YOUR LOVE IS DISAPPEARING
Chapter 31
Rohman drove his motor slowly, splitting the slippery road, piercing through the stubs of the high-body rain was shivering.
Rohman rested in a small hut by the roadside, clutching his own body.
"God, I regret what I did" he said. The tall man reached into his pocket and called Tuti.
"Hello, Rohman. You're not transferring to Ali anymore?" Brondong Tuti to Rohman who has not had time to give greetings.
"sorry. There is a problem now. Can I ride in your house, Mbak Tuti?" Rohman again asked Tuti on a phone call, a moment of silence with no answer.
"sorry. At this time I also need money no I might not accommodate you," explained Tuti and then turn off the unilateral call. The tall man stroked his chest, now he realized when he was down there was no brother who considered himself.
The small drizzle had stopped, the cold air was still felt, the smell of the ground bursting forth. Rohman drove his motorbike slowly back to his mother's residence. The cold wind at a slow speed to get the body to the home of his parents safely.
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A few minutes into the journey, Rohman finally arrives at his mother's house. With a lethargic and slightly pale face Rohman knocked on the door several times.
"Assalamualaik." He knocked on the door of his parents with a heart.
"Rohman, why are you here? You're making a fuss with Anita?" Yeyen asked several questions at once.
"Ma, can't I go in first?" Rohman asked, his tall body shivering, several hours of cold travel able to pierce through the bones.
Lazily and a little forced Yeyen shifted from the doorway allowing Rohman to enter.
"Where is it, Ma?" Rohman asked when he did not find the father's different youngest brother. Eti is the son of Yeyen's other husband and divorced a few years ago because Eti's father likes to play gambling.
"Eti's asleep, '" replied Yeyen. Rohman rarely met Eti because they were both busy.
"Mom. Let Rohman stay with his mother" said Rohman.
"But what's the reason?" Yeyen asked confused, because not usually his son came to his residence and asked to live in his old house.
"I am da Anita divorced, I looked at her, Mom," explained Rohman with teary eyes, in a blink of a clear circle it will shed instantly.
"What?" Pekik Yeyen did not believe, his son had to run aground to build a second household.
"Yes, Ma. Anita cheated on me, I saw with my own eyes" Rohman said, leaving Yeyen's mouth gaping.
"Do you give less?" Yeyen blamed the boy.
"I give a living even I'm willing to sell ...." His voice was cut off when he realized what he was doing was inappropriate for Yeyen to know.
"Sell what, Rohman?" Yeyen frowned.
"Rohman is willing to sell a favorite motorcycle for him," Rohmah lied.
Rohman rushed into the bedroom he used to live in if he stayed here, cleaned himself and changed his clothes. Rohman dropped his body on the bed, the day was getting late, the call on his net from the old woman was already so much.
His hand quickly opened the green application message into his service.
"Don't avoid me, or your video is ready for me to spread on social media."
"I'm not kidding." The message from the old woman threatened.
The tall man let out a long sigh, wearing a white den leather jacket and black jeans, now Rosan is ready to fight against the glitter of the night.
Half-run he approached Yeyen who was watching television in the living room.
"Ma Rohman said goodbye, don't wait for me to come home, close and lock the door," explained Rohman, kissing the back of Yeyen's hand and then leaving in a hurry. Actually, there are many questions that have not been addressed to the child.
Still splitting the city's street gridlock, Rohman drove his vehicle slowly. Disgusting things will come back he repeated for money.
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After shopping they go home smiling happily, like a newlywed if they catch a glimpse.
Yazid's vehicle stopped in the yard of Anita's rented house, some eyes looking at them, but the pregnant woman did not care, ignoring the neighbor she considered a widow.
"Mr. Rohman isn't coming home?" Finally the question came out of the mouths of mothers who could not see them happy.
"Bab, Buk. He told his cousin to accompany me" Anita lied lightly.
"Ooh. Kirain what's wrong" said the mothers, smiling at Anita and Yazid.
Although Anita's confession is like that but it does not rule out the possibility that villagers will be suspicious of Anita and Yazid's suspicious behavior. How dare the man stay with Anita without any sacred bond of marriage.
The two people who were drunk with romance entered the house with a satisfied smile. Yazid, the man who seeks satisfaction.
The handsome and stocky man really loved Anita and after the child was born Yazid would marry Anita, but their ways were wrong. Anita should be brought to her parents' house, not even kebo gathering (sorry.)
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The day changed months, Rohman still struggling with his new job which became opium, now Rohman has used a car. The Turkish-faced man did not want to feel poor and soon he will make Anita and Mayang regret leaving him.
Rohman's luxury car stops at Anita's mother's yard. Ali who was playing tap water immediately stopped his activities and saw who came.
"Who, Ali?" Strangled her grandmother Ali inside the house, because she also did not want anything to happen to her granddaughter.
"Ga know, Grandma," Ali replied shouting as well. Because Rohman took so long to get out of the car.
Ali continued to watch the car in the yard until a man he knew got out of the car.
The boy almost forgot the father, but Rohman came back in a different state, holding a large plastic bag of men closer to Ali.
"You healthy?" Rohman asked his son who stood looking at him.
"healthy." The little boy walked sideways, trying to avoid the figure he had once called father.
"Where's mom?" Rohman asked Ali again who was about to enter the house. Before long his grandmother Ali came out and hugged the body of his grandson who was like a frightened person. It turns out that Ali's trauma when he saw his mother being hit by his father still imprints in his memory.
"Well what else are you here for?" The woman who gave birth to Mayang was staring intently at her former daughter-in-law.
"I want to see Ali, Mom," Rohman said as he spread out his arms hoping Ali would embrace him, the disgust he felt first in his son who was slum has now changed with a deep longing.
The innocent boy shook his head slowly, without him not wanting to throw into Rohman's arms like he was destabilizing his mother's sister Riska's embrace, even Ali had not allowed Riska to work.
"This is a toy, Ali ever asked for a remote control car right? Sorry only now can I buy," said Rohman with teary eyes. Once the heart of the man who bears the status of the father.
"Dad ain't never loved Ali." The little boy tried to avoid.
"The father of the kok Ali, the same mother, too" said Rohman half-lying.
After going through the drama and the grandmother persuaded her grandson with love and understanding, Ali finally wanted to embrace a tall body that was a little thin because of the drought staying up.
"Ali want to take a walk?" Rohman asked his son who never meant anything to him, but again the boy shook his head slowly.
The toy he had brought was placed into the house by his grandmother Ali, because Ali really did not want to accept this gift of his father, the pain that Rohman inflicted was deep in the boy's heart.
"When do you get home?" Rohman invited Ali to continue talking so that the cold atmosphere melts.
"Hurry home tonight. Selling itself does not help," explained the little boy who has a little more already begun to understand adult affairs.
"What kind of sales mom?" Rohman asked again, this time the question was serious.
"Mother opens a dress shop in the market." The boy answered while prying the ground and making a puddle for a small pond.
"Yes already. Once the father came home," said Rohman say goodbye to the child he entrusted to his ex-wife, while Ali just nodded without excessive repon, and he was not, although Rohman wanted to kiss at a glance but there was no chance for the tall man because he also did not want to make Ali more afraid of him.