sure you want to go home, Kirana?”

“To my apartment, Mel. I'm males back home.”

Amelia frowned for a moment before turning on the car engine and driving it towards Kirana's apartment. Arriving in the basement of the apartment, Amelia returned to ride Kirana to her condominium. Slowly, he sat Kirana on the sofa.

“Still, Mel. Sorry, I'm taking lo. Lo if you want to go home with nothing, kok.”

“It’s okay, Kirana. Really nothing if I stay?”

“Hem.”

“Maybe you need time to make your own.”

Hearing the sound of the door closing, Kirana instantly pulled both knees and hugged him tightly. Then, the sound of roaring cries sounded so heart-wrenching. The shadow of the husband with a little boy and the woman kissing his cheek flashed back to his head. He hit the couch and roared.

“Who is that woman, Mas? Who is! There's no way he's just a regular friend, is he?”

Kirana nodded and wept for her fate. In the blink of an eye, the memories of her marriage to Aji again swirled in the head. The man he received as his priest made a sacred promise before the Creator with just one breath. How sweet was his home life at that time. All Aji's treatment succeeds in making Kirana sure her housewife will continue to be happy.

Man can plan, but God has power. Man has a thousand promises, but there are a thousand possibilities to deny them. Kirana feels fooled for believing completely in a man named Aji. He assumes the man will be faithful forever, but Aji is just an ordinary human being who could be caliph.

Not wanting to be too late in grief, Kirana ended her cries. He shuffled his seat and wiped his tears rough. Then, reach into the phone in the bag and contact someone. After the first ringtone, the call is lifted.

“Find out women living in Astana housing, block B1, number 3. I'm waiting for information immediately."

Kirana immediately disconnected the call. Then, close your eyes to reduce the tension while squeezing the phone firmly. All the evidence has led Kirana to conclude that Aji has been duplicitous. However, he did not want to rashly accuse if there was no evidence. Repeatedly he rejected all the evidence of his findings, but repeatedly he was jolted with the reality.

Tired of arguing with her own thoughts, Kirana got up from sitting down. However, he staggered back and fell back on the sofa. Kirana flinched for a moment before slowly getting back up. Then, walk while holding on to the wall towards the kitchen. He opened the refrigerator and looked for any ingredients that could be cooked.

After seeing the instant rendang rice, Kirana took it and put it in the microwave for three minutes. Then, take it out and immediately eat it until the toilet is not left. Kirana got up to get a drink. But suddenly he felt sick.

Kirana ran to the sink and vomited out all of her entrails. He immediately washed his mouth and stared at his reflection in the mirror. Then, go back to pick up a drink and bring it to the sofa. He flung his body onto the sofa and glanced at his flashing mobile phone.

After reading the name on the screen, Kirana immediately answered the call. The voice from across managed to make Kirana's heart rumble violently. He squeezed the phone firmly still attached to his ear while biting his lower lip. Then his tears fell without command.

Kirana immediately disconnected the phone because it could not stand the reality thrown by the caller. He lowered his head deeply and regained his knees while hitting the chest, trying to reduce the tightness that was blowing. However, not yet finished spilling all the tersamuk taste, nausea again came. Kirana rushed up and walked hurriedly towards the sink to spit out her entrails.

After washing her lips, Kirana looked at her reflection in the mirror and closed her eyes. He restored his rough hair and returned to the sofa. That's when his phone rings. After seeing the name on the screen, Kirana chose to pass to the room and drown herself in the bed. He curled up, then his cries broke all over the room.

“I hate you, Mas!”