YOUR LOVE IS DISAPPEARING
Chapter 12
While in other places two people who are in a drunken romance feel the world only belongs to two.
”Dek, do not leave Brother,” he said staring at the bead of the eye of the idol of the heart.
”Ga will,” replied the petite girl. Eyes clashed with each other, gulping down the sweetness of romance that was engulfing the soul.
”When are we married?” Ask the slender girl.
”Abang is not divorced with Mayang,” he said. There was doubt in the heart of the tall man. His eyes continued to look every inch of the face of the idol, he was afraid that there was doubt in the heart of the lover. Also afraid that one day Mayang will demand his rights and the rights of his son.
”Go ahead, let us get married,” he said without guilt. Is there no compassion for a child who will lose the love of a father. Maybe not because love can beat everything.
Today Rohman and Nita skipped the office again, even though they have been reprimanded twice but still violated, they ignored it because the new company in S city was in need of a lot of employees so Merkea thought it could apply for a job there.
It was so cloudy today, Anita the beautiful girl and Rohman the Turkish-faced man now no matter what happened next.
Gts ... Geck...
”Exit,” hardik someone behind the boarding door occupied by Anita.
”Ga out or you broke down,” surprise someone back.
The thick-browed man who was with Anita at this time was as good as looking for his clothes that were on the floor of the room, he was in a hurry before the residents broke down the door of the house they occupied.
”Where is this, Dek?” His complaint. Rohman ruffled his hair in frustration.
”Dare to dare to take responsibility,” Anita quipped, Rohman's eyes perfectly rounded, as if not believing what Anita said.
The sound of the door getting louder. Gathering as much guts as possible, Rohman opened the door.
”What's up Sir?” Rohman asked with no guilt at all.
”What's up, what's up. Don't get perverted in our village. You've broken the rules here,” accuse emotional citizens.
”We did nothing,” said the thick-browed man. While Anita hides behind Rohman's body is almost invisible.
”You have to pay a fine. If you do not pay the fine then be prepared tomorrow to come to the mosque to carry out the caning for the two of you,” said another resident.
”I can sue you back,” protest men of high stature also thick eyebrows. However he did not accept if he had to pay a fine, if to be whipped then all villagers even outside the village would watch them, they would be humiliated there. What about Mayang and his family will definitely not stay silent.
”I have proof that you guys are perverts here. I think this video is enough for proof, and we don't want the fine now, we want you to be whipped, as is the case in our area. How agree?” shouted one of the citizens. Then welcomed with a word of agreement that boomed.
”Sunday morning you should be in front of the Mosque,” said another resident. Vote Sunday morning because many residents are off and can watch them in the caning law.
'As for where this is, ' Rohman ruffled his hair in frustration. While the residents have returned to their respective homes while grumbling with annoyance.
”Salah, Brother,” whining Anita. His eyes dropped a clear grain.
”Pusing Brother too, Dek,” complains Rohman again. He grabbed his cell phone on the table and went home.
Because what is Rohman's fault, this is not his fault entirely. One of the girls also who want to be eaten persuaded his ray.
During the journey Rohman thought of a way to keep him from being whipped. Even thought of selling his car to pay a fine. But Rohman's heart was turbulent, refusing if his property, more precisely Mayang's treasure to be sold.
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Brugh...
He threw a rough key on the table. The clock shows at two o'clock in the afternoon, his stomach has asked to fill food, while at the home of the lover he peppered earlier he did not cook at all, because indeed Anita can not cook.
The thick-browed male headed for the kitchen, opening the fish storage, but there was nothing there, only spiders nesting. This place has not been used for a long time, want to go out of the house also the mood is not good. His mind continues to wander about how the continuation of Sunday, whether to pay a fine with a little seduce them so that the whip law is not carried out.
”Waalaikumsalam,” answered and then headed forward.
Surely his wife came home early today. Mayang's mind felt bad, as if something bad would happen, along the way Mayang beristighfar so that the almighty love does not give something bad to the closest people.
”Cock home fast, Dek?” asked the thick-browed man who was now looking at him softly. There was something he could not describe at this moment, between sad and disappointed.
”Will you yourself go to the office?” Mayang asked back, ”Typically the busiest,”.
”What, Deck? Brother did not hear wrong Adek call Abang by your name?” Ask with emphasis.
”Ga kok,” sahututnya relaxed then passed to the room and left the husband who sculpted in the television room.
”Home!” The impact, but who has a name actually slammed the door rough. Rohman rubbed his face rough, ruffling his hair. Conditions that are made by themselves are now increasingly complicated and complicated. Staying in one house but feeling like everyone else, no more submissive wives as she wants.
While in a room that is only plain white and a lot of dirty clothes hanging had not had time for the woman one child was washing because he was busy working. Mayang slammed his bag rough in every direction.
'Biadab, ' he was upset. His eyes condensed, his ponytail hair now he was violently loose.
'Enough, ' he said, the salt water that he had withstood now decayed unstoppably again. Tore up what was on her dresser, the dresser her late father bought as her birthday present. His hand continued to beat his chest that increasingly felt tight, now the glass in front of him became an outlet of his anger.
The mother-daughter threw a punch towards the glass until it broke into pieces followed by fresh blood flowing from her fingers and surroundings. Now he was sitting weakly, his breathing was panting his knees were now trembling.
Want it to feel Mayang finish off the two people who are in a drunk romance at this time, why he was in the pursuit if it must be abandoned, even when drastic changes in him Rohman always just turn it on.
Video showing a tall man and a beautiful little girl is now widely spread, Mayang watched it earlier when he saw his Facebook application, which is now widely available, the application he used to use first when advertising his vegetables and chili. The average Facebook friend is also the closest person here.
When he heard the noise in Rohman's room panicked not playing, his wife was not this cruel. The man's eyes now showed deep fear, he ventured to knock on the door.
”Dek!” Exclaims. Keep knocking on the door. But there was no answer, the occasional sobbing of the woman was heard.
"Dek,” call him again.
Cleks...
The door opened, Mayang the wife carrying a large bag in her hand.
”Where are you going?” Asked the thick-browed man confidently.
”Go from here you, savage male,” hardiknya. But the eyes of Mayang now do not look sad at all. The hand that was bleeding he just let it go, the blood of the woman of one child was splattered on the floor.
”What is this, Dek,” As if he did not believe the wife who had been obedient but could not expel him. Mayang reached into the pocket of his work pants that he had not had time to change, fiddling with a phone that was so slow loading made him annoyed. Fortunately, the video was saved as evidence.
”See this you right?” It was as if demanding an answer for the thick-browed man to answer a question from her.
”Anu ... That..”
A crackle as big as a corn now flowing at Rohman's temple, his eyes now reddened, either holding back anger or crying, if crying what he cries, if angry is the same who? Mayang is innocent here. While Mayang looked fiercely towards the husband, a gaze that he never gave first, the gaze only applies when the owner of the body is angry.
”Go!” Pekik Mayang with all his might, making the tall man jumped in shock. With a sagging step he walked out, the stomach that still felt rumbling added to the complete suffering he felt. When you want to grab the keys of Mayang's car first take it rough.
”Restore my car keys, Dek,” pinta Rohman with great anticipation.
”This is your brother's car, right? Let me give it back later when he comes home from Malaysia,” bargained the mother-daughter one with a mocking smile.
”That's Brother's car,” I got. Mayang eyes bulged, glaring at the husband, she thought what her husband had been corrupt?
Seriate....