Trapped in Love Lecturer Killer
CHAPTER 257. IN BROTHERHOOD
Ricky stared straight at the rice fields that looked bald, because the rice that was planted had just been harvested.
His footsteps were getting away from the settlement residents, currently wanting to be in a quiet place, not hearing any sounds other than the chirping of birds and other animals.
The man wearing the tee shirt kept on stepping, his feet stopped right in front of a hut in the middle of the rice field.
Ricky loosened his gaze towards the several boxes of rice fields before him.
Recalling the past, he and Bima and his friends played there, swimming in the mud in a small eel.
Ricky related himself when imagining that time, a time where he had not known the love that made him hurt like today.
Ricky took his own hair, the man climbed into the hut and leaned his limp on the hovel pole which was beginning to look fragile, as his heart is today.
The man stared straight at the yellowing haystack, his mind drifting, his gaze blank. Right now, he really did not want to be bothered.
"Faranishi! Why are you like this? Why don't you trample on my pride. Nisa, if you know, I love you more than I love myself.If given a choice, live without you or die with you. But now, it's my feeling you're making yourself die, why not just kill me?!" Aaaaggb....Nisa!!!"shouted reggae Seraya shook her hair.
Clear circles do not feel like escaping from his eye patch, pain and tightness in the chest as if encouraging tears to drip and slowly flow rapidly.
The scene when he shook the hand of the ruler and said the phrase kabul repeated in his mind, like a scene design.
"I love and love you my husband" Nisa's soft voice seemed to haunt her.
"Buset, just bacot!Aaargh...fuck all this!"Ricky shook his hair in frustration.
"What are treasures made of? I already have it all, I just need a sincere love like you, "whispers Nisa's voice back to make her ears hot.
Ricky covered both ears with his palms, trying to eliminate Nisa's real-sounding voice.
The man closed his eyes, If he opened his eyes, Nisa's shadow seemed to stand before him.
"Aaaaggb.... I'm going crazy!"he shouted back with his chest that was getting up and down and felt tight.
Just this time he felt heartache and was completely devastated by a woman.
Ricky wouldn't be this upset if he wasn't his own wife, the woman he had loved and given honey such a sweet romance.
"Aaaaggb.... I want to die!"ricky shouted back with his eyes closed and hands that covered his ears.
"Ricky!"as soon as the voice made Ricky cry to a halt, the man opened his eyes slowly and saw the motion of the end of the rice field.
Ricky pecked for a moment when he saw a woman wearing a dress standing at the end of the rice field.
Ricky worked his eyes a few times, afraid that he might see it wrong.
"It's I'm not crazy, is it? nisa's cooking is in the rice fields like this? no, I think I'm going to be this crazy. Ricky, let's wake up! you are still young, married just a few months, doing work Brother also just a few seeds, which is not yet so. Aaaargg..."Ricky traps his own hair, the man closes his eyes, he doesn't want to see anything.
Where it might be in the rice fields once there is Nisa, it might just be those rice fields that she sees as her wife.
"I don't want to go crazy! than mad I'd rather die!"
"Ricky!"the voice sounded closer.
Ricky opened his eyes slowly.
"Astagfirullah, the angel of death Why is Nisa?"Ricky rolled his eyes.
"Who is the angel of death? it's Nisa, your wife."the straight-haired woman approached Ricky and stood right in front of her husband.
"Yes, this is really your wife.I came here to pick you up" Nisa's steps closer.
"Going home? go back to Rahmatullah?"asked Ricky again with a shocked face in disbelief.
"Heh, haphazardly! we're going home to heaven. I've found your shawl."Nisa developed her smile.
"Back anjir,"
"Hehehe.. I'm sorry I was so happy to see you again."Nisa is sitting in front of Ricky.
"Why did you come here? you also know where I'm from?"
"I know from my mother, there was a little boy who brought me here" replied Nisa.
The wind in the pesawahan made Nisa's long hair seem to flutter.like the waving of a red and white flag when independence day on August 17 was hoisted by the people of Indonesia.
Her white skin contrasted with the sleeveless dress she was wearing.
The reddish hue on that beautiful face I will divert the world of a man who is now sitting with eyes staring at him intensely.
"Ricky, I came here to pick you up, we're back in town!"take Nisa with their Smiles on her pretty face.
Suddenly Ricky realized from the late shadow of honey romance with the woman when he heard the words of his wife.
"Have, bacot! why did you set up me instead of you throwing me out?!"Ricky came down from the bamboo hut and put his own back on. The man immediately walked away from the village which was also coming down carefully.
"Ricky, wait!"I'm sorry!"she shouted as she continued to step up, following her husband.
"Don't come with me! I'm a poor man and not equal to you. You'd better find someone else who's worth you, who can lead a company like,"ricky replied without turning a single glance towards Nisa who was walking behind him carefully.
Both are walking past the rice fields.
The sun was getting more and more felt as the two walked in the middle of the rice field towards the edge.
Nisa who was not used to walking in such a place was quite difficult to step, even several times her grandfather almost sprained.
Especially when wearing sandals with high heels.
"Ricky, I'm sorry. I know I'm wrong, we're talking about this all right." she kept trying to catch up with her husband.
"I've been asking you to talk well, but you're putting me down as if I don't have any self-respect."Ricky wrote a glimpse of his wife with a muddled face.
Actually, he loves and loves Nisa very much, but you saw that woman walking in the middle of the rice field chasing her footsteps. However, his heart was already injured, he felt completely lacking in self-esteem.
"Ricky, listen to me first!"
Bruk!
"Aw!"ricky looked back.
His eyes were round when he saw Nisa fall into the rice field.
The woman's body went into the mud.
Seriate....