Casanova Brief of Widows

Casanova Brief of Widows
Chapter 17



"Who's jo?" my question while releasing our struggle. Not to forget I confirmed the location of the zipper that had been gaping uncontrollably and displayed the figure of my brother actually.


Mira seemed confused and confused about what to answer. While enjoying the paradise of the world how could he mispronounce the name. It is likely that Mira has already had this relationship with another man named Jo.


"Have you ever had this relationship with another man?" ask again.


"No Bar. L'm... I'm."


"It's enough Mira. You have betrayed me by sleeping with another man. We end this relationship. You and I are not us."


I walked quickly to the door. As soon as the door opened, I ran away ignoring Mira's call from inside. I left there with a hot heart. How can I be hurt by two women at the same time.


I pulled my car over in front of the park. Putting my head down that feels dizzy next door. I realized the stupidity I just did. I almost exchanged sweat with an ex. I didn't expect my girlfriend Mira to be the same as a night butterfly who would sleep with a man without a bond. Ah come on, I should be grateful, I don't have to worry about what reason for our relationship to end. Now I'm alone. There are no more women around me except for Mom and Farah. They are the only ones who will never scratch my heart.


I saw a park with lots of people. Naturally, today is Sunday. Many families spend time there with their children. I subconsciously smiled to see the children running to and fro trouble his mother.


I stopped in the park to calm down. I intend to return home because it is getting late. While starting the car engine, I saw Arumi with Caca who was parking the motor in the park. They're just the two of them on this Sunday, where's the husband? Oh, no, it's none of my business either.


I intend in my heart to forget about Arumi. Because I know he's not for me. She already has a husband and children. There's no way I'm going into their household. Let this love fall on its own as time passes. I don't know how long I haven't known. Just wanted to change yourself for the better and grant the wishes of the mother. But reality slapped me so hard that the marks might be hard to lose.


I grabbed my phone and deleted all the photos of Arumi I had taken secretly. There's nothing I've left. Don't forget I erased all of Mira's memories and contacts. The woman who dared to betray a Bari can no longer come into my life.


*


I spent some time in the room after meeting Mira earlier. I've been exactly a broken hearted brother. Confine yourself in the room, do not want to eat and do not want to do activities. I'm in my room all day not just sleeping. I draw near to the Almighty. To ask forgiveness for everything I do on this earth. Today, I realized that I was stepping wrong. I shouldn't be too comfortable and immersed in my world.


Tok tok tok tok


"Bar, eat yuk. You haven't eaten yet. I went in, yes" cried the mother from the outside.


"Oh ma'am" I replied lazily.


"Night bar. Why don't you eat?"


"Where do you know I don't eat?"


"The food at the table is intact. I deliberately put a serving of rice for you to eat. What's the matter? You don't usually like this. You've never been like this, don't worry me. Is it because of Arumi?"


Mother still loudly mentioned her name. Does my mother support me if I take someone's wife? Why do you think and act as if Arumi is single, even though she is triple.


"No way you can eat in the middle of the night, you're not ordinary. Mum's bribe ya."


"Kayak a child aja ma'am. I eat by myself."


That's my mom, never gonna let her kid forget to eat for whatever reason. Because both of these children both have acute mag. So he was afraid that one of us would get sick. Because we're all I have. For my mother and Farah is the shoulder of a surrogate father.


For now I can't tell you what I feel for you. I still don't want to talk about Arumi. To me, this wound is still a pain to tell. Somehow my day is tomorrow and beyond. To even imagine it feels so hard for me. Is this how I am with someone's wife?


After I eat I go back to my room. I wish I could sleep well tonight. So that I can do the activity properly tomorrow.


I closed my eyes after praying that I would sleep well tonight. At what time I fell asleep, I felt like I was in a large flower garden. The garden is filled with colorful flowers. I'm confused how can I be here? I looked around where there was no one. Even this is in a park where I don't know for sure.


I walked somewhere. For sure I don't want a barada in this place alone, even though the garden is beautiful. Living alone is not good. I continued to follow my footsteps until I found the figure of a woman dressed in white turned my back. The woman was walking by smelling the flower that was growing beautifully.


I was watching a woman I didn't know her face. Suddenly there came a man who looked fierce. The man approached the woman who was apparently pregnant, he dragged her roughly until the woman fell and cried out in pain.


"Woi don't" I shouted for the man to stop dragging the woman I thought was his wife.


I ran after them but the man continued to punch as if he had not heard what I said. I don't know what's wrong with that woman being beaten like that.


"Basic savage man. Let go of him, stop!"


"Bari, Build a Bar."


I felt someone pat my cheek softly. I opened my eyes slowly. I looked around that looked different from where I was. So this is just a dream? Why does it feel so real? And that woman, seems familiar to me? But who?


"Drink first." Mother gave me a glass of water, I downed it until it was gone. My breathing was as if I was really chasing after the man who committed violence earlier.


"You're having nightmares?"


"Yes ma'am." It was a short story of my dream that felt real.


"Just flowers sleep, son, don't think about it. Take a shower to be fresh."


I didn't think about his dream. For some reason I was focused on the tortured pregnant woman earlier, her face reminded me of someone, but who? What could it be?


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