The Heart You Injured
Chapter 88. Old Friend

Geck.. Geck... Tock....

"Mas Bayu ... Mother .... I'm home!!!"

Dinda set foot in front of the terrace as heavy rain poured down on the earth. The wind also blew fiercely accompanied by flashes of lightning that seemed to split the sky. Until a voice that was so blaring that it shook the glass window panels.

Dinda's voice was almost exhausted after shouting loudly calling the occupant of the house who did not open the door. He gave up and chose to land his buttocks on the lacquers that were on the porch. He moved his eyes around. Very quiet and dark because PLN cut off electricity during heavy rains like this.

"Where are Bayu and mom? Why is this house so empty? Even this house looks so dirty like it is uninhabited. Where are they all going?"

Dinda looks more and more clear as the cold air begins to gnaw at the bones and joints. He opened the suitcase and looked for a jacket in there. Luckily, the employer bought a jacket for him to bring back home so he did not have to feel cold.

"Oh my God, I'm so sleepy and my body feels so tired. Do I have to sleep on the porch like this? But if not here where else?"

Powerless to endure the whack of drowsiness, Dinda raised her legs on a lacquer. He curled up in the bamboo chair and began to close his eyes. Sure enough, it did not take long Dinda was asleep, drifting in the cradle of her dreams.

How pity. He who should go home can be welcomed by his husband and in-laws, it is only the walls that are silent like this that welcome his return.

***

Maya sits in front of the dresser while applying night cream on her face. Before going to bed, this is the ritual that he did to keep the beauty of his face. After applying the night cream, his hand grabbed a comb and began to comb his shoulder length.

"Have you finished?"

Maya said when she saw Bayu's body image coming out of the bathroom reflected through the mirror. The man was wearing a dongker color bathrobe with wet hair. The remains of water in a man's hair are what make him look much more handsome.

Bayu stepped foot, approaching towards Maya. He slightly bent his body and began to hug Maya's body from behind. Aaron perfume his wife is so sensual that makes his mind wander everywhere.

"Outside the heavy rain, dear. It feels so cold..."

Instead of responding to Maya's questions, Bayu instead opened a new topic of conversation. He also relentlessly kissed the nape of Maya's neck to make the woman kegelian.

"Why is it raining? The important thing in here isn't rain, is it?"

As she chuckles, Maya responds to the husband's question. Apparently he wanted to invite Bayu to joke. While Bayu was actually made anxious by his wife.

"We're looking for warmth!"

"Warmth? What kind of warmth is that? I really don't understand" said Maya with a soft laugh. She knew where her husband was going.

Bayu turned Maya's body. Now, in front of his eyes was clearly exposed two crazy objects hidden behind the bright red lingerie. Every now and then Bayu r*golden and played the thing and after being satisfied he held Maya's body for her to throw on the bed.

Without many words, Bayu stripped off the bathrobe he was wearing. And open up the rough lingerie worn by Maya. He also restrained his wife's body under his body.

"This kind of warmth is what I mean dear..," said Bayu as he drowned his relics into the valley of Maya's.

"Vaaahhhh .... Mas Bayu's...."

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"O Allah of Dinda!!!!"

Dinda's body wriggled as she slipped and heard the voice of someone who spread into the sense of hearing. He opened his eyes until his eyelids finally opened perfectly.

"Mbok Surti?"

"Why are you sleeping on the porch like this Din? Why don't you go inside the house?"

Dinda shifted his body until now he is in a position sitting on the lacquer. He was still trying to remember what happened until he fell asleep on the terrace until this morning.

"Every night I got here Mbok, but Bayu mas or mother no one opened the door. Where are they going?"

"It's been a week this house is always deserted Din. Simbok who usually meet your mother-in-law or Bayu, for one week they do not seem to wander in this house. Neither does Simbok know where they're going."

"Oh so yes Mbok. Uh but why is Mbok Surti here?"

"Simbok plan to buy vegetables in the market. But before leaving, Mr. Erlan called me and told me that you were taking a leave of absence to return home. Therefore Simbok took the time to stop by here."

Dinda just nodded her head. "I'm now confused as to how Mbok. I've arrived here but my husband and mother-in-law are not there."

"Have you contacted them?"

"It's precisely because of that that I go home, Mbok. Since a few days ago the mobile number of Bayu mas and my mother-in-law could not be reached. I want to know what really happened. But even here the house is empty like this."

There was a sense of pity that was lingering in Surti's heart. Since hearing that Dinda had to willingly work out of town to become a maid for the sake of the family, there was a sense of suspicion about this woman's husband and in-laws.

"You don't have Din's duplicate key?"

Dinda nodded slowly. "No Mbok, I don't have a duplicate key at all."

"Yes already, now you just join Simbok Din. You rest at the Simbok house first while eating and also bathing. Well, later in the day you can come back here. Maybe it'll be noon your husband and in-laws are home."

"But, is it not troublesome Mbok? I'm afraid I'll just make Mbok Surti a hassle."

"Of course not Din. You are Simbok's niece's friend and also a friend of his profession in den Erlan's place. So you don't have to feel sad."

Again Dinda breathed a sigh of relief. Finally, when he was in confusion, the Lord reached out His hand to help him through the good people around him.

"Thank you very much, Mbok. I don't know if there's no Surti, I do."

"It's Din, there's no need to thank you like that. Our fellow humans are obliged to help each other. But before going home, we go to the market first Din."

"Good Mbok!"

***

The atmosphere of the traditional market around Dinda's residence looks crowded this morning. One of the selling and buying transaction places where the prices of vegetables here are so affordable. Not only affordable but also can be ascertained freshness.

Dinda chose the vegetables that Surti wanted to buy. Similarly, Surti, he also looks busy choosing and sorting fresh vegetables in front of him. Until his eyes catch papaya flowers that he feels will be delicious if processed into food.

"Eh, this is what I want to buy!"

"I want to buy this too!"

Surti slightly shouted when one plastic papaya flower that lived the only one was also held by someone. Surti's face looked up slightly and saw the figure of a woman who was the same age as him. His forehead frowned when this woman's face was not so foreign in his memory.

"You?" surti said still while remembering who this woman was.

This woman also scrunched her forehead. Until finally he widened his eyes. "You're Surti, right? My old SD friend?"

"You are that ... Ssshhhhhh, who is... Ohhhhhhhhh I forgot? You .... You're..."

The woman chuckled softly. "I'm Tina, Sur. Kartina Rejopawiro's only child!"

"Jeez Kartina!!!"

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