YOUR LOVE IS DISAPPEARING
Chapter 27

"Assalamualaik." Rohman knocked on his door repeatedly. The tall body shivered because the air outside the house was cold, but there was no telling from within.

"Is Anita sleeping?!" Sluggishly. The Turkish-faced man dropped his butt on the porch chair, looking around at the atmosphere so silent, the leaves waving occasionally at him as if insulting him.

"God forgive me!" Inwardly, the tall body was curled up on a chair made only of round rattan, while the wife was asleep.

The wind was getting stronger, Rohman's body was shivering. A shadow of Mayang dancing in his eyes. Given how good a woman he once wasted.

Rohman changed his position, raised his legs and hugged his knees. All wrong because the public transportation he was riding never came because it was so late.

"I'm sorry," he said, the regret began to appear to the Turkish-faced man, there was regret for wasting time, wasting the kindness Mayang had given him without expecting anything in return.

God is so fair, right? Land release that does not belong to him, precisely the property owned by force. Rohman's beautiful eyes closed, trying to enjoy the cold night breeze that pierced the bone.

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Only three hours did Rohman fall asleep in a cold state he had never experienced before. Morning greet warmly, slowly the sun warms the body that is still curled up and asleep it.

"Bang!" Anita's strangulation made Rohman aghast, the spirit had not been gathered perfectly. Still in a semi-conscious state he opened his eyes and saw his wife put on a face of dislike.

"Hanger Brother, Dek," said Rohman still put on a sweet face.

"Work sleeping outside. Why not call? Seen by people like me very bad with Brother," said Anita with a lazy face and frown.

"sorry. Adek had slept last night," said Rohman in a weak tone.

"Night home, bring money?" Anita asked in annoyance.

"Bring," he answered briefly and reached into the backpack he was carrying before leaving yesterday. Unfortunately the woman's number yesterday fell and Anita grabbed it quickly.

"Whose phone number is this, Bang?" Anita knitted her two eyebrows.

"Friend number at work yesterday," he answered flatly so that Anita did not suspect, the pregnant woman was only 'oh' only.

Rohman handed Anita all the money he could, went into the house and waded into her body with cold water that felt like ice water, although shivering but he did not care because he felt so disgusted with the former romance last night.

The pregnant woman followed with sparkling eyes counting the money in her hands which was quite a lot. Soon Rohman came out of the bathroom with a fragrant body scent.

"Where is the shower going?" Tanya Anita raised her eyebrows next to her.

"Abang wants to find work again so you are happy, Dek," he said. To be honest his heart is so slashed with his current state, money is always money in Anita's mind even when Rohman is sick Anita tells Rohman to look for money, there is no false saying that a soul mate is a reflection of you, so yesterday's soul mate was just a mistake?

"Good! But ...." Anita's words were stifled when she saw her husband ignoring her and went into the room. The pregnant woman was upset.

"Bang!" Anita screamed in the living room before following her husband into the room.

"What's? Don't yell, Deck. Shame on!" It was clear Rohman was on Anita while Anita was just tilting her lips.

"Where's this money from, Bang?" Tanya Anita still held the money she had in hand with a happy feeling.

"Ga needs to know. Enjoy it, satisfy yourself and your child" said Rohman, his hands fastening his clothes.

"OKAY. Shoping us, baby." Anita stroked her belly which was still not very visible, while Rohman gave no response.

As the shadow of Mayang danced in memory, now he realized how difficult Mayang was to maintain his household first, how difficult Mayang sacrificed for himself and his son.

Rohman's heart was steady and would not take Ali for foster care, however he never wanted his son to be a slave.

"What's the matter?" Anita asked who was suddenly already beside Rohman.

"I'm good. Don't mind me" replied Rohman, his heart was not well, while the pregnant woman just nodded her head as if Rohman did not need anyone to calm down.

The pregnant woman replaced the best clothes that were a little lacking in materials, Rohman stared but he did not care for the moment. The tall man grabbed his goal then looked for the number given by the old woman last night, ah disgusting if he had to keep it.

"Madam." The message that Rohman sent the old woman immediately he removed, could be dangerous if Anita knew all this. A few minutes there was no reply until Anita had left to shop, but the number of the woman she called had not been replied.

"What's up, Handsome?" The reply, if from the sound will be ensured so soft and seductive.

"Just delete the video last night," asked Rohman with a bit of compassion.

"Can't be darling. Work with me then the video is safe and won't be spread." The old woman sends a brief voicemail to Rohman.

"Rangh ... It's disgusting!" Rohman slammed his rough gawai into the bed. The tall man scanned his face in the mirror, erasing the murmur in his heart, touching his lips softly. This time he had to give up on all the women who wanted his body. His heart was so sad to remember he never sacrificed for Ali only his child with Mayang.

Back he took the device he had thrown, to meet Ali it was like Rohman did not have the guts at all, even his son's birthday he just missed.

Pressing the call on Tuti's number several times not connected, on the umpteenth call Tuti raised the call from his cousin.

"Why, Man?" Ask over there.

"Mother account number?" Ask Rohman without further ado.

"Eh. There dong, really good to send money to me," a crybaby answer was clearly heard from there.

"You need a little nitip for Ali, then Mbak can also take for snacks as necessary," explained Rohman.

"Yes already. I'll send you my account number later, but I can actually make it too, right?" Tuti made sure in a tinge.

"Yes, Mommy." Tuti turns off the unilateral call before Rohman says his greetings. Perverted after that a message from Tuti entered his service. Owner Tuti Samar. It is only fitting that his behavior is like that because his name is still vague and unclear (o Allah)

Rohman went out of the room, intending to head to the nearest BRI link for transfer on his account number which he was too proud of.

His steps gontai down the small asphalt road in the alley of his rented house, some mothers sit in the hall like a patrol post.

"Mas Rohman doesn't work?" The mother-mother chirps that were eating the food in the hall.

"A little while, Mom. Abis sublimely," Rohman replied politely.

"His wife shopping isn't in Temenin?" Ask other mothers who are curious about their lives.

"I'm tired. Leave him alone as long as he can" Rohman replied afterwards speeding up his pace. So lazy he served the mouths of mothers who would have no end.

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Household affairs people let him solve it in his own way, as long as he does not ask us anything then let it go.