Damar For Kinanti

Don't think bad about me

Damar woke up, his eyes could not find the figure of his wife who had fallen asleep next to him last night.

The man got up, and opened the window curtain, so that the street in front of the house could be seen.

He sat back on the bed, then quietly smiled.

Although last night he only kissed and hugged his wife, but his heart was already this happy.

Too for him if he asks for more, because his wife's body looks frail, his eyes were not at all willing to look at Damar.

Well.. Damar understands, maybe the disappointment is still not lost, Damar will not force anything, the most important thing is that he has found Kinanti and will always be with her.

" Where is my friend?" kinanti's voice suddenly entered the room.

Damar turned to his wife, whose hair was broken, and got up.

" I don't know either, don't they go home?" ask Damar to come closer,

" they?" Kinanti frowned.

" Yes, I'm here with Yoga." replied Damar.

Kinanti's rampage turned sour, she turned around and left Damar just like that.

Damar who saw that followed Kinanti's steps.

" I'm sorry, but Yoga forced her to come along, she said she knew your friend well?" said Damar following his wife was walking towards the kitchen.

" It's so good they always make a fuss every meet." said Kinanti short.

" Take Yoga home, I don't want to see it."

kinanti's voice doesn't play.

Damar was silent for a moment, then hugged his wife from behind, so that Kinanti's steps stopped.

" He came here just because he felt responsible for us,

I'm not that easy to forgive him either..

he's been rude to you..

other than the brother relationship, there is nothing left of me for him." Damar explained.

The atmosphere was silent, Damar who did not want to be silent kissed his wife's hair.

" How did you find this place?" kinanti's voice was still cold.

" Of course it's your fault to use your friend's number to call Joseph." Damar replied still with his lips that would not be silent to kiss here.

" Can't Dinda tell me where I am easily?"

Damar smiled, though,

" I'm your husband, how could he not make way for me.."

" Dinda hasn't been that easy in the past,"

" well. I threatened him a little.."

Kinanti turned to look at Damar,

" is threatening my friend?!" Kinanti looked unhappy.

" Just.. will report it to the police if it does not tell you where you are, that's all." Damar replied with a smile as sweet as possible.

" When did you become that kind of person?"

both looked at,

" Since you left me, I've lost my way." Damar replied with a glint of my eyes.

" Then me? do you ever think how I feel when I leave myself at home?,

mas even kicked me out before leaving.." Kinanti cast her sight.

" I.. I'm not throwing you out, baby?, I just want Yoga to get out of the way?"

" liy! they kicked me out.."

" I didn't mean it that way...

ohh Kinanti, your husband is sometimes outrageous when angry..What comes out of my mouth is just a flood of anger, it's not really true...??" please Damar let his wife look at him.

" I love you. My chest is like burning seeing Yoga twitching while hugging your feet..

which husband does not get inflamed,

from head to toe you are mine,

no other man has the right to approach her, let alone touch her..

understand me, baby..

I'm also tormented by what happened to us..?"

" then that's the reason you're gone for weeks? or.. is someone replacing me out there?" Kinanti's speech pierced.

" Huss!! what are you talking about, Nan..?" adamant Damar,

" You suspect I'm looking for another woman outside??" continued Damar.

" then? what makes a man feel at home for so long outside leaving his wife?" Kinanti was still cynical, her heart completely unsettled as her dream of Damar flashed again.

" Your husband is not a cheap man..! it's not that easy to find another woman..?!" damar's voice was firm, but Kinanti seemed not to listen to him.

Seeing Kinanti's residence as if in disbelief made Damar upset.

" Only a foolish man goes out to find another woman when he is in trouble with his wife..

I didn't come home for long not out of joy without you,

I just think a lot about our problems, and how I deal with you when I get home." Damar explained.

" Do you think this hand can touch another woman so easily?"

Kinanti was silent,

" Well, I did touch a girl's hand after I left the house, but it was just the hand of the canteen mom, and that was because it wasn't on purpose.."

Kinanti glared,

" the cafeteria mother, fifty years old, I accidentally touched her thumb while receiving the plate." Damar explained.

" It sucks.." grumbled Kinanti while trying to escape from Damar's embrace.

" Lho? how angry?" tanya Damar tightened his hand that was coiled around his wife's waist.

" 3 weeks is not a short time to live outside?! if you still love me why should I suffer three weeks?!

let alone three weeks, three days and leave my mind unkillful?!" Kinanti.

The mouth that was silent last night finally spoke at length.

His eyes were full and reddened, again,

" Don't cry anymore, don't." said Damar softly, he didn't want any more tears this morning.

" I'm right next to you, don't cry over anything..

and if you're my wife, I don't feel at ease where I was while I was away from home,

I can assure you that I didn't meet or touch any other woman." Damar said seriously.

" I'm going up to semeru.."

Kinanti jerked, semeru..

" Well, my last climb was with Aji" said Damar, shaking as he hugged his wife.

" I'm on the climb with my alumni, my friend Aji's friend..

they're trying to help heal my trauma,

you know, ever since you died, I don't dare set foot on a mountain again..

at first I was weak and trembling, but they were patient to accompany me to Ranu Gumbolo,

although still not able to go up to the top, by staying in the gumbolo rannu only I am grateful..

not one day I don't think about you..

every Aji crossed my mind..

your shadow is also present..

climbing permit, documentation..

you can check on my wife..

You are the moor of my heart..

put Aji, put it away,

how could I possibly tarnish it by presenting another woman in my life..

I'm half dead patient waiting for you from your young age..

work hard to keep seeing your smile,

then why should I waste you now?

I'm different..

the betrayal of the father I saw as a child to my mother,

taught me a lot..

the tears I shed every night, I can't forget..

I tried to die to become a man unlike my father?!

I won't look for another woman just because I'm disappointed in you..

can you be angry? but don't accuse me of looking for another woman...?" Damar hugged his wife tightly, he really did not want his wife to think badly about him.

True it turns out what Yoga said when Ranu pane at that time.

He won't be able to accept Kinanti's suspicions.

And now, his wife is really suspicious about what he did for three weeks outside the house.

" I'll call my friend now if you don't believe me?

for three weeks all I touched were trees, grass and soil..

I just ran to the mountain..

do not run to another woman, so do not imagine or think that is not..

please.. don't think badly of me..?" pinta Damar is really.

Yoga and Dinda were having breakfast at the hotel restaurant they were staying at last night.

" Eat full." said Yoga who saw Dinda look tired.

" Can't you sleep well?" tanya Yoga wiped her mouth with a tissue.

" Of course, my mind ran home, today I also have to work again, but I'm even still here with you again." Dinda's face sour.

" Mas Damar will recoup all your losses.."

" i don't need to, I just want Kinanti to live cherished and happy, tell your brother." said Dinda,

" No you ask that Damar really appreciates and loves Kinanti, they do so because of me..

so don't judge Damar bad, though,

and Mas Damar is the kind of understanding person, he'll make up for your losses, including by not working today.."

Dinda was silent, not answering.

" Where do you work?"

" don't ask much." replied Dinda short, making Yoga take a long sigh.

" Come on. We're not teenagers. we're dealing with our hostility..

you and I are old enough for a little commotion like we were when we were young." said Yoga.

" I don't hate you, just hate your behavior, you chase Kinanti to death until it's a storm every time with me, but you finally leave Kinanti just like that,

everyone beside Kinan must be heartbroken to see you."

Yoga was silent to hear that, he could not answer, because he was guilty.

" I want to make up for everything by seeing my brother happy..

I began to realize that all the pain we had gone through was a process of self-maternity..

there are things that cannot be changed, because the way is already so.

Mate, die, windfall.I tried to accept it with a chest.."

Dinda also sighed, realizing that what Yoga said was completely true, she went through the pain process, and finally accepted everything sincerely.

The betrayal of her husband, the destruction of her household..

the perfect husband figure, had stepped on his heart and smudged his face, until he decided to lift his feet from the unfortunate.

But over time he began to realize, the most important thing is to accept,

because go anywhere..

live anywhere, live anywhere,

if we can't accept reality, then our lives will never be quiet.

" So. Where do you work? it has stopped teaching me to listen." The voice of Yoga is quiet.

" I'm becoming a merchant now, I'm contracting a shop in a new market." replied Dinda.

" Well, you're pretty meticulous too. Traders deal with money every day.."

" It's normal, man,"

Yoga smiled looking at Dinda's behavior who was still alert and cynical towards him.

" I promise you.. Kinanti will be happy living with my brother..

so.. Shall we go back to your house now?" tanya Yoga while looking at her watch which already shows at nine in the morning.