The Value of Loyalty
At the End of the Road

Tonight, the night wind seemed to blow hard.

Now he began to ask, where is the direction and destination.

Linggar began to slowly step towards Rindi. He knows that Rindi doesn't sleep like last night.

The woman would wait for him in the dimness of the room hugging him from behind.

There was no response or reaction, though he knew that Rindi had not slept.

Sitting right next to Rindi, and opening the blanket that covered her head. Looking at Rindi's face from the side. The perfect beauty she had. The happiness that always comes to them when they are together.

“Not sleeping?” He asked while stroking the chubby cheeks he always appeared on. Trying to smile despite the heartache.

Then dropped his face right on the cheek of the wife. How much he adored the figure of Rindi.

He began to sob even though his mouth was closed.

What was? Why is this night mellow?

 “I love you. Very fond of. Why did you do this to me Rin?”

“Is your heart as hard as a rock?”

“Sakiiiiit. Really sick?”

Each word sounded extremely heavy, affirming how forced he was. Feel the tears also wet the smooth cheeks Rindi.

They only fell silent, but the roar of tears kept flooding in. The crowbar rose only to clean his eyes and nose. Then back down chose Rindi's neck and drowned her face there.

Trying to fill his olfactory cavity with Rindi's scent.

Maybe he'll miss this smell.

“I lost Rin, I lost.”

“I don't know anymore how to melt your heart.” His words were getting louder and more heavy because of the sobbing of his crying that never subsided.

After trying to survive in this story alone, now he finally gave up.

Feeling stupid, expecting someone who obviously doesn't care about his love. He should not have forced to stay with Rindi, until eventually it would hurt himself.

Now he feels how painful love is without reply.

Shortness of chest as he is faced with a betrayal from his own lover.

No matter how much effort but unable to get Rindi to be completely. The pain of losing the one he loved.

Linggar again distanced his face from Rindi. Back stroking gently and cleaning Rindi's face from her tears. Staring at pilu Rindi.

He took a deep breath, though it was hard to say.

“Rindiandira Ningsih Binti Khaeruddin.” Back to taking a deep breath.

What was? Why did you mention Rindi's full name?

“I dropped your wedding talaq.”

“You were off.”

“You're free.”

Even though the tears are getting unstoppable? The more weeping sounds sounded heartbreaking.

The paddles he had held all this time to be able to keep their boat sailing had been forcibly taken by the brother-in-law. Make the boat stop in the middle of the sea.

He was helpless, had no reason to be able to strengthen himself to dribble the boat to the edge.

He had tried his best to convince Rindi of his feelings. Teach the language of feeling, if the girl's heart can melt no longer freeze.

Now he realized it was impossible to embrace and embrace him.

Within this limit, he may no longer be able to.

Rela took off Rindi. Not willing but forced.

It's all over, like a nightmare.

His hope of living and aging with Rindi is now extinct. Their relationship is now really on the edge with a breakup.

And Rindi was only able to fall silent in her shock. Hearing the sentence that had just paralyzed his heart.

Wasn't it! This is not what he wanted.

Even though he had been silent from earlier, it shouldn't be like this!

Now his hand squeezed hard into the blanket that wrapped his body. Trying to get rid of the pain that suddenly hit his chest to penetrate the heart of the heart.

Can't Linggar last longer?

He began to reopen himself, but now Linggar chose to go and take it off.

The pain is not playing.

The soul of the body is like falling into pieces. It was as if groaning called out the name Linggar who had now stepped away from his room.

The embrace of love that has always embraced, shackled and restrained her movement is now disengaged. But it's not as beautiful as he imagined.

Linggar out of Rindi's room immediately gushed out the large suitcase he had left in front of the door that he had prepared first. Down each rung of stairs while rubbing your face trying to remove tears from there.

But the tears remain stubborn by continuing to fall even though it has been banned.

“Kak I said.” He said softly to a husband and wife who were sitting in front of the tv.

“Send regards to Reno. I divorced Rindi.”

Divorce is so difficult to say but still must, in order to ensure the end of this relationship.

“If you need help, just say it. I will help you as much as possible!” The supporter. Although all the efforts they did turned out to be fruitless, but he must still thank you.

After getting out of the house accompanied by Dihyan and Rima, without a word immediately gave the car keys to Mr. Bur, the driver from his house who came specifically to pick him up.

Tonight was so heavy that he couldn't drive his car alone.

Sit in the back seat, enjoy the ride with just crying, crying, and crying. Just crying.

Recalling Rindi's eyes gaze for the last time as a wife. It was very torturous for his bathin who was still very loving.

It's a man, crying.

Heh, you crybaby.

Sorry, it's too painful not to cry.

Let that nickname he got this time. Nor can they prevent it.

While Mr. Bur is only able to steal the view from the glass above, without being able to ask and say anything.

Rindi only realized when she heard the roar of Linggar's car which began to walk away from the house. He rose from his sleep, wishing that all this was just a dream, or hoping that Linggar would still be downstairs and they would go back to talking and discussing everything.

Then everything will be back to how it was. Rindi will give him another chance.

Run continuously and quickly down the stairs do not let Linggar go.

He will hug Linggar from behind, will not take it off again. He wanted Linggar to stay by his side.

Can't go, don't let it.

Stupidly he who was too forced to pursue Linggar, obviously earlier he listened to the sound of a car Linggar away also brought the owner.

“Kak.” He said when he got to the bottom to see a couple still in front of the door.

But I don't know why Rima's face looks sad, what happened?

Rima walked towards him. Now he was able to see clearly a drop of water falling from the corner of Rima's eyes.

Rima hugged him and whispered, “Sometimes we realize our own feelings when that person has left.”

What the hell does this mean? Is this really not a dream? Linggar has gone and the words of the divorce were real?

“Kak.” He could no longer stop himself from crying. Still felt a light pat on his shoulder from brother Rima's husband.

Nah! He can't stay here.

Swiping away all the hands that seemed to be holding his movements, then ran outside the house. Whether consciously or not he continues to move quickly to track neatly arranged block paving without using footwear.

Maybe he would be too busy thinking about Linggar who had been far away in the car without thinking about his own circumstances. In his sleeping pajamas, he ran through the cold wind tonight.

Tears that continue to pour do not want to compromise as if making this night so dramatic.

He stopped in front of the gate that had just been closed with a gawking security guard looking at him dumbly.

Hugging the gate, his body finally fell down. He no longer might be able to chase Linggar.

Her husband has left!

To Be Continued!

We continue tomorrow again!

But don't forget the thumb.

Flowers are the same as coffee.

The coffee is in the same creamer milk so that it is more steady.