At the End of My Tired!

Xlii Part

Sarah was struggling in the kitchen, and her father asked her to make some fish soup. "Have you cut it yet, son?".. Mr. Ramdhan came back from the garden, brought two lemongrass sticks and three leeks of leeks, which is the good thing he had his own garden. In addition to the results can be sold, it can also be for own consumption.

"Not yet, not yet, still make this first." Show Sarah on her favorite kale.

"Yes, it's dad who cut his fish. You'll cut this off later if that one's done."

"What time did Dad come home last night?".. Sarah asked cautiously, she did not want her father to feel in the interrogation by her.

"Forgotten, I don't see the time to go home, but you're asleep, I don't have to wake up, so I eat alone. Did you sleep last night? I see the side dish you're warming is still intact."

"forget well, abis cook Sarah bathe trus tambahan, will fall asleep." Sarah said in a voice. Lying for safety together, Sarah thought.

"Next time don't do it again, you have an ulcer, not good to sleep before the stomach is filled first. Then your stomach acid goes up." Advice from Mr. Ramdhan.

"Whoever, there will be something Sarah wants to talk about with dad, abis breakfast. You're not going anywhere, are you?"..

"Not anywhere, just want friends kang Sadin make beds in the back. It's over, I'll soak the salt, let it sit for a while before you cook. Let the slime not be too much. I'm gonna take a shower first." Said Mr. Ramdhan rushing to the bathroom which was right next to the kitchen.

"Well, it's hot water in the flask, I just put it in the bucket." Sarah shouted at the father who was already in the bathroom.

"Yes, look." Mr. Ramdhan shouted back from inside the bathroom.

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Sarah and her father were sitting on a couch in the family room, Sarah squeezed her hands gently. I don't know why he was a little afraid to say what he wanted to say.

"What did you say to me, Dad?". Mr. Ramdhan seemed to understand with the restlessness of his son.

"Tell Sarah, yeah. Whether this decision Sarah made was correct. Yesterday Angga came to the hospital, begging Sarah to come back. He promises to fix everything, including his abusive attitude towards Sarah all along. Sarah's heart was numb to Angga, but seeing it as fragile as yesterday, Sarah's heart was pitying. After all we've been together for two years in the same house." Three months Sarah endured, holding her heart against her husband's infidelity, now she must hear another fact directly from her husband's mouth. The dark lover of the husband, is now pregnant with the results of their forbidden relationship. He can no longer, his heart is not as clean as it is, let him go.

"If indeed your decision is unanimous, then father will support it. There are types of people who deserve to be given a second chance, there are also those who do not. They should be able to learn from what they are doing, and then improve themselves. You don't have to go back to Angga, just because your heart is pitying. If you feel too sick, let go. Pity, like you're holding a rose, too dear to throw away when your hands hurt."

"You're young, go on with your life, find your happiness and make yourself happy. Not all wives, can stretch the chest to babysit the results of her husband's affair. If Angga does love you, he won't hurt your heart. No love hurts his partner intentionally, it's not love, son. But greedy is his name." Said Mr. Ramdhan at length while gently rubbing Sarah's hair. He knew how much his daughter had hurt.

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This is where Sarah, sitting opposite Angga in a restaurant not far from her husband's office. It had been a few minutes since they had arrived there, no one had started to open the conversation yet.

Angga sighed deeply before he opened his voice. "What else do you want to say, Sar. If you are still insistent on separation, I better go home. I don't want to separate from you, about the boy, let Luci take care of him myself, I'll keep paying him until the boy is independent." Angga's words remained firm on his stance, he did not want to separate from Sarah. He realized his heart was already filled with the woman, the woman he had deliberately betrayed for this one year.

"Listen, as long as we're married, I'm the only one fighting for our marriage, I'm enduring all the pain you and your mother have given me. Wasn't all this time I was just a burden to you, only barren women couldn't give you offspring, isn't that what you often say to me if you're angry. I don't want to be your burden anymore. Maybe if I'm with you I become a barren woman, but not when I'm with other people." Sarah defended her decision. She did not want to look weak in front of her husband.

"Do not want you to consider our two years together, Sar. I realize I have done a lot of wrongs, hurt your heart and physical too, I was wrong. I don't deny it, but I don't deserve a second chance." Angga said in a desperate tone, the man looked very frustrated.

"You're worthy, mas. But it's not a chance from me that you need right now, it's Lusi. The woman needs you, as well as the child she is born with. He needs not only recognition but also responsibility. I have forgiven you, my mother. But not to come back with you, marry a lusi, it could be the last chance you have, to be able to have a descendant from your own seed."

"What do you mean by the last chance I had, Sarah?" Angga said confused, because he felt that if he was okay, there were no problems with his health.

Sarah takes out a brown envelope with the logo of a hospital, then hands it to Angga.

With a trembling hand Angga opened the envelope, he read it carefully. Then his eyes fused as his eyes fell on a piece of writing written there.