CIRCUMCISION

The Sundirah 2

"Remove your tears Dirah, you are mine now and forever."

Only a roaring cry I was able to give as the answer.

The stain had been imprinted on, and impossible to erase, time was also impossible to turn back.

Am I sorry...? What kind of crying do I cry, right...?

Father.pardon me sir...

This sin is too great, will I be able to bear all this.

"Sundirah..don't ever regret, we'll go through together." The warm grip of Hendra's hand is able to provide calmness.

I came home with shaky steps, this fear made me even weaker.

I take a shower, wander and wander as much water as I do, I hope this clear water is able to clean the stains that I have done this.

The crescent moon was laughing at my stupidity, stupidity in the name of love. My eyes refused to close even though the drowsiness was approaching.

I walked out of the room, fetching fresh water in a jug to just wet my dry esophagus.

My eyes were shocked by the presence of my father, the old eyes of my father seemed to investigate and judge me.

"Not sleeping you're Dirah..? It's night, don't you have to work at home tomorrow - Atmosiman, sleep."

"I.iya sir." My sinfulness haunts every corner of my steps..

Father.pardon Dirah, my mind screams. Until when I can keep all this.

I woke up bad luck this morning, my body feels crumpled all. Lazy it feels to rise from this contest.

But I still have to finish my work at home in Siman ndoro.

My father was waiting for me to leave together, I was afraid.

In silence, he pedaled his bicycle to the house of Ndoro Siman, then

proceed to the coconut field, where you pick coconuts today.

His sharp eyes looked at me, but I saw sadness in the corner of the black bead.

Mr... forgive yourself... Only this is capable of speech in the heart.

I grabbed my father's hand, I got Salami, and I kissed the back of his hand that was soft and rough.

I stepped inside the large building, my eyes staring at the male figure of my idol, his smile was able to make me forget my grief and fear.

Just a smile, I fell back. Is this stupidity...?

I stepped awkwardly past Hendra's mas. I knew he must have followed my path from behind, and I felt his black eyes, following my every move.

opportunity for opportunity we use as best we can. The sin is repeated and repeated. The pain slowly becomes pleasure.

Yes..pleasure in the pit of sin. The sin is fostered in every, lamentation and *******.

"Den.. I'm afraid, this will be the anger of Ndoro Siman."

"Dirah.call me mas, not Den Hendra or anyone else. I'm going to temper my father's anger, I'm sure! I can do. be patient yourself."

I fell back again and again I was lost in the direction, all because of love. I love Hendra, and so does Hendra. Our love is a port in a bottomless dipper.

Not the storm that happened, not the earthquake that has struck. But it seemed to collapse on every earth that I inched, Mas Hendra had to go. fulfill the wishes of Ndoro Siman, and I'm sure this is not a short time.

I'm afraid..What will happen to me..? Duh... Gusti ku. forgive all the actions of servants, inevitably, willingly not willing I have to let go mas Hendra.

I am a nobody, there is no way I can be a barrier to the departure of Hendra mas.

The request of Madam Karmilah to stay settled in her house, increasingly torturing my mind, corner by corner of the room brings memories and herds the longing for the presence of mas Hendra.

My sadness won't easily end, I'm starting to feel it. The emptiness of my days after Hendra's departure further tormented me, I heard the grapevine talk of Madam Karmilah and ndoro Atmosiman. Mas Hendra will be paired with a friend ndoro Siman.

The sadness I felt, brought me to my weak point. I'm tired... This body feels boneless helpless, do not walk, chew food I can not afford.

My body shivers, I want to feel like I'm just draining this stomach. I vomited and vomited so hard, I was limp, dark and silent, somewhere I was right now.

I only heard the soft voices of Surip. Ahhh... mbok Surip why cry...? What happened to me...? My eyes refused to open, but my ears caught all Surip's words.

"Who's doing all this...?" A sentence that returns me to the sins I have committed.

Will my death come after this...? I'm afraid I can't handle this alone. Duh Gusti is fair... Forgive all our actions... Am I pregnant...? Should I be honest..?

Confused..just the confusion that I feel right now, besides limp helplessly all over my body.

I must be strong to face all, if I am pregnant and this is the fruit of my love for Hendra mas, no matter how bitter I will maintain.

Mr.... mother...! forgive my filth. This is a big mistake in my life.

The news I was waiting for from Hendra mas did not come, did he break the promise. If so, how will I answer a question later from the child I bear today.

May a word of my apology, still be able to stretch the sea of love my father and mother. I wish!

The slap that you gave, not worth the shame that I incited, I just resigned, give Dirah the punishment that is worth sir...

Mother.pardon Yourself, forgive all the Khilaf Dirah. I reach my mother's feet, I hope for forgiveness. Mother's hand gently stroked my head, my cry breaking in her lap.

I'm ashamed.I'm ashamed of my actions, my khilaf brings disaster.

The series of events brought about a bloody tragedy, my world seemed to stop spinning. The person I have always respected and I love, must die in a sadistic way. All because of my stupidity, all because of me.

Warti.. I'm sorry about yu mu... I'm ashamed of you, I sinned against my mother and father. Destroyed my world, and I could do anything but cry and mourn this foolishness.

In the name of love, all feelings and pleasures occur, in the name of love and ambition bringing destruction.

Father..mom..your sacrifice is not worth the slap you gave me..

When time can turn back, I want to feel your slap again and again. I'm an unreliable daughter, I'm a calamitous child.

And now.....

My life is like a queen, I just sit, lie down and wail. Suppose my mother and father could feel what I felt, ah.

Forgive me and keep your heart, set free, let go of my parents. And glorify his dwelling place, widen his way, cleanse my parents with clear and cool water and cleanse my parents of all wrongs like a white garment that is clean of filth. Replace his dwelling place with a better dwelling than he left behind and a better family, than he left behind as well. Take my parents to heaven and protect them from their torments, their graves and their slanders and the torment of the fires of hell".

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