Divorced on the First Night

Apologize

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Anha let go of Hamkan with a cry. Even the same, Hamkan also went home with a heart that felt broken. His mood is bad. Therefore tonight Hamkan prefers to stay overnight at his friend's house he had been entrusted by the car rather than having to go home and have to face his mother who is certainly currently having high expectations will be his date with Anha when in fact failed miserably.

“Loh, Nak Hamkan. Where are you going?” ask Aunt Marni who happened to be hanging out with Hamkan in the hospital corridor.

“U... Let's go home first, Auntie. Anhim only already aware, kok, in dalem,” said at a glance and trying to display the expression as normal as possible so that Anha's mother was not suspicious of him.

“Oh, yaudah, deh, if so. Be careful, yes, Nak keep it on the road. Aunt also said thank you very much for your help this mallem,” said Aunt Marni with a shady smile. Let's smile back and nod kindly, after that let's take a break to Aunty Marni.

But somehow Aunt Marni's heart felt uneasy. The feelings of the old man are strong. Aunt Marni felt something was covered up from Hamkan. Even the boy did not look at him while he was being spoken to.

Aunt Marni sighed softly. Must be Hamkan and Anha fighting again.

But the curiosity of Anha's mother was answered when she reached the patient room and saw the surrounding situation was completely messy. Why are blankets and pillows on the floor? Not only that, now his daughter looks to be wiping her tears quickly after knowing her mother came.

“What happened, An?” said mama was surprised to see this room messed up instead of playing like this. Mama leaned over to pick up the pillow and blanket that was on that floor.

“Why you?” repeat mama while holding both arms of her son who turned his face to the side so as not to be caught if he finished crying.

It seemed that Hamkan had really fought with Anha again.

“You fought again, yes, same Hamkan?” ask your mother for the umpteenth time while sitting on the edge of the patient's bed.

“Jawab Mom, Anha.”

Mama's not worried about watching Anha shut up like that. Anna did not want to answer her question. Anha also did not dodge. So that means Anha really had a fight with Hamkan.

“You why, anyway, fight mulu same him. You are not tired of fighting? You can't like that, you know, Anha. That's the count you're just like I don't appreciate Hamkan at all. You should be grateful that there is a good Haman like that on your side.”

Anha who heard growled because she felt her mother continued to side with Hamkan. Finally he raised his voice too.

“Anha doesn't like it, Ma, same Hamkan! Anha hates him. Why, anyway, Mama still just discuss him, make good on him, and always try to make love to Anha with him!” yelled Anha while crying again. Mama squeaked her temple. Dizziness. Looks like this child really wants to be a widow until old age. Now mama thought for a moment to find a solution so that Anha would open her heart to Hamkan.

“So now try you answer Mama why you can not like it the same Haman? Obviously he's a good guy, isn't he. Answer Mama Anha?” mama said in a calm voice. If he gets angry at Anha then Anha as usual will follow angry too. This time I tried to convey everything patiently.

Anha was silent hearing this. Mama took a breath and continued her words.

“So Just keep you from BRT to this hospital, you know. Even he was willing to ride the grab to the house for the sake of Ngabarin Mama because HP Mama died.”

Anha was silent to hear this while wiping away the remains of her tears.

Did ya? Oh gosh. Anha bit her inner lip hard. Now he felt guilty because it was so bad to Hamkan, even he threw him out and asked him not to see him again.

Mama who saw the expression of her son understood, actually Anha did not hate Hamkan. His son is not that kind of person. There must be a special reason for Anha to try to distance herself from Hamkan.

“Now Mama wants to ask. Why do you hate that much, hakan? Hear the good men. You know that too, Anha.”

Anha is still down. And Anha answered her mother's words.

“A-Anha really doesn't hate, Ma, same Hamkan. Anha only wants to hide away from Anha,” said Anha while squeezing her pants.

“Why is that?”

“Because Get too good, Ma, make Anha. Let's get a good guy, he should be a good girl too.”

“So you feel that you are not good and do not pantes that make Hamkan, so?”

His mother's question was only answered with a slow nod. Now that she was conscious, Anha still had not fully recovered from her trauma.

“If it turns out Hamkan can accept you and your past how?” My mom started fishing deeper. It is true that Anha is easier to talk to if using soft language like this. He will not feel intimidated.

“Not possible, Ma. Ikram just don't want to touch Anha because she can't imagine how the past Anha used to be. Hasan also canceled the wedding and said two weeks before H.” Anha paused for a moment and wiped her tears.

Then Anha resumed her words after she started to calm down. “Surely if Hamkan knew Anha's past. He'll call Anha too, Ma. If Anha fails to marry again. Mama must be the one who will be embarrassed and become the subject of other people's speech again. Anna doesn't want to like that.”

Mama was stunned to hear that. She did not expect that Anha would think that far. Anha cried while covering her face using her palm. Mama pulled her into a hug and gently rubbed Anha's back with affection.

“But that doesn't mean you're a merlakuin Just like that, honey. Let that be your same love. Moreover, he sacrificed a lot for you.”

“Anha does not want, Ma,” said Anha while still crying in her mother's arms.

“Judah. Why don't you try to be honest with yourself about your past? And look at the results. How?”

Hearing this made Anha raise her gaze and release her embrace from her mother. But he doesn't know what to say.

“But, Ma..”

Mama smiled gently. “Now do you want to keep away from you because you feel you don't pantes for him? Yeah, had. You just say all your past ugliness to him and all you say was the reason you were divorced Ikram same Hasan left because of what. The bad news may be later on Keep you as far as what you want. But the good news is who knows if Hamkan can accept you for who you are? Not as dry as that of you even make Hamkan hate you let him tell you. Aye?”

“Te-continue How should Anha, Ma? Because ta-tadi Hamkan seems very angry with Anha.”

My mom smiled hearing that. Her hand stretched out to touch the palm of Anha's currently cold hand as if transferring positive energy to her child.

“Ya. Come Hamkan. Say you're sorry to him and say you're grateful he's been helping you. Beres, right?”

Anha remained silent. Doubtful.

“But Anha is shy, Ma. I must hate Anha. Anha said that Hamkan did not need to find Anha again.”

This is how it is, regret always comes at the end.

The mother who heard this opened her mouth in disbelief. Geez, it seems like these two young people really had a big fight.

“Ngak papa's. We won't know the result if we don't try.”

***

One week after that. Anha planned to visit Hamkan's house to apologize or his treatment at that time. He carried a bag of crackles containing mangoes that had matured the harvest from mangoes in front of his house. Smelter bribe apology for Hamkan.

Actually, Anha did not want to go to Hamkan's house because she felt ashamed of her behavior that had been evil to her. But Mama says Hamkan is not that kind of person. He is not the vengeful type. So Anha ventured to come to her house.

The taxi stopped in front of Hamkan's house after which Anha paid the taxi fare and thanked him.

Anha's eyes were amazed to see Hamkan's house which turned out to be very large. With two white-colored pillars looming in front.

Anha grimaces. He feels inferior. Geez, he didn't expect that Hamkan would turn out to be that rich! Home security Hamkan opened the gate when he saw the arrival of guests.

“Pak Hakannya there?” ask Anha to him. It's a holiday, maybe keep it at home. But don't deny if maybe also Hamkan was outside.

“There, Ma'am. Please.”

Anha walked over to the main door and pressed down on the doorbell twice.

“Bentar.”

Anha's heart thumped at the sound of Hamkan. He was confused as to how.

Hamkan who happened to be in the family room was walking to open the door because the furniture is also at this hour is usually in the loundry room. Hamkan was not that pampered, though he was rich.

With white t-shirts and casual pants. Moreover, the eyes are still sleepy because Sunday is indeed a world relaxing day, waking up is legal. Hands outstretched, turning the doorknob and opening it slowly.

When the door opened and Anha was there. Hamkan's eyes are round. Damnit damnit! Even his sleepiness seemed to be gone. Wh-why is Anha here?

“Ha-Have. You how are you?”

Hurt megerjab a few times. He thinks he's hallucinating it's not. The girl's soft voice resuscitated her if it was true that this in front of her was Anha.

“Good,” Reply Take a quick glance.

Anha was confused as to what else to say. His brain feels dead. The plan that had been arranged neatly from home was as if lost already.

“Tumben to here. What's up?”

Anha meggigit her lips. Not daring to look at the face of Hamkan who was currently staring at him. Anha was only able to knead the handle of this scraping pouch.

“If nothing matters to go home. Mama is no longer at home,” replied Haman Cuek while yawning.

Hearing this made Anha raise her eyes that were originally lowered. He looked at Hamkan with eyes that were warming.

W-didn't it really just throw him out? Anha did not expect if it felt this sick. But she should not cry at this moment even though her eyes were already glazed over.

“A-I'm not looking for Aunt Asih. I... I just want to talk to you,” said Anha with trembling lips. He remembered very well that time Hamkan said that to him when he visited. And Anha treated him wickedly. Was Hamkan currently taking revenge for his treatment back then?

“Ndon't need. It's not you who told me to make you stay away and don't need to know you again?” haman's words sounded very cold. Anha's tears could not be dammed anymore and fell on her cheeks.

“Sorry,” said Anha softly while crying and wiping her own tears.

“I'm busy. Sleepy. I used to, yes,” said Hamkan while closing the door of his house back. This made Anha cry even more. Wasn't that what he expected? But why does it hurt so much. Anha regretted doing all that to Hamkan. He's hypocritical. Lying to himself.

Keep leaning behind that closed door. Damnit damnit! She did not close the door because she refused to let Anha go. He's just pretending. Moreover, seeing Ana crying like that actually in the heart of Hamkan, he did not have the heart.

“I'm sorry. I'll be standing here waiting for you. Just like what you used to do. I'm really sorry, Haman. I'm just chatting and apologizing to you.”

Anha cried sobbing. It's okay if Hamkan really won't open the door for her. Let Anha make amends and stand here until the afternoon.

Cluck and open the door. He can't bear. Especially seeing Anha who was crying like that.

“Log.”