The Heart You Injured
Chapter 54. Pamite

A black suitcase had been barked at the corner of the front room. Not far from the location of the suitcase, stood some people with a look of a face that was so sad. Especially the face of the man who just yesterday held his wedding.

"Simbok really wants to go home? Isn't it here to keep me company, Mbok? For me, Simbok is like my own mother and I feel like I can't afford to let Mbok Surti go home."

Clear threads poured down the frame of Erlan's face. He hugged Surti's body and shed his tears. This man's embrace seemed to illustrate that he did not want to separate from Surti.

Not much different from Erlan, Surti also cried fondly in Erlan's arms. Twenty-seven years was not a short time that he went through to accompany the son of his master. Since Erlan was still in the form of a red baby until now he could make a baby, this man was like his own child even though he was not born from his womb.

"Simbok apologized Den, for now Simbok must really go back to the village. Every time there is a meeting there will be a farewell. And now is the end of time for Simbok to be with den Erlan. So please apologize if it's a lot wrong Den."

Erlan shook her head with a sense of tightness that increasingly eroded the chest. "No Mbok, even Simbok has become a great woman for me. I am grateful that Simbok is present in my life. I can't imagine what my fate would be if I hadn't been cared for and raised by Mbok Surti."

"Isshhh ... ishhh .. isshhhh .. don't be like that dear. No matter how great Surti is, he is only a maid, so you don't overdo it. And there was a time when she also had to get out of your life because she wasn't your wife."

Jenica's speech only made Erlan's heart beat pain. He wanted to feel the words of Jenica, but he tried to hold her desperately. He chose to keep tightly hugging Surti's body.

Surti smiled bitterly at Jenica's exact words with words coming out of the mouth of an uneducated person. He did not expect that the attitude of his employer's wife was far from manners and manners. But Surti tried to ignore it. Right now he just wanted to enjoy the last seconds together with Erlan.

That sense of unwillingness will also shackle the body. Not willing to part with Erlan. Surti stretched out his embrace slightly and patted Erlan on the shoulder.

"Now den Erlan already has a life companion, so it's time to go home to Den village. From now on Den Erlan already has bedmates, friends share flavors and friends share stories. Simbok can only pray, hopefully den Erlan will always be fine."

"Aamiin Mbok's. I also apologize for not being able to take Surti home to the village. But I have asked Dirman and bi Astuti to help bring Simbok home. Is it okay, Mbok?"

"It's okay Den. Simbok understands that Erlan's work is a lot." Surti faced Jenica who was busy looking at the cuttings she applied to her fingers. "Simbok titip den Erlan ya Non. Please take good care of Erlan. Don't let non Jenica hurt den Erlan."

Like a mother who advised her son-in-law, Surti also gave a message that this woman was always kind to her husband.

"Aahhh .. Mbok Surti here knows what about me? I can definitely take good care of Erlan, without being reminded by Simbok. Right now, I'm Erlan's wife, so I quite understand how to behave."

"Jen, take care of your attitude and your words. Don't overdo it like that. Mbok Surti is Jen's parents, who you should respect" Erlan said.

Jenica's lips cut down which displays her paltry taste and also her arrogance. "I understand that Mbok Surti is Lan's parents, but don't be too much like that. I'm glad I heard it."

A rough breath sounded out from Erlan's lips. He felt useless if he had to argue with his wife.

"You're fine here, Din. Never be ashamed to live your profession as a domestic assistant like this. Simbok believes that in the future, your life will be much happier than now. Only one key. Keep having a beautiful and sincere heart. Because it will be your sincerity that will lead you to happiness."

Dinda nodded slowly. His heart also joined the training when faced with the fact that today is his last day can be together with Surti. This fleeting time was enough to dampen the longing that Dinda had for her parents. Even exactly the same as what Erlan felt, for Dinda Surti also he considered as his own mother.

"Yes Mbok, I will always remember what Simbok said. Pray for me always, ma'am."

"That's definitely Din. You're a good woman. Soon your life will be overwhelmed with goodness."

"Haddeehhhhh .. This again even use the cry-nangis event all. Already Mbok, better Simbok immediately leave. It's me and Erlan, there's a need for each other, the time must be too late because of this melancholy drama."

Again Jenica chimed in on Surti's words. He seemed to be unhappy to see people in Erlan's circle love each other. I don't know what made it that way. But it seems that the view of loving each other like this is very damaging to his view.

"Jen, please be polite. It's not worth saying that kind of thing, Jen. Mbok Surti is like my own mama" Erlan said again to give a warning. Even he ran out of ways to change the attitude of the wife who has been very outrageous.

"Lan, after all, Surti's only a maid, not your mama!"

"Jenica!" shouted Erlan loudly who had exhausted his patience.

"Huh, is this Lan? You dare to yell at me? After yesterday you slapped me now you dare shout at me? Tega you Lan!"

Jenica took a thousand steps to leave behind the people who were in this room. He went out of the apartment and went somewhere.

Erlan could only let out a rough breath. He approached Surti who could only be surprised without believing anything he experienced this morning.

"Once again, forgive my wife Mbok. Please don't put it to heart."

Surti smiled meaningfully. He patted his master's shoulder. "Already, it's okay Den, Simbok understood. Then Simbok pamit ya Den. Take good care of deb Erlan. I hope one day we can meet again!"

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