Universe 2
Fall
Long queues look to meet the cashier section of the super market. Akbar was standing at the very back with arms that were seen pushing a full trolley containing his groceries.
After working hours at the hospital Akbar immediately decided to go shopping at a mall that also provides household appliances. Fill the trolley with a table of contents that he has made before. With a suit still attached to his body neatly.
Lately, many things Akbar is working on simultaneously so as not to deviate from his target.
Thirty minutes passed.
an atm card looks great to remove from his wallet.a few seconds later he immediately handed it to the cashier to pay for his groceries.
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Curtains
the car trunk door is open.
Akbar's body moved to move one by one his groceries in turn. Tidying up neatly in the back seat.
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He quickly closed the baggage door.
Not after, it was seen he entered the car sitting in the driver's seat.
“Huh” sound breath Akbar panting, tired.
He tried to catch his breath, though,
Akbar's moving arm grabbed several sheets of tissue to wipe the sweat off his skin.
The air felt very hot, his clothes felt wet making Akbar immediately rushed to take off the suit and shirt he was still wearing.
Shortly after, a white T-shirt was attached to cover the curves of Akbar's body.
Meanwhile, the bottom continues to move, trying to remove the shoes that are still attached to his feet and replace them with a pair of flip-flops.
Sruup
He sipped his amerikano ice.
For a moment, Akbar let his body rest. Enjoying the cold air from the hole AC let out managed to normalize his body temperature.
His arm again moved to reach a package of big mac that he bought at the fast food restaurant. Since lunch Akbar has not had time to fill his stomach again.
The food is cold, but Akbar still enjoys it until the last bite. Akbar grabbed one can of cola spent in one gulp removing the oil that was all over the inside of his mouth.
Fifteen minutes passed.
“Ahhh” Akbar again complains to see a queue of cars that will pass the parking post.
He did not understand why so many people come to this place on weekends.
"What are they doing? is it shopping like that? watching or just hanging out?" thought Akbar.
Akbar's forehead frowned.
Beautiful, the woman walks herself into the mall grounds, a bag full of looks still on her back.
“You haven't come home yet?” ask Akbar alone.
“Ngapain here? it's late” grunts, then he looks at the clock that shows the clock Nine nights.
"In a moment, the mall is also closed" murmured Akbar.
“Surely something happened isn't it?” akbar continued to ask himself questions.
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Akbar opened his car window, his arm waving asking for distance towards the car behind him. Without thinking for a long time he immediately turned the steering wheel of the car directing it back to the parking lot and trying to follow Beautiful.
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Quiet yourself in the crowd, who do not know him.one of the things that Beautiful likes.
That way, he could eliminate the bit by bit the sadness that attacked him.
He had no idea what was attacking him. Sad, angry and happy all mixed up in his heart.
Right now, Beautiful doesn't know which house can accept it. Both seem unconvincing.
"In times like this, why would he still be able to buy unnecessary items? In bending bought it, why didn't he use it for his treatment?" beautiful in her heart.
In fact, until now even Beautiful did not know anything about it.
Indah also felt angry with her endiri because she could not show her feelings to anyone. All he could do, was to soak in and endure his pain alone and by himself the wounds were immersed in his own Indah body.
Without, finding a definite remedy to cure it.
“Fifty days yes mbak” said Beautiful voice sounded vibrating, his arm moved handed a card and money worth fifty thousand rupiah.
In less than a minute, Indah received her card back.
With a furious step, he walked towards the door of the karaoke room and closed the door very tightly.
His arm moves to swipe the card, then select the song you want to play. Beautifully tightens the volume very hard.
However, after the song went on for more than a minute, not a single verse of the Beautiful sang.
He could only be seen bowing his head, hiding tears that could not be contained.
“This is ndah, the thing you always sell?” akbar asked, he stayed behind the door to see Beautiful through a small glass gap.
The woman's body trembled violently, the longer she heard the sound of sobs trying to hide her.
Akbar's footsteps walked backwards, his arms rubbing all over his face.
At this time, Akbar's desire to break into the room and try to calm him down, relieve all the anger that shackled Indah and accompany him in any situation.
Now, how could he do it because Akbar was also part of a natural Indah suffering.
That, made Akbar undo his intentions.
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“Huh” breath snuffed out of his mouth. Beautifully arrange towards the led screen which shows the song has finished.
It's beautiful to get out of place, swipe a card, pick a song and play it randomly.
After that, he again dissolved in his sadness.
I don't know how many times he repeated the same thing. But, this was all he could do to ease the feelings that were controlling his heart.
"In this place there is no one who knows or sees the things he is feeling" thought Beautiful.
Just like always, Beautiful can definitely get through all things alone.
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“How? has this month been given?” akbar asked one of his subordinates over the phone.
“Already pak” reply the man. “As my father ordered this time I followed him” replied the man explained.
“What does it do?” tanya Akbar wants to know what activities Atma is doing.
"I saw it, shopped at some clothing store.”
Hearing that, made Akbar cluck in annoyance. Not satisfied, with the answer he received.
“He also had time to eat at one of the restaurants” added
"Is that all?" ask Akbar, make sure.
“Iya I followed him to the apartment. A few minutes after he entered, a young woman came out of the same residence” he continued, explaining in detail.
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Akbar disconnected the phone. His gaze fell again, staring at the room that contained Beautiful in it.
From what he heard Akbar could tell that the two had indeed met.
Akbar doesn't know how to act, though,
Looking Beautiful like this of course also hurt his heart.
“What does Atma do? what things did he say to Indah?”
“why, he looks so hurt?” tanya Akbar in her heart