THE MARRIAGE ENDS IN WOUNDS.
I've Got to Go.

Seconds of changing hours, Gita was just a roll all night, she could not close her eyes. The 28-year-old woman, who is white, slept on a fold-down mattress below, not wanting to sleep with her husband.

Until he heard the echoes of dawn, he woke up folding the mattress back and leaning on the corner of the room.

He prostrated himself to Allah, after bathing and taking ablution water. To be given the strength to live an increasingly complicated life.

Along with that Alfred opened his eyes sweeping the entire room. He was astonished when he looked at the Gita who was praying fervently.

Alfred was puzzled he remembered instantly that last night he was heavily drunk and ushered in by a woman. And the bike went nowhere, probably still at the night club. Already now the history of Alfred may only arrive here. He was caught by two women who are now his wife.

"Gita.." he said in a hoarse voice kas woke up, walking up to his wife and hugged Gita who was opening her face.

"Don't touch me Fred, before you promise, not to touch that damn drink!" ketus Gita jerks Alfred's hand.

"Sorry. I drank a little Git, because of dizziness," Alfred reasoned.

Gita stood up and left Alfred and sat on the bed, both silent.

Alfred stared at Gita's face like he was waging the flames of war, he was sweating coldly. The two women who had always craved for her were now all turned ready to attack.

"Who is Diah Fred?" ask Gita to dhe point.

Alfred gasped, his tongue feeling faint to speak, how did Gita know? thought.

"Who is Fred?!" gita Bentak.

"In-dia..." Alfred stuttered to answer.

"An honest answer, Fred?!" Gita then stood in front of Alfred who was still sitting on a prayer mat, but not finished praying.

"In-he. i-wife I ju-ga," Alfred is like a man who will be pounced on day to be afraid.

Buc, buk.

Gita beats Alfred with a pillow, now his heart is broken, he has dared to fight his father, only to defend a useless man like Alfred.

"You're the lying man Alfred, divorce me, divorce me Alfred...!!" buk buk's.

"Mommy.. Don't hit Daddy..." Freddy runs inside and embraces Alfred's body to prevent Mommy from continuing to beat, Freddy does not know just being hit with a pillow where it might hurt.

*******

In one of the rooms of the house Rose finished praying beautiful girl, sitting pensively on a prayer mat.

He misses Abim the man he loves. She was Melati, wondering in her heart, why after helping her, Abim was completely unwilling to meet or at least send a message.

Melati wanted to thank Abim without him somehow. And also want to take the decision to accept Abim knitting love back that has been torn apart.

But shame is greater than confessing his love. Melati wants to start a life with Abim, but how? of course it is impossible for Melati to make her point.

Melati hoped Abim would come to see her and repeat what Abim had told her.

"Mel, I love you,"

But Melati only dreamed in fact no longer heard the word.

"Mel, have you prayed?" tanya Roses suddenly entered Melati's room.

"Astagfirlullah.. shocked sister" Melati stroked her chest.

"What else do you think... early in the morning how to daydream?" Roses chuckling.

"Not daydreaming" replied Melati.

"Don't lie Mel, it's been a few days, sister noticed." The rose silently watched her sister.

"Sister, according to brother Rose, how the hell...if we as women express love first?" tanya Intan's cheeks red in shame.

"This is like a brother."

"Depends" answered the short Rose.

"Despite?" Melati confused her brother was asked in a convoluted manner.

"Depending on how Mel was originally, didn't you tell me the same brother, if Abim ever expressed his feelings to you,"

"Kok so Abim is sis?" Melati is still pretending.

"Don't cover up with your sister, Mel, you know, you guys actually love each other right? only you are ashamed to admit," said the Rose is true.

"No need to wait for Abim Mel, if you really love him quickly say, you don't want it? Abim fell in love with a European bule woman there?"

"Sister mean?" Melati stared at the sticky rose.

"Abim leaves today, nine o'clock, call! say," said the Rose.

"What's? isn't... It's still a week, brother?" cecar Jasmine.

"The problem is that you do not know, because he called your sister, apologizing for not being able to visit Syifa for a long time" said Rose at length.

"Sister... Why didn't you say that?" Melati then stood up to open the closet, take a long sweater shirt that he hung, wear a hooded, take a sling bag insert a cell phone lying on the bed.

Rose looked at her confused sister who was in the fog.

"I left" he said without waiting for the Rose to answer, walking and ordering a taxi.

"Mel.. bring a bag of bread" the sound of the Rose still sounded faintly but Melati no longer turned her head.

Melati waiting for a taxi is currently at 6 if it leaves at 9 which means seven hours Abim has left for the airport. Jasmine restless.

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Abim in the room was getting ready to put clothes from the closet into the suitcase he was about to carry. And also important letters, passports, and so forth, do not forget also Abim included a photo of Melati that he took from the album on the bottom floor last night.

I'm leaving Mel, loving not having to have if we match wherever we're gonna meet.

Abim kisses a photo of jasmine and puts it in a suitcase.

No no no no

Abim walked quickly down the stairs while carrying a suitcase.

"Ma... Pa... Abim departed yes" Abim approached his parents and kissed the back of his hand.

"You be careful there, son" mother hugged her eldest son tightly her tears broke, although she used to be separated from her son because of the school outside the city. But at least you can visit every month. But this for two years? thinking that long Mama Ina was really sad.

"Mama..don't be sad dong..." Abim wiped his tears, then held his shoulder. "Abim told me Ma, during the semester break... Abim look at Papa, Mama." comfort Abim.

Intan can't say anything but can cry. Even though they often argue with their brother because of trivial things, but they love each other.

"You are determined, far away from Indonesia, want to learn, Papa's message is serious yes Nak" papa rubbed Abim's head.

"Yes Pa" he said briefly then hugged papa tightly.

"Sister..hiks hiks, why you have to go. why not just here..." The tears that Intan had been holding back from earlier had also shed.

"Sir, sir..just leave for a minute, why are you crying?"

"Yes yes, my brother left, later my brother was late" Abim concluded.

Abim leaves with the driver, accompanied by mom, papa, and also Intan.

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