Annelyn And Om Bimo

There's Shrimp Behind the Rock

Widow's status.

I tried to strengthen my heart. Smiling over the embers of grief that I spend every day.

It is not that easy to forget the love that was originally broad without edges.

Will the sky shade with the warmth of the sun?

Or is it the rain non-stop?

A piece of paper inscribed with the poem was folded by Annelyn. Just about to be tucked in a book, the door of the room was wide open. Not the result of a breakup like in the movies, but a spare key as Bimo's style opens the door. Including the door of his wife's heart.

" Love me .."

Bimo fell silent, unable to continue the sentence he had already assembled. Seeing the droplets of tears streaming down the cheeks of his beloved wife.

" I'm a widow." Annelyn brushed away her tears that refused to dry. Melted continuously, following the flow of his heart.

" No. You're my wife." Bimo closed the door, then approached his wife, speaking softly and quietly.

" But I'm not like your lady who still v*rg*n." Annelyn lowered her head, Her sobs getting real heard. Her hair that was originally neatly arranged is now a little disheveled.

Where are their laughs? In an instant everything turned into tears. There was no Annelyn who whined spoiled or scowled angrily while being colonized. All there was was was a fragile figure with a face exuding endless sadness.

Bimo couldn't help but feel extremely guilty.

" Love never disputes all that Love." Bimo approached his wife again, his right hand outstretched to wipe away the flow of tears that seemed reluctant to stop.

" But you were so Bee." Annelyn's voice rattled, swallowed by her cry that had not yet subsided.

" I'm sorry." Just that one word only came to Bimo's mind. He felt guilty, even though his intentions were not what his wife suspected he still had to apologize.

Is not the lesson in the household so. Women are always right until whatever happens, whether who is wrong and right, the man must be ready to apologize.

" Why apologize?? Then you're right to feel that way." Annelyn's voice was rising. His gaze was piercingly sharp.

Alamak, why be his fault. Bimo.

Bimo forgets the fact that women are always right and men are always wrong. So, want to apologize any model yes he must be wrong. Apologizing wrong, not apologizing wrong.

" I am a widow who cannot get pregnant. And Siska? She's a classy woman who's still virgin when you touch her. So imprint your feelings on her, that her sister you also consider your sister." Said Annelyn fiery.

Next to his hand held his chest, seeing that Bimo was afraid of his wife's asthma relapsing.

" I feel left out every time you defend him. Why can't all men get away from first love? Don't you feel guilty for making your wife hurt?" This time Annelyn fell down.

His issues got worse, repeatedly he managed to catch his breath.

Bimo grew increasingly worried, he rushed to hug his wife. He believes his wife is traumatized by Dimas choosing his first love so that it has the effect that it is now.

After a bit of calm, Annelyn got up to get rid of Bimo from clutching her body.

" There's no Hanif man! Even he was very guarding his eyes, he never touched a woman. If only .. if we were in a religion I would have proposed to him immediately." Annelyn threw away her face.

He knew his words must have hurt Bimo, that was what he expected. Bimo was hurt and humiliated. There were only two of them in this room.

Bimo's eyeballs are rounded. Not thinking about what his wife said?

Hanifs? That smelly guy beat himself up? Hanif a man who is not fashionable and far from perfect makes his wife's heart interested? Bimo glared while holding his chest.

Unknowing and unconscious, Annelyn is fond of Hanif's personality which is so polite and able to keep the gaze of women. Annelyn knew very well men like Hanif never tasted like Bimo who was once beautiful.

" You have no right to be mad at me Bee, it's true that Hanif besides being handsome, young, he's not a used tea bag like you either." Annelyn just kept pumping on her husband.

He launched an act of revenge. It's good that Bimo proudly says the woman he slept with is still all original. He should be taught a lesson.

" What's good about used teabags? Tastes bland. Still mending used glass, even if drinking used glass dipping hundreds of times is also good taste, origin of quality tea." Annelyn's sarcasm is right in her husband's heart.

There were no more tears on her cheeks, for some reason the tears could not come out again, even though she had tried her best.

" Lovely darling, please don't do this. Just insult me, you are free to hit me as long as you don't avoid me. I beg Love..!"

Bimo squirmed at his wife's feet, without him knowing the smile of victory emanated from Annelyn's devil face.

She did not know, Annelyn led her husband to feel guilty.

Didn't Mom Dah say Bimo loved Annelyn? But he's heavy-hearted with guilt. So as a complement to the whisper on the pillow that she had done, she continued with the action of feeling hurt, injured until her husband felt more sinful to her. Love is more blind than guilt and pity.

Bimo to bend his knees under his wife's feet. The man who had been emotional, cunning, dominant, authoritarian and arrogant was defeated by Love. He became another figure when he was with his wife.

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