The Married With Teacher
Occasions

...There is nothing wrong with giving others a chance, right?...

...Ghea Virgirpa...

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“Thanks, yes, Ham, you wanted me last night. There was no response from Gery. But you're right, it all makes me feel better.” With the suitcase in her hand, Dita breathed a heavy sigh. But now his smile was more sincere than before.

The hand of Inspiration touched Dita's shoulder. Give strength to that touch. “Lo don't have to thank me. Because I am your friend. I'm quite happy because you want to try to change.” Inspiration smiles. “Lo don't care about Gery or anyone. Don't care if they believe it or not. What is certain now that you have to think about your recovery, so that you are not dependent on the same sedative again! Remember the nyokap lo. Who always wants to go back to how it used to be!”

Dita's mouth feels funny. Although in his heart can not be denied if Dita was disappointed in the statement of Mr. Gery who did not want to forgive him. Especially trust him. Dita just smiled in response to the words of Inspiration which is clearly true.

It may be natural for Mr. Gery to do so. What you have done is inexcusable. But for the size of humans like us. Should you hold a grudge?

“Judah. I'm going in now. Help take care of Mom, yeah, Ham!” Ilham nodded. While dragging the handle of his suitcase, Dita stepped foot to get into the airport.

This morning was his departure to Singapore. After a long time Dita thought hard with what Ilham always reminded her. If life will never be calm as long as you are still in the grasp of the past which of course makes you will not go forward let alone change for something that is no longer possible.

“So much pity, lo, Ta,” said Ilham right in front of the airport entrance with his eyes looking at Dita's back. “Hopefully you can recover quickly, deh, yes. And back together nyokap lo. I'm sure you will dapetin a better guy than a foal,” he said sneering Mr. Gery.

**

At the dinner table Mr. Gery's house will usually sound very warm with unreasonable chatter or just a joke. It looks so romantic with all of that. Feed each other, or throw snacks on each other's faces. But this morning, everything looks different. Ghea who was silent with breakfast in front of her. And Mr. Gery who occasionally stared at Ghea's face with his sigh.

“You won't talk to me?” Gery opened his voice after he saw Ghea slide the plate to the side and stood up. “Just because I don't believe that crazy girl.” Recline while leaning his back on the back of the dining chair. His face looked up, staring at Ghea.

Ghea quiet. No sound let alone stare. He walked limped to the stairs.

Mr. Gery again scares. “Ghe ..” call him desperate. Then stand up until the sound of a retreating dining chair. “I'm afraid that's just part of her plan to hurt you. Then he could easily break your trust with me,” he said holding Ghea's hand that would have set foot on the steps of the first ladder.

Ghea was silent. His mouth was too tightly locked.

“Sayang ..” Mr. Gery calls again. This time his head lowered to look at the look on Ghea's bent face.

Before raising his face, Gery saw Ghea taking a deep breath. “You know why I was so angry with you when I saw you hugged Dita?” Ghea asked. With him who looked at Mr. Gery inside.

“Because you are jealous,” replied Mr. Gery with a laugh.

“Yes. Thas right. I can't accept you being hugged by another girl. Then you know why I want to forgive you? Shouldn't be, right? Moreover, you have lied to me.”

Hearing that made Mr. Gery regret back.

“Because I know. If I keep seeing your mistakes without seeing your feelings.” Ghea pointed at Mr. Gery's chest as if it was Ghea pointing at Mr. Gery's feelings. “Life I won't go forward. And I might not be able to maintain our marriage.”

“It doesn't hurt for someone to try changing, Mas.”

Gery quietly listened.

“Like I gave you a chance.” Ghea. “I also want you to give Dita that chance!

Wanting to give her husband a chance to think, Ghea passed from before him. Giving the opportunity for himself first until where Mr. Gery now parked his car in a building that white dominates it too thick.

Still quiet and not getting out of the car. Precisely the man with his henchmen leaning on the back of the steering chair while sucking nicotine objects along with the fragrant tobacco out there. Not hypocritical, if Mr. Gery also likes tobacco-based objects. If only he was in a bad state, do not bear the burden of just one pack is exhausted in a day.

While blowing the smoke into the air and then turning off the cigarette that is still burning and his head thought long enough, Mr. Gery then turned on the car AC before he came out of it to eliminate the smell of tobacco.

Mr. Gery hated this scent that he had always avoided. And unfortunately his legs had to go deeper until his feet stopped in front of the room that read the name of the doctor who specifically handles Dita.

Perhaps the doctor was familiar when his gaze looked up from behind the desk, finding someone entering without knocking on the door first. Then along with Mr. Gery again closed the door, the doctor returned to a stacked paper on his desk while pushing his glasses up.

“She has decided to seek treatment in Singapore.” No need to wait for Mr. Gery to ask, the doctor already knew what he would question.

Gery pulled the chair across from the doctor and sat down. “So right?”

The doctor nodded without looking at him.

“When?” When Dita leaves for Singapore.

“Maybe already.” The doctor replied, looking up. “Why not go directly to Inspiration. He takes care of everything.”

Mr. Gery was silent. Like I was thinking something. Then without more sitting in the room Mr. Gery decided to just leave.

**

There was nothing Ghea did but just watch her favorite drama in the room until her phone rang indicating a message coming in.

Ocy

Open the door, Ghe! I was almost in front of it. What else is inside? It's late afternoon, oyyyy!!!

“Jeez, Oneng. My legs are almost nailed because you later open the door.” Ocy protested as the door of the house opened wide. “Ngapain anyway lo? Open the door long ago?” Then the two entered and Ghea closed the door again. “Keet lo why?”

“Barrown motor.”

“Where?” asked Ocy while sitting on the living room sofa on Ghea's left.

“Pantai.” Ghea answered as she was.

“Cie abis ngedate ..” tease Ocy with colekan at Ghea's waist. “Aren't you drinking this I btw? Thirsty abis herself a year in front of your house."

Ghea chuckles. “lebay very lo. Take sono alone in the kitchen. My feet are still full of pain.”

“Elahh .. Have you been to the doctor yet, Neng?” Ocy asked again as he returned from the kitchen with two orange glasses in his hand. “Gue grab this drink in refrigerator. Who is sincerely lo ya!” he said, handing a glass to Ghea who was greeted by him with pleasure.

“Krekas lo full, njirrr ..” sahutnya again which only responded by small kekhan Ghea.

Then the two just fell silent for a while until the glass in Ocy's hand ran out first. “Lo why? Any problems?” his question was momentarily satisfied after looking at Ghea's unusual cheerful face.  “Same story I napa, Oneng! Diem - diem mulu ah. Not fun,” he said again while saving an empty glass to the table.

Ghea did not immediately make a sound. Silence a moment later after storing the glass still full of its contents onto the table, a snort from Ghea's rough breath sounded.

“Why-why? What the hell is it? Do not like me to see the face of a rich musam who has not released aja,” said Ocy half joking.

“Damn it!” grunts Ghea gave one big smile to her best friend.

“Cy,”

“Hem ..” Ocy rests one hand on the back of the sofa facing Ghea and folds one leg.

“Salah no, Cy, if I want Mas Gery to give others a chance to change?”

“Ngak!” Spontaneous Ocy replied.

“But--”

“Ghe ...,” Ghea sentence was held back because Mr. Gery who had been out since when he came. Neither Ghea nor Ocy was aware of her presence already standing in the doorway with her cell phone in her hand.

“Eh, Mr. Gery,” greet Ocy standing from his seat. “New home, Sir?” then smiled awkwardly.

Stepping towards Ghea who was sitting, Gery nodded.

“Why you?” Ghea asked Gery. Hearing the roar of the man's breath gasping like someone who had just completed his marathon run.

Mr. Gery smiled to destroy the top of Ghea's head. “Ngak.” Answer's short. Not at all releasing his gaze from Ghea.

“If it's gone, I feel like a mosquito knows, Ghe. Turn around me if so.” exclaimed Ocy folded both hands. Pretend crabby.

“Eh why go back?” It was Ghea who asked.

“And there's already a nemenin lo, Oneng. What am I here for? I'm becoming more of a mosquito. Yesterday I only saw people who want to be friendly.” Then Ocy chuckled.

Ghea hit Ocy's shoulder. “Basic! Lo also sono same affectionate Reza!”

Ocy should have nodded immediately, not a joke Ghea right? It is precisely Ghea saw Ocy silent with her bent face.

“Cy, why lo?” Ghea asked for a moment after letting her best friend go silent.

Ocy's head looked up again. “Gak papa elahhh ..” says give a smile to Ghea. “Yaudah, I'm back first. If I keep here, ntar there I disturb again.” Then Ocy picked up his bag on the couch. “Happy fun, Oneng!”

Furthermore, Ghea only saw Ocy's back that was getting away and disappeared along with Gery who closed the door.

“You're not papa? Ocy what do you want to do here?” The footsteps returned to Ghea who was sitting on the sofa. Mr. Gery cupped both sides of the girl's face. So that made Ghea pull her head back with a frown on her forehead.

“I told you. Why?” Ghea answered and Gery folded his lips to hold back the laughter. Seeing Ghea's advanced lips was due to her cheeks which she held deep.

“Why, anyway?” Ghea asked again because Mr. Gery who just silently looked at him deeply.

“Funny.” Then on the advanced lips kissed by his lips at a glance.

...TBC...

Hilauuu I siangan ya updatenya. replace yesterday the broad. Maafkeun first yes gengss, then yes that's the point.

Keep the spirit even though the weather is uncertain. Sometimes it rains sometimes it's hot. Keep your health also for all of you who have read this simple story. May you always be happy.

Seizies

the kang ticked amateurs who again felt insecure