Being a Night Butterfly

TMKF 08

"Mom's fine, sweetie." Melinda hugged Atha to calm her heart while wiping away the tears that still left traces on her face. 

"Didn't Mom lie to Atha? Mom, are Grandma and Dad mean to Mom?" The boy was still curious. Flip with lots of questions.

Melinda broke the hug and took Atha and put her to sleep. "They're all good. There's nothing evil. Better get to sleep now." 

The boy nodded without asking again. Then, hugged the mother tightly and fell asleep afterwards. 

Unlike Melinda who can't sleep at all. His mind wandered out of nowhere. There was a sense of uneasiness mixed with a sense of anger that still filled the chest. Indeed, Melinda felt pain at the attitude of Fatih and the Goddess which to her was outrageous. 

I don't know until when I'll stay strong and survive. 

Melinda shuts her eyes as clear circles flow from both corners of her eyes. 

***

When Melinda had started working again, Fatih was busy at the gambling table. Playing with your usual opponent. He does not give up even though he always loses. He must win even if only once. Moreover, he was always the subject of ridicule his friends. Made Fatih insist on exalting her already trampled self-esteem. Whatever the way he must win even if he has to run out of property though. He should be able to make them all pay high for the humiliation they have done. 

"You lose again. Haha. You sure you don't want to give up?" ask one of Fatih's opponents. 

"Damn it!" Fatih curses furiously. "There is no giving up in the dictionary of my life. Anyway I'll come again tomorrow and I'll definitely win." 

Fatih's speech got a standing ovation and a soft laugh from the people there. Instead of feeling salute, they actually more literate the man. 

"You are amazing. All right, we'll wait for you to come. May Goddess Fortuna side with you tomorrow" said the man. Lips rattled. Smiling sinisterly towards Fatih who was already clenching her hands tightly. 

After being upset continued to get taunted, Fatih went straight home without even saying goodbye to them. Carrying a sense of annoyance because of the insults so ringing in the head. It feels like they want to finish them off one by one, but there is no courage because they have a lot of money. He realized that money is the highest power in this life. Anything can be bought including the law. So, it is certain that if Fatih fights, it is he who will lose.

Carrying anger in the chest and not willing to vent on his son, Fatih also chose to come to the prostitution place owned by Aunt Sisca. Waiting for his wife who still works there. That's better according to him. Moreover, he could directly ask Melinda for money after this. 

In fact, there was as much pain as Fatih felt when she imagined Melinda making love to another man. But he always brushed off that feeling. Melinda is no longer his wife but a money doll. With the woman's job, she can have money easily even though she is always running out at the gambling table. At least he doesn't have to work hard. 

After nearly half an hour of waiting, Fatih saw Melinda come out and directly approached her. In fact, Melinda immediately sat behind Fatih without speaking anything. After that, Fatih took his bike home. 

Upon arrival at home, the atmosphere was already quiet. Melinda went home to rest. However, Fatih actually held the arm of the woman who was just about to enter the living room. 

"Why, Mas? I'm tired already. Going to sleep." Melinda answered nonchalantly. In fact, he tried to brush off Fatih's hand even though it was just a waste. 

"Where's your money? Give me!" fatih's orders. Melinda immediately grasped the bag firmly so as not to be seized by her husband. 

"Tomorrow you can do it again, right? Better give it to me now! For Atha's treatment, you can look for him again!" snapped Fatih began to grow furious because Melinda dared to rebel. 

"Mas! I told you I wouldn't give you this money. You should have thought, Mom! Making money is not my job, but yours! I should have asked you not the other way around!" 

"Badb*h!" 

Plaque! 

A slap landed on Melinda's cheek. The woman closed her eyes when she felt a radiating heat mixed with pain that felt up to the heart niche.  

"Don't you know I'm unemployed? I'm just using your money for a bet and when I win, I'll give it back, why are you so stingy!" snapped Fatih excited. The mounting anger made the man stare at his wife fiercely. 

"Mas, how long should I wait for you to win? Every night you always ask for my money and come home with nothing. The money was meant to be for Atha's treatment. Until when are you gonna be a useless husband like this, Mas." Melinda spoke in a high tone, but her eyes looked full of heartache. 

Instead of feeling pity, Fatih was even more furious with his wife because she thought the woman had insulted him. Unknowingly, Fatih gripped Melinda's arm so tightly that the woman grimaced in pain. 

"How dare you insult me like this! You should have realized that if it wasn't me who married you and picked you up, you were nothing but trash! And now you're nothing more than an animal that can fuck anyone!" 

It hurts! 

Melinda's heart was hurting because of it. No matter how strong the woman held back tears from falling. However, all of those defenses eventually decayed. The clear liquid flooded without being able to be dammed again. 

"Don't cry! You think I'd feel sorry for you if you cried like this? Cih, never will!" Fatih threw Melinda's body violently to make the woman almost fall to the floor. 

"Mas, I'm tired of you. I want us to get a divorce!" melinda said loudly. Stop Fatih steps that will enter the motor. 

The man turned around. Then the brim*s chin and swiggles sharply at the woman. Next to his lips was interested when he saw Melinda who was already crying and looked very pitiful. 

"Divorce?" Fatih grinning. "Until any time I'll never divorce you. Even if you cry blood. If you want a divorce from me then it's just a dream!" 

Fatih left Melinda still crying. 

"Why, Mas? Why are you acting like that. Don't you love me anymore?" Melinda raised her tone again to be heard by her husband. 

"Darling? Why would I love a cheap woman like you." 

Melinda was no longer able to speak. The tears that flowed could not explain the heart wound he suffered. His mind had been severely torn and it was not until when he was able to survive. Melinda doesn't know that. All he wanted was to be immediately able to escape this endless suffering.