Annelyn And Om Bimo
Start Rebelling.
22.15 Annelyn settles into the house, this is the first experience of defying her husband since marriage.
" Ehm. Remember your return home?".
Degh's..
Dimas' heavy voice shocked Annelyn.
" Yeahh was found out.. You haven't slept Mas? I think I've been busy talking*mbu* "Annelyn replied late relaxed.
Trembling the sound of Dimas' teeth being held back, he was already quite frustrated hearing his mother's nagging, not to mention his wife who suddenly became a dissident woman.
Walk towards Annelyn, though,
" ah is sick Mas". Annelyn protested as Dimas gripped her arm while pulling her up the stairs.
Braakk.
The sound of the door opening violently. Dimas went in with Annelyn.
" We need to talk, baby. I don't want everything to be bad." Pinta Dimas suddenly squeezed.
The darling? Where have you been all day?
" What do you want? Still lacking the kindness I've been giving??"
"Everything went bad when you married her." Barely Annelyn,
Her tears melted, seeing that Dimas was approaching clutching his shoulder in an embrace. Bod*h-s. Annelyn cursed her weak self, instead of hitting Dimas with fists, she returned her embrace.
" I'm sorry, baby." Pinta Dimas's.
Annelyn's crying broke even more, her mind breezed on various memories several years ago.
flashbacks.
Canteen SMA_
" Do you have a boyfriend, Lyn?"
The compact question of Narendra and Meylan was only answered by Annelyn
" Who??" Narendra asked while looking fixedly at Annelyn.
" He's an assistant manager at the place I work".
Narendra's forehead frowned.
" age?"
Annelyn thumped a lazy lip.
" 32"
" What?" Pekik Narendra and Meylan.
" You're not your mistress, are you, Lyn?". Meylan
Annelyn glared, reflexively hitting Meylan's hand slowly.
" Nope, Mey"
" Your taste is rich Om Om? " Search Rendra.
" Hiihhhh you guys, he is still mas-mas still looks young, his person is very good, I found the figure of Om Bimo in him" Annelyn explained with sparkling eyes.
" Cih, just know I've said like the figure of Om Bimo, Om Bimo has changed your diaper when a baby. Lha her??". Cerocos Meylan has no idea about Annelyn.
Annelyn just smiled lazily in response to the ravings of her two best friends, with her eyes closed she imagined what her home life would be like with Dimas, her loved ones. Perfect according to him.
The flash back
" I love you, Ann. I'm sorry.." Whisper Dimas softly, disperse the reverie of Annelyn.
The sobs of Annelyn grew louder and louder, she hated her weak self. Where Annelyn went some time ago who with a passionate desire to divorce, want revenge.
We cannot choose who we fall in love with. But we can choose whose side we should stand on.
Om Bimo's advice a year ago echoed in Annelyn's ear. At that time he was too eager to realize his marriage, without thinking Om Bimo's advice is a form of the adult man's hard code, if the wedding plan is known.
Slowly, Annelyn took off Dimas's embrace, now that her resolve was round, it took her only a few days to prepare for the divorce. Can't tonight because he won't leave without teaching.
" Enough, Mum. You can go back to your young wife's room. I haven't.. "
Tok tok tok tok
The sound of knocking on the door interrupted the conversation of the two.
" Mad, it's me Puspa, I'm afraid to sleep alone, usually I sleep with the kids. " Rutu Puspa from behind the door.
Hearing Puspa's statement, Dimas showed doubt, half his heart had already left with the woman behind the door.
Not wanting to be disappointed, her heartache seen, Annelyn twitched away, avoiding the gaze of her husband's eyes.
" Come, I can't allow you to sleep with me either."
Silent for a moment, until the door opened and closed again. Now only Annelyn remains friends lara in that room.
***
A man who could not sleep was smoking a cigarette on the balcony of his apartment. Ever since her beloved little girl ran away from home she often couldn't sleep.
The last year almost every night she did not sleep thinking about the bad girl she probably thought she was struggling with her husband.
And now, another new problem. He wanted to come to hug the spoiled girl who always ran into his arms. The spoiled girl that the last 4 years could not protect directly.
drt drt drt
Seeing his phone screen flashing, the man just glanced lazily, but once his eyes caught the name written on the screen, he so enthusiastically received the call.
Hallo
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it's okay, oh yeah how are you sweet?
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I'll be fine, if you're okay.
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Hmm
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Yes that's better, kpn??
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It's up to you
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okay, yup,
***
At 11:45 Annelyn was awake. He wanted to bang on the door of the next room, there were no more tears, there were only pent-up emotions.
" Hiihhh my hand gatel want njambak-njambak kuntilanak in the next room."
" Default!! Fucking dimas!"
The heat of his heart grew, as the sound of struggle in the next room also heated up.
" So sorry, soft-spoken, now just treated to the worm heat immediately tancap!"
Annelyn's voice muttered sneering.
clique. Annelyn opened the phone, contacted someone out there.
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Hello, Om. I'm sorry.. (Consider Annelyn)
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I. I'm fine. Om how??
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I'm getting a divorce. Whaddya think?
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I need a hand.
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I need a lawyer.
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Not immediately, I want to teach a lesson in the way Om always teaches.
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Yasudah, thanks Om, tomorrow I call you again.
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After disconnecting the call, Annelyn no longer heard any sound from the next room. He tried to close his eyes, just a few minutes later, the voice was heard again.
Damnit. Aspersion.
***
In the morning when Bu Rukana woke up, there was a commotion downstairs, no breakfast or his favorite ginger wedang at the dinner table.
The exhausted Dimas and Puspa did not intend to get out of bed. Likewise, Annelyn who just slept at dawn was also reluctant to wake up, especially she felt no longer needed to be responsible for household affairs.
Brak brak.
The sound of Annelyn's bedroom door being knocked away.
" Anne! you slacker wife. It's 7 o'clock . Wake Anne!! The dining table is empty. You haven't cooked yet!!" The cry of Bu Rukana beats the market trader.
With a sigh, Annelyn opened the door.
" Where is your favorite daughter-in-law??? Not awake yet? Overnight overtime siihh" Annelyn sneered cynically.
Plaques
Heat, pain radiating from the cheeks to the crown.
Bu Rukana, who felt unappreciated by her son-in-law, immediately slapped her left cheek. Continuing the nagging nagging session until Dimas and Puspa came out of the room.
" Mommy, what's this storm like?". Beware Dimas, while shuffling hair.
Resisting the soreness of the cheeks that might have swelled Annelyn replied casually. " This is Mas, Mama's hungry, but Aunt Puspa hasn't cooked yet, uh she's mad at me."
" That's your job! The son-in-law doesn't know himself. It's just living with my son." Cerocos Bu Rukana's.
" Aunte Puspa is also your mother's daughter-in-law, right?" Annelyn's question was a little mocking full of probing.
Dimas leaned against the wall while massaging his forehead. Finally mediate.
" Anne, you'd better cook it now yeah, Puspa's still tired from the trip, pity him"
Whats??
" We know we are tired on the way. The afternoon is yes, the night is also still yes many times. Gurok just tau tasa."
Blammm
Annelyn slammed the door and immediately locked it from the inside.
" Just let Aunt Puspa cook, after all my cooking tastes comberan, all shopping there so that the mothers sit in the complex. hahaha" Annelyn said half whispering.
" O Lord Lyn, you're evil, but it's a gapapa hahaha"
Sometimes, a changed person is not completely opposed because he is a dissident. It's just that he's venting emotions in his way. Not everyone can be wise in emotional processing. Not all mental can withstand just by being silent.
