Before He Goes

Already Crazy.

"You may not like something when it is good for you. And maybe you like something, but it's not good for you. God knows, and you do not know." (Q.S Al Baqara :216)

Rayna was destroyed a second time. The heart that is being broken with new love, as if immediately broken by lightning. The beautiful shadow of starting a household with Adjie and the planning of the few children he wanted to have with the man just became a wishful thinking that kept ringing in the head until this moment.

Together with Adjie for three years, the attention that the man gave from just a coworker, friends vent until turned into friends, heart, still unable to dampen Rayna's tears after five days of unilateral termination of their marriage.

Rayna chose to lock herself in the room, darken and hug her body under the covers. Just sipping water and not wanting to eat, similar to when he was shaken would Pradipta first.

[This morning, Mother fell into a stroke after arguing with me. He did not approve of our marriage for a long time. Because of your status of having been married and having children. But, for God's sake, I've been trying to convince her all this time. And to this day, that blessing I don't get. I'm sorry, Ay. I am indeed a loser who cannot lift our love to dispel the unwillingness of my Mother. I'm sorry once again. I love you]

The message that Adjie sent when the penghulu was sitting on the pulpit akad able to make the spirit of Rayna as if detached from the body. At first Rayna thought Adjie was just joking. In fact, Adjie's father confirmed with his arrival to the building.

The sun seemed to split, the shady atmosphere towards the end turned gloomy. Pradipta cried because he saw Rayna was so frustrated, crying after Mami's arms. In fact, seeing Rayna depressed for failing to marry, made her heart hurt. Previously, he did not want Rayna married Adjie. But, if you see Rayna tormented like that, reminding her who once made a mistake, spread fire in Rayna's heart. Unlike Dara who was crying too. But, crying happily over his mother's suffering now. I'm sure you'll only be happy together, Dad.

"Rayna what, Pih? Do you want to eat?" ask Dipta who just arrived, while kissing the back of Papi's hand on the sofa.

"Boro-boro, Dip. Go out of the room just don't want-"

"Why do you keep coming here? Good to see my son suffer again?" sela Mami whose steps just arrived in the living room.

"More!" Papi shakes.

Dipta kept smiling, approached Mami and bowed to kiss her hand. But, Mami let the hand of Dipta to continue hanging in the air. Dipta re-stimulates the body, trying to be patient with the Mami's always sour look on him.

"Mommy was surprised, yes, Pih. Very handsome our son. His life is still unlucky. Meet the same brazen men all." Mami's fiery snort.

The created can only be silent, not resisting. He knows he is also wrong even though all the mistakes are not purely because of his own contribution. Rayna also had a part, and the woman seemed to be unaware. He allowed himself to triumph and bestowed all the blame on a Creator. Because problems in the household will always involve two parties as the originator. "I'm sorry, Created, Mih. It's all out of my control---"

"Dad!" cut off with a crisp, happy-clad cry from Dara's voice. Since the accident hit his mother, the boy stayed at home again. But, can't room with Rayna, because her mother keeps her locked away.

Dipta approached Dara, held the boy and kissed him, stroking his slippery head like her. Both of them are like cold mochi cakes.

"Where's grandfather? He said he'd take it today, Adek?" dara asked sullenly when she saw that Dipta only came alone. Seeing Mami who does not like the arrival of Noora when Dipta brought in on the first day of Rayna hunger strike. So, Noora was no longer created. Mother also attacked, not allowing. Afraid of the atmosphere so noisy.

"So, I'm not feeling well anymore, son." by any chance, Noora's been running a fever since last night.

"But, have you taken the medicine yet, Dad?" Dara looks worried. Mami, who felt disturbed by the conversation, chose to get up from the sofa to the room. Can Dipta and Dara see how Mami clucked when stepping.

"Not to be entered into the heart, Dip," said Papi.

Dipta nodded in understanding. "This is Allah, Pih. I'm sincere."

Papi nodded. "The fire is staying, yes."

"Yes, Pih." then got up to the room, following Mami's steps.

"Already, Son. Dara, how? Is the medicine taken?" continue the conversation with Dara on the sofa.

"Udah was the same, Genma. But, the puyer's red yet, Dad. It's bitter."

"Don't drink dong. He'll be healed long, son."

"Yes, Dad, I'll have a drink."

"Now. Bring the medicine box here."

Dara shook her head, spoiled on the father's chest in his lap. "Say the son of righteousness, diligently pray the same read Iqro. Masa, in the old man's call, his face was so grumbling."

"Here it is." Dara gave up, she came down from the lap of Dipta to go to the room. Seeing Dara was invisible. The creation also rises. However, not to follow the child to his room. Except to Rayna's room they've been in. To share the love in the first night until the night where Rayna decided to sue Dipta in the context of divorce.

"Assalammualaikum, Ay." Rayna who had just wiped the blankets wanted to get out of the bed towards the bathroom, turning towards the door of her tightly locked room.

"I brought you a roasted duck, eat it, yes" he said.

"It's still warm, Ay. Your favorite, I bought it in the old place when you were craving again." not giving up ex-wife, Dipta continued. fight for Rayna to eat, out of the dark zone.

"GO, motherfucker!" while throwing the Ac remote to the door leaf, because in Rayna's view, Dipta must have laughed at him.

Rayna once hardened her jaw, rejecting the reference that was said by saying that Adjie is the best man she loves now. Return to Surah Al Baqarah verse 216: Indeed only Allah knows good for his servant, while his servant knows nothing.

"Would you eat something else, Ay? Let me buy you." Created deliberately ignites Rayna's anger so that the woman comes out of the room and finds herself. There are things that Dipta wants to talk about, he will bring Dara to undergo alternative medicine. Not to propose to the woman, who he really wanted to do.

Mother said "Patience first. Slow down origin. Don't play hard." as if Mommy is sure that Rayna can be back in her possession.

The door opened violently, poking Rayna with a chaotic stature. His long hair was falling apart. The smell of his body was so smelly because of days of not bathing. He also did not pray, feeling disappointed in God because he continued to be given consecutive tests.

"Don't be so good to me, Mom!" Rayna glared her eyes.

Dipta looked at the sad ex-wife whose eye bags were black. Her lips were dry and pale, her body was taking care of her.

Dipta gawked towards the bed, while looking for something and after getting it. He's fast in, over Rayna's shoulder.

"MAS!" rayna was getting upset. Followed the steps of the Creator and stopped when the Creator turned his back to look at him.

"Never let this go, Ay." It was invented to put a house hijab on Rayna's head to cover the woman's hair, which Rayna threw out to the bottom of the bed. Can be created tilik, mukena that decomposes full of cutouts.

"The others can be far away. Can leave us. But not with God. As long as God does not leave us. Our lives will be fine. In the Lord, after this there will be a better man than Adjie."

"Who?" Rayna raised her chin, laughed cynically, her countenance remained haughty. Women who are angry, ninety percent will be difficult to give advice. It's all mental.

"I." firmly answered.

"I know, Mas. You'll answer 'YOURSELF'."

"We're repeating the old one, how?"

Rayna shook her head in disgust. "Never dream, Mom! I'd rather be widowed for life, than I should go back to you!" Rayna until pointed to the eyeball of Dipta full of anger. The shadow when he found out that Dipta divided his body with Nancy, making Rayna always wavering and not strong to make peace.

"Try self-moshabah, Ay. I'm like this because of you."

"Because of me?" getting taller. The time is not right to argue. Rayna was still in shock, as if Dipta was too washed away by the conversation, becoming insensitive if Rayna needed time, she could not be spoken to which led to her also having a share of mistakes.

"Dad ... Mother," cried softly Dara who had since found their quarrel, hiding behind the door. Everyone looked around, stopping the debate. Dara first approached Rayna, hugging her mother's stomach which she had been longing for for a few days.

"Mother ... Dara kangen's. Don't be angry again, yeah, same, Dad." Rayna immediately took off the hug rough until Dara was limp and denied the Dipta.

"You never loved me, Mother! You prefer your father who has obviously broken his heart, Mother! Go you, just stay with, your father!" rayna's common sense is closed. So frustrated was losing Adjie until Dara's plontos head did not shake his heart.

"AY!" The Creator turned to sharpen the eyes. "Istighfar you!"

"Cock Mom is like me?" Dara thumped sad, then cried.

"Aren't you the one who doesn't want you to marry, Om Adjie? Then why is it crying now, why not laugh? Huh huh? Why cry?!" Created to push Rayna slowly because the woman gripped Dara's arm until grimacing pain.

"What kind of mother, you? Basic crazy!" maki Dipta, chose to carry Dara to leave the room.

"Yes, I'm crazy, Mom. I'm crazy already! It's all because of you! YOU!" Rayna shouted hysterically, throwing things on the floor and damaging them. Dipta kept stepping out, trying to calm down the crying Dara. She no longer feels like her priority.

"Mas Adjie." sobbing, wailing. "I love you so much, Mom. Please dong back. I can't help your parents' blessing." Adjie's arrival is like a solar flare capable of illuminating Rayna's over-crowned, dim heart, so when the man allowed the wound for the first time during their relationship, Rayna's world seemed to collapse.

And, when hateful denial is present. Rayna scolding Adjie. "Braven you, my mother! You are like me! You two make no difference! Same as a cheater! I HATE! HATE IT!" pounding pillows until they are torn.

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