The Value of Loyalty

The Value of Loyalty
Feeling Constrained


While Rindi was still sitting with her face covered, covering her crying that still did not want to stop.


Even now Linggar ignored him, choosing to leave regardless of his cries.


Is this how it used to be when he ignored Linggar?


Even though he knew Linggar didn't mean to leave him. In conclusion Linggar only wants to choose mother than himself.


Exactly the same as he used to do with Linggar. Though the heart's intent is to maintain the household


they were, like, powerless to fight against their own brother.


Prefer to own family, rather than her husband.


Is this karma for him?


Or indeed their destiny is not united even though they love each other.


Mother stood up and walked out to call Mr. Bur. The driver quickly entered the house following


step mother.


“You go home first, calm down. You are beautiful and young.Your journey is still long, you seek


a better man than Linggar. Hold?” It was low but sounded very painful. Especially with the hands folded in front of the chest, indicating the middle firmness occurs.


“Mari non, I'll take you home!” Said Mr. Bur, with a slight bow. Trying not to


offending and further hurting his former employer's son-in-law.


The glance of the big mistress made him have to act immediately, although pity also came when


seeing the young woman was in a flood of tears.


The more here, Rindi felt expelled.


Although her crying had not subsided, Rindi chose to move from her seat. A few times I wiped that face


still adorned with tears that somehow more and more river.


Come to the mother who is still standing, extend her hand to reverence first before she comes out of this house.


In any case, Rindi still respects you. Either as his former father-in-law, or as a former candidate


in-law again.


Lucky for Rindi, mother wants to welcome her hand. Otherwise today's journey will be even more painful


to him.


At least Mother still considers and sees her figure. That'sthat's all.


“Rindi go bun.” Although many words he wanted to say, but was unable to get out. The crying that has not


redevelopment is one of the reasons.


“Sorry,...!” He could no longer continue his sentence. One hand still shakes the mother, while the other


closing his mouth hoping to be able to muffle his sobbing sound.


“Yes, mommy's sorry too."


"You look for a life partner still each, and be happy.” Mommy.


He wanted her to pull Rindi's body into his arms. But if it happens, then it is certain that the bundle will follow in the footsteps of Rindi. Crying out.


Right, not unthinking about everything he did to the two people he knew loved each other.


But to make sure it's hard for them to be together.


Too many intervened in their affairs, making the hollowed-out road even more steep and more difficult to traverse.


Not to forget Mr. Bur opened the back door of the car for Rindi. With a little run around the car, get in


steering parts.


Just now the car was walking away from the yard crying in the back seat getting smashed.


Rindi was no longer able to contain it. No longer able to withstand, the pain turned out to be very.


Rindi seemed to vent all her sadness, no matter where and who heard it. Is it really that kind of woman, she thought.


Her crying sounded very heartbreaking. Even Mr. Burpun had to bite his lips so as not to cry


like passengers. Several times Rindi looked down, but when she was down, her tears just broke.


Letting the teardrops and snot fall down soaked the floor of the car.


Let's just think about it.


Let them—Linggar and his family-are busy cleaning up the remains of his cries tomorrow. If only


droplets, even then will evaporate and dry itself.


If indeed it had to be cleaned up, the job would fall to Mr. Bur as well. Who was only able to look at him full of pity right now.


For Mr. Bur, this is a memory that repeats itself.


Two years ago, he brought his employer home in a similar state.


Dying and crying.


And even now only the cast changes. If in the past Linggar was still trying to hold back a little cry, then now Rindi did not hesitate to cry even while still in the car.


And maybe for the same reason. Restu.


Poor these two. Love each other but the test is too hard.


If out there, the test of love is third person. They are tested by their own families.


Is there no intention for their families to see them happy by having each other?


While after Rindi, mother chose to throw herself on the sofa. The distant looking forward was endless.


It may seem cruel but honest, he was eager to welcome and hug his former daughter-in-law. Can't


it is denied that there is a longing for his former daughter-in-law but how else, the Rindi family has not received Linggar.


One crystal point managed to escape from the corner of his eyes, immediately he removed it with his own palm.


He can't be careless.


He cannot be weak.


Free to give blessing to Linggar and Rindi, if the barrier of the Rindi family still exists and


stay with its purpose.


In my mind, Linggar has not been accepted into the Rindi family.


Even if they were united now, while the Rindi family was still acting like it used to be it would only make the Linggar aside and feel unappreciated.


Then gradually they will remain separated, and cause the same pain as before.


And before the love between them gets bigger and deeper, it's best to part now.


Now or later, it's the same.


Staying apart will be the last door of their relationship.


This time, the first task of the mother is to accompany and comfort her son. Trying to give spirit despite having to lose the woman he loves, namely Rindi.


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To Be Contined!


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