The Heart that is Hurt
episode 249

Zain began to collect his rupiah coffers again, he knew soon the birth of his first child would arrive.

This morning he will shop to add shopping items that have been reduced and must increase stock.

"Sik, Mas want to shop, later if there are shopping people say do not open yes, because the sister has not memorized all the prices of goods" said Zain reminded.

Khumairah nodded in understanding. Then he slapped Zain's hand and watched Zain drive his pick-up car and get bailed out by the road.

A moment Khumairah looked around the surrounding environment, full of dense houses pendudk, and it benefited their efforts.

But the thing that makes him a little curious, where the community is not so friendly as the people in the village who always say hello when meeting and also often chat.

Suddenly Khumairah remembered his hometown in the middle of the forest, without neighbors, which there is only a stretch of rice fields and vegetable crops that are used as a place for food stocks.

Khumairah never thought to buy the kitchen needs, He just stay picking from the garden and If you want fish, just sail it in the stream of rice paddies, everything is available for free.

Likewise with eggs and chicken, he got it from the farm, but after living in a new environment, he had to buy everything.

Even Khumairah still remembers there is a paddy lumbjng that mountains near his house, and it still exists today.

I had intended to go back inside the house, and his steps stopped when he heard someone call him.

The voice of a young man who had bought him a cigarette.

"Mr.. The cigarette is one pack" said the yellow-skinned and handsome young man with a charming smile.

"It turns out to be true said Mas Zain, if in the city there are many different faces of men and women" muttered Khumairah in his heart.

"Well.sorry, Mom.. My husband said the stall was not opened, waiting for my husband to go home shopping first, sorry, yes Mas" said Khumairah as he hijacked in, because he would wash the clothes he had soaked.

The young man's face was a little disappointed, because he was lazy to walk to the front of a gap that was quite a bit time-consuming.

But for a moment he returned sumringah when he saw Khumairah entering the house. He looked at Khumairah's body walking towards the kitchen.

He suddenly felt dirty intentions towards the woman. Because currently Khumairah only uses negligee only.

Khumairah's clean skin and face are so charming, making the young man has long harbored feelings that He has long stored.

The young man drowned here and there, making sure no one saw him enter the rented house.

The young man sneaked into the house and approached Khumairah who was in the kitchen, and precisely was washing clothes.

Because so excited, he unconsciously kicked a coffee glass lying on the floor, it turns out Khumairah forgot to raise it on the kitchen table.

praanck...

The sound of the glass rolling, but not broken. This made Khumairah surprised and curious about what happened.

He was surprised to see the young man enter his house and approach him to the kitchen.

"Eh, Mum.. What's up, huh?" asked Khumairah curiously.

The young man whines "Anu, Ma'am.. Would you like to have a drink of water?" the young man said when he came into his house.

Khumiarah's innocent attitude made her just trust the young man.

The young man nodded and smiled cunningly "Yes, Ma'am.. Thirsty, ask me a glass yes" pinta the young man with a fake smile.

Khumairah nodded her head, then moved towards the dispenser and took a glass of water to give to the young man.

But unexpectedly, the young man ambushed Khumairah from behind. The woman was shocked and rebelled.

"Eh.. Uh.. What do you want?" ask me, confused.

"Already, Ma'am just be quiet, do not scream" said the young man whose hands have been swaying Khumairah's body.

"Eh, Mum.. My husband advised that no one should hold my body, why do you hold me?" said Khumairah who insisted his body to break away from the young man's embrace.

"Bak is very beautiful, I can not stand to hold everything" said the young man with his voice that began to stain because it endured the turmoil of his passionate desire.

Khumairah was confused by his current condition. Because the young man's touch was so burning.

But for a moment He remembered Zain's message if He should be good at taking care of himself if He was not beside him, and should refuse or fight if anyone tried to touch his forbidden body part.

And sure enough, the young man had gone through the melon with greed, and once said it was the part that no man should touch except Zain, her husband.

At once Khumairah saw the teflon pan that was nearby, because their position was on the side of the kitchen table.

Khumairah quickly grabbed the teflon pan and smacked it into the young man's head.

The young man gasped over what Khumairah had done. He grimaced with the excruciating pain in his head, and there seemed to be a firefly flying in front of him, and had not yet lost the young man's shock, Khumai again hit the new pan teflon used to make an egg omelet this morning to the young man's face.

Instantly the young man moved a step back towards the back. She held onto her head and sore cheeks.

Instantly the black color of the teflon pan imprinted on the young man's face, and Khumairah hurriedly walked out of the house.

His enlarged stomach slowed his movements, the young man chased after him by staggering to get Khumairah.

Khumairah was terrified and tried to reach the front door immediately.

Instantly the roar of Zain's car engine was heard stopping in front of their stall.

The young man twisted his brain to not look Khumairah's husband. The young man slipped through the kitchen door and hurried away from Khumairah's house.

While Khumairah was relieved that her husband had returned, she looked back and the young man had disappeared.

Khumairah was confused as to whether he would report the incident just now or not, because the young man had already been seen.

Zain exited the car door and headed to his car tub to bring down the item he had just bought.

"The.. Make Mas coffee" said Zain who saw his wife look dumbly standing on the doorstep by holding a teflon pan in his hand. Zain thought his wife was going to cook something for bringing a teflon.

Khumairah flinched as Zain called out to her, and nodded her head quickly.

Khumairah walked limped, He still felt afraid if only the man was still in the kitchen.

Khumairah looked alert and her eyes wailed around her, and she saw that the kitchen door was slightly open.

Khumairah made sure the young man came out through the kitchen door, and she quickly locked the kitchen door, turned on the stove to cook water and made a cup of coffee requested by Zain, her husband.