YOUR LOVE IS DISAPPEARING
Chapter 38
Some hearts passed Rohman was still in the same place, he was so comfortable working here.
Rohman had been living with a middle-aged man who gave him a job, early in the morning Rohman was already in a special parking lot for shopkeepers in the market.
Indeed, as usual Mayang parked his vehicle at that location, accidentally the two met and exchanged views.
Mayang's view looks more pity but Rohman's view still harbors love, it will no longer be possible for love to bloom on the land that is already arid. Mayang approached Rohman after looking for an old man who used to guard the parking lot he did not find.
"How are you Mayang?" Rohman held Mayang's hand swiftly after the mother of one child handed him a piece of money denominated ten thousand rupiah.
"Well," Mayang answered briefly and loosened Rohman's handgun, which was holding his wrist so tightly.
"I'm sorry that I've hurt your heart so much" Rohman said, his eyes watering as well as his ex-wife's.
"I've forgiven you before you apologized" Mayang said, commenting on a smile that was so difficult to understand.
The mother-of-one swung her steps slowly, while Rohman followed behind Mayang from a distance until he could confirm which store he was in.
"I still hope to live with you, even I am willing to be a babu to make up for my mistakes," said Rohman staring nanar towards Mayang from a distance.
Almost an hour Rohman watched Mayang from a distance until old hands slapped him from behind.
"Stop hoping for something that is no longer your right" the middle-aged man told Rohman, looking back. The man wearing the wand touched his chest slowly.
"My heart was about to fall" Rohman chuckled and left where he was standing at the moment, following the footsteps of the middle-aged man who gave him the halal job.
Rohman again busy taking care of the parking lot is getting crowded, lucky many of the mothers who feel compassion for Rohman and give him more money.
Rohman smiled as more money they said for the man, putting aside the money they gave away separately, not stingy or calculating but he wants to immediately buy drugs to resist the development of the virus that continues to gnaw his body.
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Elsewhere Anita has healed, the seams have dried but her physique has now been disrupted. The woman who is usually full of makeup is now looking messy, her hair is disheveled and dressed shabby.
Anita was alone walking on the sidewalk while occasionally scratching her hair that might have been fleeced, sounding occasionally Anita called out the names of Rohman and Yazidin.
The woman's faith is so weak that she cannot control herself, while Yazidin, who truly loves her, seems confused looking for Anita's whereabouts, despite Anita's current depression due to her mother's actions.
"Anita, where are you" murmured Yazidin as he continued down the shoulder of the road, once in a while Yazidin showed a photo of Anita he had just taken a few days ago to the shopkeeper even the person standing in the street.
The man was almost desperate to find Anita's whereabouts, although Anita looked so depressed but did not make Yazidin's love fade.
The eyes of the stocky man were perfectly patterned when he saw Anita being dragged by two sturdy and tattooed men, Yazidin accelerated his steps towards Anita's existence.
"Take him off!" Yazidin's orders, staring alternately at them.
"Ga can, we'll enjoy this sexy body." The two men chuckled for a moment before Yazidin punched one of them.
"Suck!" The tattooed male Maki then hit Yazidin with wood, with a quick step Yazidin held the blow, his body used to receive blows because the martial arts he learned did not make him waver.
"Strong as well you. Sat bang!" Shouting, the man's legs were ready to shake Yazidin, but with his defense Yazidin was able to fight them both at once.
"Anita, let's go home!" Yazidin said there was a depressed woman he still loved today, Anita shook her head slowly.
"I promise we won't go back to my mother's house again" Yazidin assured her lover. The depressed woman again nodded.
Yazidin continued to persuade Anita so that the depressed woman complied with Yazidin's desire to live with the stocky man. Now Yazidin must think about how to keep Anita from running away from home if she is at work.
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The day passed leaving a yellowish light in the twilight sky. The originally tall and dashing body now looked thin, he was hugging next to his knee.
Laying down drizzling down the leaves, the skinny body sat under the tree looking at the dusk sky that was disappearing.
Did not feel the eye was moist again, he wiped it slowly and then smiled. He realized that God was rebuking him, giving him the opportunity to repent. It's just that his regret is too great for having abandoned his wife and child first.
"Lord, allow me to atone for my sin on the man I once wronged," said Rohman, slowly rising from his seat, the tree unable to resist the drizzle so as not to wet his hair.
His legs were getting heavier for him to swing, Rohman's body weakened, he fell to the ground when he finished ablution and wanted to perform magrib prayers.
"Astagfirullah," cried the hijab-wearing woman who was about to enter behind Rohman, suddenly all turned and helped Rohman, the skinny man they lay in the corner of the mosque and they performed the magrib prayer first.
A few minutes later they had finished performing the prayer and Rohman was aware of his stupor, he sat down to touch his aching head, sometimes keeping the parking lot he was willing to eat late to make his stomach acid rise.
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"Thank you" Rohman said as someone he didn't know drove himself into the small house of a middle-aged man who was holding him.
"Together" said the man, leaving Rohman in the depths of the night, the little house was just in the corner of the market with the lighting of two small light bulbs.
Rohman smiled as he looked at the middle-aged man to open the door, the middle-aged man was just guarding the parking lot until it was finished ashar while the rest were guarded by Rohman, who was in the care of him, said the thin man was good enough to buy additional medicine.
"Quick clean yourself young, eat after rest. Don't hasten your death, "his kekeh makes Rohman smile wryly, he looks at the middle-aged man clingy.
Rohman now finds a real father, the attention he gives more than his late father.
In order to clean up, Rohman dropped his body slowly on a worn mat. Back he reminded himself that he was reluctant to sleep on the old mattress that Mayang maintained, now the situation hit him mentally at this time.
"I'm sorry Mayang, Ali," he said, the words came out of Rohman's lips.
The skinny body got up and took the food that was available. The feeling was like swallowing a pebble at the moment, the feeling was mixed, he was completely blown away by the circumstances.
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Never be proud of the circumstances that once made us float high, do not, once you fall into the abject valley, you will feel the pain of being trampled on as you trample on others while you are still on top.
The current grief is not comparable to the abuse that once coincided with the lies you once gave.