The Bitter Three's
Pain in the Soul and the Raga

Galuh got a short message from Susan in the morning. It was Sunday and the woman asked permission to take the children to breakfast at a restaurant. Regarding the business of clothing Vini and Vici mentioned there that Galuh does not need to worry.

But Galuh's halfway to David's house, so after giving permission to Susan he still went to David's house just put the clothes on who knows Vini and Vici do not feel suitable to what Susan bought.

The state of the house was quiet that morning, it seems Susan went also with David.

So Galuh headed to Susan's room to put the kids' clothes on.

Alwa looked back and forth in front of Hanifah's room with a worried face.

Galuh approached him.

"Assalamu'alaikum Mbak Alwa," Galuh said.

"Mas Galuh! Wa'alaikum salami! This is loh mas, em ... Brother Hani since dawn locked himself in the room! I want to go with Mas Raka, but how does it feel to worry?! Brother Hani doesn't usually miss dawn at the mushola, but once I wake up he doesn't answer,"

"What's wrong?"

"I also don't know, maybe something happened last night, but I went to bed first. Abi didn't say anything either,"

"Hem," Galuh also could not have guessed. But she heard from Susan lately that Hanifa was indeed in a time of rebellion, as soon as the woman's language described Hanifa.

Not long after the greetings from the living room. Raka came with a sumringah face.

"Bro? How are you here?! My boss met you again, ah!" luh Raka's.

"Why too? Get bini people?" galuh.

"And the license from the foot is out bro, consider me a bodyguard!"

"Don't macem-macem lo ye, respectable women treat it with care! Beware of continued Mbak Alwa, tabok aja if he dares to make makeup," said Galuh.

Alwa glanced at Raka awkwardly. Raka just smiled pretentiously innocent.

"I know what kind of person Mas Raka is. His girlfriend's a lot,"

"Hem, yesterday must have met Doctor Sisca huh?" guess Galuh.

Alwa only answered him with a sigh and a sneer.

"She said she had been treated anyway mbak, because the last thing was slapped the same Sisca. Pake heels, sharp taper," said Galuh.

"But he himself who ngobatin me until the scar is gone," muttered Raka. "But still the pain. That's why I keep single. Every squirming babe, keinget lacing shoes stiletto,"

"That's good, sukurin," Galuh said with a grin.

"Anuuu, Galuh, how is this?" alwa asked while pointing at Hanifa's room.

"Hem, Madam Alwa just leave. Same salon appointment, huh?"

"Yoga structure," errat Alwa.

"Oh, who's on Inner Radio?" Guess Galuh.

"Yes, it's Mas,"

Raka immediately whistled sok innocent, Galuh sneered.

"The trainer is also his ex," rich Galuh while pointing at Raka with his chin.

"A lot of it!" exclaimed Alwa upset.

"Why is that so?!" sulkan Raka's.

"Well I'm lazy like yesterday, everyone is staring at me cynically! Almost everyone has been dating! I thought it was his wife!" nagel Alwa's.

"Yes sori," muttered Raka.

"Maklum Mbak, abege, again the search for identity," said Galuh.

"That model is like this, 60 years will also be living only!" exclaimed Alwa upset.

"Unless his wife can teach him the tongue, he must be subdued,"

"Bismillah, later I will help his wife ngajarin," said Alwa.

Galuh and Raka fell silent. It seems like something's stuck, but what?

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So after Raka and Alwa left, Galuh sat in the living room while opening her phone to check her social media. The living room was right in front of Hanifah's room, and just like Alwa, Galuh also felt that something was wrong with Hanifah's state.

So the man decided to wait for Hanifah for a while and sent a short message to Hanifah's phone.they just exchanged numbers yesterday for an interview session regarding the job at the Cafe.

Actually after this, Galuh also intends to visit his cafe just checking the inventory of goods. It's good to invite Hanifah as well so that the woman can be more excited. From yesterday, the talk about Hanifah's plan to work in Galuh cafe made a little bit of a twinkle in the eyes that had been dim to be somewhat shining. Mumpung this Sunday, cafe customers are also somewhat full, Hanifah is expected to learn various problems on the job training.

But after an hour of waiting, Hanifah did not go out of the room. This is already 10:00. According to Alwa, since dawn Hanifah did not leave the room. Is that woman hungry? Not thirsty? Hanifah usually cooks breakfast.

A situation that is out of the ordinary, makes Galuh's feelings become unpleasant.

so Galuh approached Hanifa's bedroom door, and knocked on her door slowly.

"Sir Hanifah? It's Galuh. Are you okay, Mommy?" ask Galuh.

There's no answer.

There's no answer.

Galuh became increasingly worried. The man turned his head towards the ventilation above the room door.

It was in his mind to just peek from there, making sure that Hanifah was in a good state. But Galuh still doubted, because Hanifa was not who she was, they were in the house of Hanifah's husband, and more importantly the status of Hanifah instead of muhrim and was the wife of others. So what an inappropriate action when Galuh ...

Nevermind! More desperate than I get worried! Thought Galuh while taking the dining chair and climbing it.

And how shocked he was when he saw the scene inside the room.

Galuh as quickly as possible get down from his chair, look for a screwdriver in the kitchen drawer, then pry the door slot. He tried not to attract the attention of the servants in the house with the noise he caused.

Then the man went into Hanifa's room and checked on her.

Hanifah drooped weakly on her bed naked, and her body had a high fever. There were still tears in her eyes and cheeks.

The woman was still conscious, yet very limp.

"Mr? Sister Hani? Can you hear my voice?" Galuh held the woman's limp body while shaking her cheeks slowly.

"I just want to die" whispered Hanifah.

What else is this?! Thought Galuh panicked.

"Don't you, before God Himself takes a life, man cannot kill himself to die,"

"My life never meant anything, Mas," hiss weak Hanifa.

"We're going to the hospital, right?" galuh asked while covering Hanifah with a blanket and wanted to carry Hanifah's body.

"Don't let Abi know. I don't want to go to the hospital. I'm fine, just a little scuff,"

"Missed?!" Galuh. Then the man closed the door to Hanifah's room and pulled out his blanket. There were blood stains on the Hanifah sprai. "Let me see!" and Galuh was about to open both of Hanifa's thighs.

"Mas Galuh!" reprimand Hanifah while covering her body with a blanket.

"How do I know the right medicine if I don't see it?!"

"But still can't!"

"If not treated, it will be an infection! Let's just say I'm a doctor, I'll buy you the right medicine after I get it checked out,"

Then Hanifah sighed. His swollen eyes also felt sore. He was not wearing a hijab and his hair was disheveled. All the images were seen by Galuh.

Never mind, what can be done. Hanifah doesn't want to go to the hospital anyway. He didn't want David to know.

So Hanifa stretched out both her thighs.

"Astaghfirullah," hissed Galuh with a heavy sigh.

Hanifah womanhood looks reddened and swollen, then looks droplets of blood from there due to the presence of blisters.

Then Galuh went to the kitchen and got him a warm sweet tea, paracetamol and a large basin of warm water.

"Drink first yes Ma'am, I went out for a while looking for a cure. Possibly ointment. Compress the crooked use water first," hissed Galuh.

The man came out of the room and closed the door of Hanifah's room.

About 15 minutes later Galuh returned with ointment and drinking medicine.

It also replaces the water in the basin with warmer water.

"Sir, try the bottom seat in the basin, that part should be soaked in warm water first," he said while holding Hanifah's body.

The woman had already resigned her aura to be seen everywhere. And fortunately, the basin fit he sat.

"Feed it first Ma'am," Galuh gave him a sandwich with fruit cream.

Hanifah ate in silence, her eyes still looking blankly ahead. He did not want to tell a story, Galuh did not want to find it.

"Here, sit on the towel slowly" Galuh said moments later while helping Hanifa stand up.

Galuh painstakingly applied a special ointment on the area of Hanifah women. There are some parts that blister and bleed. The man's expression did not change, only frowning to sharpen his gaze.

After that Galuh examined the rest of Hanifa's body. The wrists of the Hanifa are somewhat red due to the grip of something.

"Mas," Hanifah muttered as she chewed her sanndwich.

"Yes Ma'am?"

"I'm pathetic, right?"

I just answered with a breath.

"I don't know what else to do for Abi to turn to me" he said. "Does love have to be at this kind of sacrifice?"

Galuh put down the ointment and spread the warm sweet tea again. "True love, not painful. Because every human being wouldn't have the heart to hurt each other,"

Hanifa then shed tears. He clasped Galuh's hand and sobbed.

Galuh hugged the skinny body, and let Hanifa cry as much.

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