Being a Night Woman
Barlin Meet Naura
While contemplating in the garden of a hospital and at that time this man contemplated the fate of his loving wife. Barlin felt a dilemma with her, the woman was still a legitimate wife. But this man has dared to invite people's wives to cheat.
"I feel a dilemma at this time, whether I will be paired with Rinda. She's a man's wife while I'm single" the man muttered in his heart.
While pondering while smoking his cigarette at that time, the man took his cellphone from his pants pocket. There was a sound of vibration from his pants pocket and when Barlin saw the notification on his phone. There was a chat coming in and the profile photo of the woman obviously Barlin knew her, the woman was Naura who asked about Barlin's news.
"You how are you ...?" ask the woman through a chat.
Barlin only read the chat from Naura and did not reply. This man did not want to look for trouble to Naura's husband, as the former Barlin had to know taking a stand should not destroy his ex's household.
There was no reply from Barlin, the woman immediately contacted her former lover. Barlin only dared to stare at the screen. I dare not pick up the phone from the woman.
"Please, pick up my phone. I have something to talk to you about." Naura sent another chat.
There were four times Naura contacted Barlin but this man had yet to respond. Already too tired and resigned, actually Barlin misses Naura. But now that their barrier was different, Naura already had a husband.
"What's wrong? You already have a husband and I didn't respond" Barlin replied in a chat.
"Please, pick up my phone" Naura said, pleading with Barlin.
Barlin picked up the phone of the woman who contacted him. Barlin seemed to tremble when he greeted the woman over the phone, there was no closeness between them anymore. They are like strangers not knowing each other.
"What's up, Naura?" greet Barlin without further ado.
"So much, there's something I want to talk to you about. Can we meet outside?" take the woman.
"Sorry, Naura. I can't go out because you're somebody's wife! I'm having some business outside too" Barlin replied.
"I'm just taking you out for a while, ex, can't you take a minute for me?" said the woman endured the longing.
It just so happens that Naura's husband is out of town and a chance for Naura, to get out of the house without hiding again.
"Sorry, I don't want any trouble between us! I'm not going out with you for the current situation." Barlin dismissed the ex's invitation.
"My husband is out of town and I can get out. So this is a great opportunity, to go out for a drink just like you," replied Naura.
The clock was three o'clock in the evening and Barlin could not get out of the hospital. His job tonight, taking turns keeping Rinda's son in the hospital.
"I have business! I can't tonight and maybe I can at some other time" replied the man.
"Come .. One hour, we're out of the house. Not long, though." Naura forces the ex to keep meeting.
Forced by the former, Barlin finally accepts the ex's invitation. But Barlin could not promise to meet the former for long, the man could only meet Naura for an hour. This man has promised to take turns keeping Aldi in the hospital.
"Okay, we're out, but it's only an hour because I have business" Barlin said.
"I used to have a really hard time moving on from your ex. Now you come back to talk, do you want to hurt my heart again" the man murmured inwardly.
A true and kind man will be easily forgotten by women. But the man's memory is attached. If you are hurt forever, you will be hurt.
It is hard to open your heart to an ex. The woman already belonged to someone else at this moment, there was no way Barlin would take his heart back.
The man drove the car, without telling Rinda. The man met the former figure near the hospital, in a restaurant open 24 hours.
When he stepped into the restaurant and saw the woman sitting, the man stopped and refused to say hello to his ex.
But Naura had already seen the woman and directly called out to Barlin. How excited Naura was, when Barlin received an invitation to meet.
"Brance ...." The woman called out by raising her hand.
"Yes" replied Barlin and sat down.
"Thank you for meeting my ex. How are you doing?" asked Naura to say hello to the ex.
"Well, ever since you lived I married myself fine. Without any wounds in my heart." The man pretended to hide his feelings.
Naura did not like to see Barlin's answer to the news. This woman wanted to hear Barlin heartbroken, ever since being abandoned by him.
But the talk did not come out of Barlin's mouth. Making Rinda unable to dwell with the words of the former.
"You happy? Thankfully, you enjoy the days so much for the better without any heartbreak," Naura replied holding back a sad mix of resentment.
"Hmmm that way, it turns out that being left married by an unfaithful woman is much better and so can be more meaningful romance," Barlin said insinuating the former.
Barlin insinuates the former, but this encounter makes him. Hugged the man's wife. But they are hindered by their current status.
"I'm sorry, I. Unable to maintain loyalty and decide unilaterally," replied Naura, holding back the sadness buried in her heart.
The man simply nodded, the past need not be tapped anymore. The two of them have found their own way, to be forced together. The situation is no longer possible to return.
"That's it, there's no need to regret it. You've found happiness and I've found happiness." This man smiled not retaliating with evil, he had been silent for years. Watching an ex get married again.
"I did not find happiness in my household" she said, taking a glass and drinking the drink on the table.
Barlin did not understand the words of the former lover. It seemed like Naura was confiding about her unhappy household and made this man curious.
"What's wrong? Why are you unhappy with your home? Is there a problem with my husband?" barlin asked in curiosity.
"Yes, our household is on the verge of collapse right now. My husband loves domestic violence and torturing me." Naura recounts her domestic problems to the man who was once her ex-lover.
