THE MARRIAGE ENDS IN WOUNDS.
Bride Nelangsa.

The night passed by Abim with great disappointment. His eyes were hard to shut, until the night changed in the morning.

After the shower he only wears a makeshift shirt, it looks like it has been used that he took from the closet. Maybe, this is Adit's clothes. Because this house is his. There was not a single piece of clothing that Abim had brought here.

The clock shows at half-seven in the morning, Diah is still fast asleep. Abim had no intention of waking his wife. Later the new night will demand honesty from his wife who has taken his crown.

Abim took a deep breath. It's almost seven o'clock, why his wife hasn't had a mandatory bath. Do you not know, or pretend not to know?

Abim clucked in annoyance, then went down the stairs.

Abim orders an ojek, waits for a few minutes, then goes to Papa's house.

******

At the house, Abim pushed the door, apparently not locked. "Eh Aden, where are you?" ask the aunt who is preparing breakfast. The master came only by himself.

"Where not to go with Bi, Papa and Mama?" Abim asked back.

"She took a bath Den." replied Bibi while running to the kitchen.

Abim also climbed the stairs, he intended to change clothes better to go to work, rather than stay at home dizzy head.

Bruck"

"sister"

"Loe"

Abim and Intan collide, when Abim steps down the last ladder, a well-groomed Intan comes out of the room. Both also fell. Thank goodness it didn't slide down.

"Ih! sister why the hell...the road whizzed?" Intan mlengos was upset while rubbing his lutu.

"Loe was moaning!" Abim rubbed his elbow that hit the door. The two, still grimacing withstanding the pain, sat in front of the room door.

"Oh brother, why are you here? where's brother Diah?" tanya Intan was surprised, the newlyweds who should have been warm were even here.

"Not come." said Abim short, then stood in the room.

"Sister, wait!" Intan chased after him, came in.

"Why would you come here Tan? I want to change clothes, dodol!"

Abim menoyor his sister's head, it's common to meet. But they love each other.

"Sir, dong's story? what's Diah's attitude, towards sister?" cecar Intan's. Intan just wants to know how Diah's attitude if with her brother. Because, Diah with Intan like a Cat with a Dog every time he meets.

"What's going on?" abim asked, his forehead wrinkled.

"Surely Abim, disappointed is not the same Diah? my name!" todong Intan's.

"Kepo loe, you get out there! I'm gonna change my clothes." Abim walked into the closet.

Intan was still staring at Abim's back, Intan thought definitely on his wedding day. Her brother was already having problems seen from Abim's face that looked not cheerful as usual.

"Hurry out Tan, I'll get changed!" abim's voice rose an octapus making Intan shocked.

"Yes, yes" Intan ngacir left his brother immediately joined papa and mom was about to have breakfast.

"Tan, said your sister's aunt here, where's Abim?" ask mama Sahina who has been sitting at the dining table with papa.

"Still copy Ma's shirt, look Ma, the last time Abim's brother hit Intan" Intan raised his shirt up.

"You're rich in soap operas hitting each other-collision." Papa joking then sipping milk for bone health.

"Pa, is Papa feeling weird? why yes, Abim here, where alone again,"

"Pick up Ma's bike"

Mama looks worried as she looks at the stairs. Abim has not come down yet.Mama is not sure of papa's answer. Everywhere newlyweds are usually happier at home for whatever reason.

"Pick up Ma's clothes, she doesn't have a change of times?" connect papa from earlier, say relax.

In the middle of the conversation, the sound of shoes was heard. Everyone looks up at the stairs. Abim was neatly dressed in a shirt, tie and pants material.

"Bim, you want to work? aren't you still on leave?" mama asked, surprised.

"Rather than at home what Ma wants" he said weakly.

Mama does not want to ask again, papa still silences his son. On the table eating feels quiet, only the clang of a spoon.

Mama occasionally looked at Abim who seemed to have no taste for food, only bribing a little.

"A fight with your wife?" ask Papa Wahid at last after finishing breakfast. I

Apparently from earlier even silent Papa noticed his son.

"No Pa, hehehe.. time quarreled," Abim laughed insipidly.

"You go together" said papa, tightening his tie.

"Without Pa, Abim came here to get a motorbike."

"Rather than staying with in-laws, you feel uncomfortable, your wife is invited to stay here only Bim." mama Sahina who just came out to advise her son.

Mama intends to teach her daughter-in-law to be better in front of her.

"Yes Ma, Abim wants a house contract, let us be independent, but if forced to not be able to stay here for a while." Abim's reason makes sense. Mama just said it.

Mama Sahina leaves with Papa kekampus. Intan drives a bike to the boutique, currently Intan is managing.

Abim rode a motorcycle to PT Primajaya. He still works in the office of Mr. Johan his papa friend. As an ordinary employee, the salary is not too large.

Before Abim there was a problem with his parents. Papa always asks that Abim take over the lead of the Garment. But Abim, still not ready.

But at this time let alone offered, the monthly ration money from Papa was forfeited because it was withdrawn.

******

At ten o'clock in the morning Diah opened her eyes, her hands groping the bed next door. Feeling empty Diah woke up, sitting observing her innocent body, she smiled remembering the struggle with her husband last night.

She took off the blanket and went to the bathroom. Twenty minutes later, he was out. Diah rubbed his wet hair until it did not drip again while pecking himself in front of the glass.

After changing clothes, Diah searches for her husband below leaving the room still in disarray. Downstairs, quiet. "Mas Abim where the hell is it? muttered.

Diah opens the phone looking for a number that says. Grandparent. Repeatedly contacted Abim but was not appointed.

"Mas..pick up dong," he spoke to himself. Tired of Diah's phone writing messages.

Abhimanyu, where are you? when I was living alone. I'm hungry anyway.

One minute and two minutes before lunch, Abim did not read the message.

Diah was annoyed at stomping her feet. Then take the five thousand money lying on top of the gesfer usually the mother is always kept in that place.

He opened the door to walk out of the house, looking for a nearby stall to buy a pack of instant noodles, and one egg.

Quickly because his stomach was rumbling, while carrying a black plastic bag he returned home.

Cclack.

The stove is lit which has been filled with water and then poked the noodles. After the ripening put it in the bowl.

Diah sat in front of the television bribing noodles that were still boiling, while blowing to reduce the heat, after snapping noodles in a bowl and then sending it to her husband.

******

Abim who is being bagged order lunch, open the phone read chat from his wife does not intend to reply. Abim is now lamenting his nippy to be the bride of the nelangsa.

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