THE MARRIAGE ENDS IN WOUNDS.

THE MARRIAGE ENDS IN WOUNDS.
I-I thoughtless.


"Dit, I'm fine. don't need to be taken to the doctor," refused Mr. Renggono, his breath faltered with a cough.


"Father must recede, let it heal quickly," Adit put a jacket on his father's body.


"True Adit, sir," Abim chimed in.


Adit carried Mr. Renggono, when he arrived at the guest room stopped for a moment, glancing at Reny ma'am who was scribbling the corner of the thumb nail. "Based on a flirtatious grandmother," inner Adit.


Abim walked first, opened the car door for Adit with Mr. Renggono.


"Satan-pelan Kak" said Abim helped Adit lay down his former in-laws in the middle seat and then put Adit's lap to sleep.


Abim doesn't talk much about driving Adit's car to the hospital.


Adit immediately took care of the registration and so on, while Abim accompanied his in-laws to enter the doctor's room.


"Pak Renggono's family" call the nurse. After a few minutes Abim and Adit waited for the queue.


"I, Sus" Abim and Adit advance together.


"Come Mas" said the sister.


Abim and Adit went into the doctor's office, as instructed by the nurse.


"Who are you, Mr Renggono?" ask the doctor after you have finished checking.


"We're his son, Doc" they answered.


"Pak Renggono, suffering from Pneumonia," explained the doctor.


"What is Doc?" ask Abim.


"Diseases that attack the lungs, caused by infection, resulting in inflamed and swollen lungs, or also called wet lungs," the doctor explained at length.


"Wet lungs, Doc?" Adit was surprised, during this Mr. Renggono rarely sick, especially since young Mr. Renggono never smoked.


"Betul, Mr. Renggono must be treated, because his breathing is tight, we will provide drugs, and oxygen therapy," the doctor explained.


"Do your best Doc" replied Adit.


Mr. Renggono was immediately treated by a doctor, Adit then took care of everything assisted by Abhimanyu. The two men did not feel tired despite returning home from work.


"I go home first Brother Adit, later tonight God willing to come here again" said Abim.


"Thank you, Bim" Adit approached Abim when he wanted to get out of the ward of Mr. Renggono.


"Sama-sama, Brother Adit" Abim then came out wearing shoes, because the rules in this hospital must take off footwear when entering the nursery.


Adit could say nothing more, other than a word of thanks. Adit was moved by his former sister-in-law to stay well with his family, even though his mother and sister had hurt him. "Please, tell me about the Bim Roses" Adit added.


"Okay, sister, I will convey" replied Abim then out of the hospital ordered a taxi intending to take a motorbike to the house of Rose.


Crutches.. kruk..."


Abim's stomach rang after arriving in front of Rose shop. Abim got out of the taxi, headed for Riska's bakso kiosk. Her body feels cold eating baso must be delicious. Her thought.


"Assynoltom..." Abim said hello, it is eight o'clock at night Riska's stall is very crowded.


"Waalaikumsalam.." Everyone who was eating meatballs turned their heads.


"Beautiful, nyaaa.." There were three girls, amazed at Abim.


"Here Mas, there is still a place" The three girls, each offering a place near them.


"Thank you. I'm here" Abim refused and sat down beside the kitchen border wall.


Without Abim knowing, a girl inside noticed him.


"Heemm." Sutisna Dehem then chuckled to see Melati who was looking at Abim.


"Mr..." Melati smiled shyly, caught her father.


"Have met there," said the Father then take a coffee sachet and brew for the customer.


"True said Mr. Mel, asked Abim there gih, want what message, or... want your message?" ms Riska also teased with a smile.


"Mother.I'm still so late, I just asked." Jasmine pouting.


"Sebeeel..that means, Glad Right, yes no sir," Abim suddenly entered the kitchen approaching Melati with a smile.


"Whether here?!" ketus Jasmine.


"Yes obviously want to eat baso" replied Abim.


"You're eating meatballs kok kedapur,"


Kruuk.


Abim's stomach rang again in front of Melati too, immediately hiding the shame.


Melati looked at Abim from behind remember Abim's stomach that sounded earlier, he then mix meatballs for her.


"Sir, please give this meatball to Mas-Mas, who is carrying the tray yes" Melati said to one of the servants.


"Non Good"


The servant gave the meatballs to Abim. Abim looked clingy looking for Melati.


*******


At the same time, Diah just returned from work, tired, tired, lethargic to become one.


"Alfred.." call him, as he opens the door with a spare key. But the house is very quiet. Diah then opened the room door.


"Yes aampuun. Seeing the messy room.


He went back out to the dinner table, opening the rice hood, looking empty.


Diah heaved a heavy sigh, dropping her buttocks on the chair violently.


He opened the phone to call Alfred but was not picked up. Diah's heart, if you go home later, want a message to bring food, his stomach is hungry.


Diah also wrote a message again tick one. One minute, two minutes Diah waited. However, Alfred boro-boro contacted, the message was not opened.


Diah got up from the chair, saw the refrigerator had only eggs, he took one, took instant noodles in the closet and boiled it.


While waiting for the cold, Diah took a bath, copied the clothes, after tidying up, then returned to the kitchen, took the noodles in a bowl, ate them in front of the television.


Stomach feels full, Diah overslept, in front of the television because of fatigue all day work.


Naturally, he worked in a factory in the production of packaged food even though while sitting his hands never stopped.


Diah and his friends must reach the target set by the company. If not, the salary will not be enough to eat, pay rent, electricity, and others.


What can make Diah can only work like that, if you want to get a better job, of course you have to go to college.


"Shelf! brak! brak!


"Sheaaaahh..."


Diah didn't hear Alfred's scream outside, the horn of his pulse.


"Shelf! Brak! brackets.


If Alfred had kicked through the door, Alfred was banging on the window right next to where Diah slept.


"Yeah" Diah walked with a rub of his eyes toward the door.


Chequek.


Diah opened the door, along with Alfred entering looking staggering, the smell of alcohol pungent.


"Fred.. Are you drunk?" ask Diah, washing the door again. He was shocked to see Alfred drunk this time.


"Ahahaha...who said I was drunk, huh?!" Alfred pointed to Diah. "hueeek"


Corot" Alfred puked in front of Diah. Alfred then approached Diah who was still dumbfounded to see what was happening.


Diah retreated in fear, staring at Alfred's face, looking red eyes, grinning constantly urging himself.


"Diah..you love die to me right. Come serve me, Diah..."


"Hoeeekk... Alfred was breathing out his stomach.


Alfred woke up again, approaching Diah.


"Fred.. please.. don't..." Diah could not go anywhere anymore, Alfred's hand locked Diah's body that had stuck on the wall.


"I love you..."


Alfred dropped Diah's body violently until he fell on the floor. Alfred holding Diah's chin he seemed to lust after Diah's fragrance.


Instead, Diah felt like throwing up Alfred's bad breath.


"Fred. don't..." Diah screamed in fear.


Alfred overcame Diah's body and forced him to serve.


Finished giving up desire, Alfred drooped on the carpet straight to sleep.


While Diah was limping down the road to the bathroom. Diah flushed her body in tears, not expecting Alfred the beloved man would do something like this.


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