The Vengeance of the Haram Touched Wife
23: Looking for Love

“So we were together. I picked him up at RSJ. I take him to rutan to meet parents—maaf, they are not worthy to be called parents because of their behavior alone so. So, I was with Nina, deliberately invited her to the rutan to meet Sulastri's mother, Mr. Surat and also Reno. When our business there was sorted out, I again offered Love to surrender so that his punishment was lighter too. If he wanted me to deliver, but he still so yes I have stayed ...”

Although aware Akala has not finished explaining, Chalvin deliberately said, “The problem until now, Love has not returned, Akala. Did he say something to you? Where are you going, then? Did he go to his mama's grave, huh? And what the hell is Akala. Getting here, Love who always feels like a victim, makes me go awry.”

“More me, Brother. My position, which had been cheated on, kept him running from marriage for my sake, while my family was already furious because they already knew. Well, I who initially tried to be neutral in order to keep the feelings of my family who cared so much for me actually know he until merus*ak Nina and he made her clone. I'm so wrong, brother. I defended Nina because Nina needed me more. Nina really struggled on her own if I didn't help. While without me explaining anymore, Brother also knows how Nina is doing, right? Surely many will think only because Nina's face is very similar to the face of Love, I care for Nina. Really no! Because if I could, I would also be more Nina with her real face. Pity that child, still young already .. astagfirullah really. I'm not sure if I could be her, but I believe, Nina is a very strong woman so Allah soin her as ‘pilang option’, so,” reply Akala from across no less wrong from Chalvin.

Chalvin lowered his head while closing his eyes. “Ya already, .. if so I look to Resty's mother's grave alone. But please yes, Akala. If Cinta ngabarin, or you know her latest news, please let me know.”

“Good, Brother. God willing I will also help after my business is done,” can Akala from across.

“Keep the same, ... Keep this from my family, yes. I wasn't ready to tell them before Love realized his mistake. Because of his intention, I will only inform them after Cinta wants to surrender to the police.”

“Soyalnya yesterday my parents just reported, they are very happy with the relationship Chole and Helios. Alhamdulliah said Helios and Chole are starting to compact. My parents stayed at their house, and Helios took them for a walk. Rapid progress right?” Chalvin smiled haru. Because after all, the happy news he got from his parents was like a bright ray among the black fog that Love produced and had made the life of a Chalvin suddenly gloomy.

“Alhamdulilah, Brother, if that is the case. The results are never betrayed effort because I am sure, Chole the beloved broccoli mas Ojan has been very hard work!” reply Akala from across no less happy.

The conversation that was initially heavy because of the feeling of being wrong that continues to be born due to circumstances as well as the attitude of Love, slowly becomes liquid. Not only smiles, but also jokes that are present just because they discuss Chole and Ojan.

As his intention was, Chalvin went straight to the burial place where Resty's mother Mamah Cinta was buried. Chalvin drives his own car. You can say, the atmosphere of the village and the road is much less feasible, ordinary tends to be dark because of the lack of lighting. Moreover, funerals in the village are usually far from the settlement and even without lighting. There are electric poles and streetlights, but most of them are rus*ak. If there is still light, often if not very dim, it is flickering dead not alive nor worthy. Precisely make the guts shrink like Chalvin felt.

“Test this real guts test guts,” Inner Chalvin when he realized himself stopping the car under the lights off life complete with the sound of a check-lick switch. Even more surprising and Chalvin also held his breath, from next to Chalvin there was a figure with a super white face and long hair that was scattered, while the super white face was also seen lit up.

Tok ... tok ....

The white-clothed figure knocked on the glass door next to Chalvin. Chalvin, who was staring at him even though the man had retreated to the next seat, shook his reflexes.

Tok ... tok ...

“Ih, this is kunti again nyari soul mate what the hell? Okay, I'm single, but that doesn't mean I want to be with him. At least, yes .. yes, it must be human. Ojan does not want the same thing that is non-human, right? Yes Alloh ... Yes Aallllaaaah!” In his heart, Chalvin was already on the verge of crying. “If anyone says it's better to meet ghosts than meet the class criminals beg*al, this original lie anyway. Because if I can choose, I don't want to see them both! Well, this should be a prayer, yes. How is it not clear gini? Okay .. okay let's focus on prayer, bismillahbornrahmanirrahim ..” Just read the opening prayer, the figure dressed all white had immediately stopped. However, Chalvin who was immediately confused and not sure his prayers were as powerful as it was, was surprised by the fact that the two sisters of the woman who was still treading.

“That's man, Vin! Bangk*e! I almost peed in my pants because of him!” Chalvin was immediately gas-stamped and followed, he actually approached the woman and deliberately pressed the car horn twice. He looked out of the window that had been knocked by the woman, shortly after he accidentally stopped his car.

“Mbak is human, right?” todo*ng Chalvin tried as decently as possible. Before him, the woman who seemed to be wearing the ancestral compounding scrub, nodded.

“True, Mas!” said the woman still occasionally nodded even though her voice was deliberately limited due to the mask on her face.

“Loh, it can even talk!” sergeant Chalvin's getting excited.

“Ya can dong Mas. I said, I am human. I can automatically talk. Living things are.” The woman who from her voice sounds soft typical of young women village girls, is still very polite in addressing Chalvin.

“Lah earlier, what is Mbak ketok-ketok glass door?” chalvin wanted to know clearly.

“Because Mas hit my bike. Is it not conscious? Didn't you see? You're not here, are you? Hence, if you bring a vehicle let alone a car at night, while looking. That's my bike will fall into the middle of the road because the wood support is not strong. Last Mas lindas ...,” said the woman.

“Lah, who told her bike to fall, who?” reply Chalvin felt innocent.

“Nothing anyway, Mas. But do not know also the problem here is quite famous. The lights just turn on. Tuh, my fish on the unclear.” Soon the woman returned, to the location Chalvin had parked the car. The place where the man hit the bike with his fish.

“It's very clear to people. But it's more unclear if I'm here alone! Oh my love, where are you going? Where is every phone or message I 'you gubris!” inner Chalvin. He also deliberately retreated to approach the woman to account for her actions even though she was not intentionally.