DiLeMa LOVE

Love's Dilemma

Knowing a piece of mass - then the doctor Vishnu, making the salute in his heart more fertile. But the pain of betrayal cannot be ignored. It hurts too much, causing a sense of reluctance to think about love.

Syifa stared at the 15 hundred bills in front of her. His head hurts. The days of tears he went through for the money. Struggling to endure the pain to maintain the breath and the only treasure left by his parents. Paying off loans that he did not enjoy. Greed of his uncle and aunt.

Syifa closed her eyes. I hope the pain in her heart fades. But the shadow of the tragedy a week ago actually rotated in his brain. It made her feel the pain of being treated that way. Her tears flowed back into her thin cheeks.

"Fa, wait for me to talk." Adi held him in front of the gate as he came home from school, to take the test results.

"Sorry Di, I'm in a hurry." Syifa tried to release Adi's hand grip on her wrist.

"Sir Fa, we need to talk, me, me..."

"Let go!, I said take off!" Syifa tried to pull her hand which was now painful.

"You're misunderstanding, it's not what you think it is" Adi persisted.

"Everyone in your position would say that. Enough Di, we got here, isn't that what you want?"

"Sir Fa, I really love you."

"Did you say Di?!!"

Adi's face suddenly pale, seeing his mother was standing in front of the fence of his house. The anger was clearly drawn on her beautiful face. With big strides he approached Adi and Syifa. Slowly the grip of Adi's hand loosened, before finally releasing.

"Ma, Mama.." stuttered Adi faced her wrathful mother.

Syifa looked down deeply. Cold sweat suddenly flowed down his back. He began to set his heart to accept what would happen to him.

"So what did you say?!," her mother stopped her sentence. Looked at Syifa's face carefully. "Darling?" continued with a cynical smile.

"Ma, let's go home."Adi tries to avoid bad things.

"Wait, mama's not done with him" he replied irrefutable.

Adi paced uneasily behind his mother who was judging Syifa.

"Aren't you Vishnu's doctor's assistant?"

"May, let's go home." Adi tried to grab her mother's arm.

"Silent you Adi, you too, stupid, can-can like this kind of girl." hardik mama, while brushing Adi's hand. "Hi you," he continued, poking Syifa's shoulder. "Don't expect you to be the same Adi. Villagers like you don't deserve Adi. Remember that, where there's a maid up the rank of mistress. Don't dream!" he ended his scathing talk while encouraging Syifa.

Syifa who had been listening and hidmat had been pushed back and smashed into the gate. It causes noise.

"Shyifa!" peekik Adi panicked.

"Back home!" the woman rudely pulled Adi home.

Without feeling guilty left Syifa still stunned by her harsh treatment.

Slowly Syifa wiped away her tears. Grabbing money in front of him. Finding a strong determination to prove that he did not wish on Adi.

That afternoon Syifa let me go home for a while. Installment to Om Bob. And five hundred thousand. Which he will buy gadgets. His resolve is round. He will start an online business.

Syifa looked at the house that now looked fragile. So dirty and unkempt. Spider nests everywhere. Earth rats make holes at many points. The former land scattered. Trash that he had not had time to throw away, filled the kitchen floor.

Syifa immediately dropped her body on the bed. He was too tired to obey the will of his heart. Just to clean his bed. He simply folded the old bedding cloth and replaced it with a clean one. Throwing his body and then sleeping until morning.

Syifa squirmed, slowly opening her eyes. With peace Syifa breathed a deep breath of fresh air. Enjoy sterile rural air. A bird was heard from a distance. Syifa who was getting monthly guests, curled up again. Expel the piercing cold.

"Lunches" the door opened.

Syifa, who was about to fall asleep, sharpened her hearing. Suddenly a worry arose. Slowly Syifa got up from her bed. As much as possible, they do not make any sound. He looks around. I wish there was something he could use to defend himself. But, baby, there was nothing in the room.

Feelings, last night I key.

Syifa was hiding behind the door. Waiting for what will happen. He hoped he could save himself. The sound of alert footsteps came closer. Syifa's heart beats faster. Fear filled his entire nerves. Alone, without weapons, what can he do?.

Suddenly Syifa looked at the window. It could be an alternative, his mind.

"Syifa baby, where are you?" Syifa was well acquainted with that heavy voice.

Syifa plan to lock the door, which certainly can be easily broken by Om Bob. His tall and large body, made Syifa shudder. Imagining being overstated by him already made Syifa's stomach nauseous. Especially really?.

O Allah. Protect this servant of yours, Do not leave the door open before I can escape....

Right after Syifa locked the door. Om Bob hand vibration pushing door can Syifa feel. The vibration is like an electric current. Panicking, Syifa ran towards the window. Syifa quickly opened the window. Climb it with difficulty.

"Brack" the door crashed violently as Syifa managed to climb up the window.

Dashingly Om Bob stood there like a criminal. Looking at Syifa with great promise.

"Bugh" Syifa dropped to make it faster.

"Akh" honey, the skirt's just stuck.

Panicked, for some reason it was so hard to remove her snagged skirt. His heart seemed to jump. The sturdy hand of Om Bob grabbed his skirt. Syifa could no longer think.

"Don't Om, don't, I've been nyicil Om." Syifa.

"Now, your money," Bob threw the money into the air. "I'd rather your body than money, how would I not accept your money hahaha..." Om Bob pulled the skirt.

Oh God what should I do.

"BRAK!!!!" Syifa closed the window with all her might.

"Let's love me already" immediately Om Bob let go of his grip.

It's pain. His face and hands were smashed by windows. Not wasting a chance. Syifa ran immediately. No matter which way he ran. All he thought about was getting away from his house. Save yourself from something terrible.

Syifa sometimes looked. Determine whether Om Bob is chasing him or not. Seeing Om Bob did not give up Syifa accelerated his run. His bare feet, occasionally stepping on thorns and rocks. It causes pain that he doesn't care about.

Om Bob is still chasing. Even more excited. Because Syifa just ran to the field that would still be without inhabitants.