
"Stay in this house with Arkan, I'll go" Danu said.
Talks that create tightness for everyone still continue, about the separation in fact not only with one word.
Elma and Danu have Arkan to think about how good it is.
That's why Danu decided to go out without counting who would be more deserving to live in this house. The house they bought from the savings and gifts of their parents.
The house they bought when love was still very artful.
And Elma who heard Danu's words turned her face away, wiping away her tears that did not want to stop flowing.
Fool, why am I crying? why is my chest so tight? I wanted this farewell so badly, I shouldn't have to be sad. Inner Elma, but both of her hands were busy wiping away the tears.
"I'll tell Arkan about our breakup."
"Don't! arkan test try out tomorrow. Let me slowly tell him. You just go, Arkan won't be looking for you. We used to stay." Elma replied, each speech still contains innuendo, that's how much she was disappointed in all the treatment of Danu during their marriage.
The intention to always be open in the face of anything is actually just a sweet prank, because eventually many are covered and become painful guesses.
And Danu who heard the insinuations was silent, not unwilling to answer but she was already very tired. His body was tired, his mind was tired and his heart was even more tired.
He wanted to end this and go to sleep.
"I'll still give you the monthly money, but it won't be like yesterday. I'll give half of it, so the rest can also be for me to survive." explained Danu again, speaking softly not want to ignite anymore fights. But things like this they still have to discuss in detail.
"I'll pack up and leave tomorrow morning" Danu said, after saying that she left Elma in the living room. Entering the room of those who were silent witnesses for 15 years passed, witness every cry and loving struggle they had ever done together.
Danu shut her mouth tightly, brushing off all the good memories and bad memories that passed by inside her head.
Like in a hurry he immediately picked up a small suitcase on top of the closet and put all his clothes in.
While Elma who also followed into this room was only able to stare at the back of the man she once loved, now it still feels the same. But always at odds with endless anger, until Elma does not know, is this love or hate?
"I'll sleep in the middle."
"You don't want to take a shower?" the question was thrown automatically from Elma's mouth, still always paying attention even though the heart was depressed.
"I'm gonna take a shower in the kitchen bathroom."
Elma just kept quiet, not giving any movement as Danu passed by while dragging the small suitcase out from inside this room.
And when the door closed, Elma then beat her chest very tight. An excruciating pain that he had never felt all this time.
It was as if all the pain was now gathering together and making his chest want to break.
Elma cried, returned as if she had spilled all the feelings, love, anger and hate she would let out all tonight.
I hope tomorrow morning he'll be okay.