DRIBBLE

DEPRESSIVE

In the room, Mamah Karmila immediately threw his body on his stomach on the mattress. His mind floated anxiously erratically.

Many prejudices haunted his mind. The thought arises as if it continues to shadow him after the incident at the tahfiz house.

“Why did Karbala suddenly move me and Thunder into the car? How strange!” Inner Karmila.

“My intention was to go to that house just to prevent me from cutting down that banyan tree but I was powerless to convey it, worried about raising the suspicion of Thunder,” thought Karmila.

The restless Karmila then turned her back to stare at the sky-room. His mind kept remembering those moments in the house.

“Dying the movements of Thunder while in the house, it was strange. He seemed to already know with the one that would befall Karbala,” Inner Karmila.

The more he remembered the incident, the more worried Karmila's mind. In his mind there are allegations about all the possible bad things that will be faced if one day Thunder asks about Karbala.

Weeessshh...

Suddenly Karmila gasped from her daydream. He immediately stood up sitting on the bed when he felt a cold wind blowing on his face.

Karmila turned her head around looking for the source of the wind. His gaze swept to every corner of the room, but found nothing.

When he was about to get down from the top of the mattress, his gaze reflexively turned to the corner of the room. He felt someone behind him.

Karmila immediately turned to the corner of the room. Sure enough, he saw a black shadow standing in the corner of his room. At first the figure of the shadow was faintly visible, but a few moments later the black shadow formed a clear figure of a very familiar person.

“Mas Aryo...???” karmila mumble.

Her two beautiful eyes widened wide staring fixedly at the figure of her husband. As if not believing what she saw, Karmila rubbed her eyes and looked back at Aryo who was standing in the corner of the room.

"Are you really Aryo???" pekik Karmila's.

His face was instantaneous sumringah, hues of longing radiated in his eyes. Unstoppable longing in her chest stirred her spirit, Karmila hurried down from the bed to meet her husband.

Half-runningly Karmila stretched out her hands wanting to hug Aryo. When the distance was only 3 steps away, suddenly Karmila stopped her steps. At once Karmila retreated.

Her beautiful face that was originally beaming in series, was turning deathly pale. Karmila was surprised not to play. His face paled, his two eyes widened wide to see the figure he was about to embrace suddenly changed.

“Karbala!” pekik Karmila immediately retreated.

The figure of a human form before him had changed instead of a form resembling Aryo. The creature became a very creepy creature. Hairy black, red eyes highlight and fanged.

The human figure that was originally Aryo was staring coldly at Karmila. But in the look of the eye is implied gloom.

The human figure that has changed its original form which is none other than Karbala was humbled.

“My wife...” a heavy and sullen voice sounded like it was spoken from afar it called Karmila.

“Go... go...! I'm not your queen!” pekik Karmila began to panic and then covered his face with both hands.

“Are you and my son okay apq?” tanya Karbala ignored Karmila's refusal.

“I,iiiy, yes me and Guntur are fine. You go quickly!” karmila shook her hand.

“Thank you for coming to save me,” said Karbala flatly.

Then the form of Karbala slowly faded, then vanished from Karmila's view.

Karmila was very shocked to see that, he was sitting quietly behind the door of the room. He cried hysterically while hiding his face in both legs tightly bent in front of his chest.

Karmila really hated Karbala. He wanted to go so far that Karbala could no longer see him.

In the midst of his despair it suddenly crossed Karmil's mind to end his life. Maybe with him dead, he will no longer meet Karbala. And also will no longer be burdened to feel bear the cursed secret throughout his life.

“My sins are too big. Until Aryo died, he did not know my depraved deeds... I am a wicked wife, a wicked wife! Uhuk... uhukk... uhuk...” Karmila said.

Suddenly Karmila raised her head above her knees. His eyes turned wildly over his dresser.

As if he had a strength, Karmila immediately got up from his seat. She walked slowly to the dresser.

His eyes stared intently at every object on the table. Then his eyes were fixed on an ornate glass of ceramic. Hurriedly his hand grabbed the decorative glass where put the makeup pencil etc and then looking for something.

It seemed that the thing he was looking for was not there, and Karmila's gaze turned to the desk drawer. His hand immediately pulled the drawer.

Karmila was stunned for a moment, her body shaking violently when she saw the thing she was looking for inside the drawer. Then with trembling hands Karmila grabbed the object from inside the drawer and held it tightly.

The scissors in Karmila's hand were shaking. Karmila's breath of hunting sounded rude while lifting the Scissors from inside the makeup drawer.

Karmila turned her face up and looked at the sky. His gaze blankly glared far away, there was only the shadow of his son's face on his mind.

“Thunder... forgive mamah.. mamah loves you very much.” said Karmila lirih.

Then Karmila lifted the scissors high in her hand. The sharp end of the iron scissors was directed downwards towards his stomach.

Both eyes of Karmila slowly closed the ground to spit out tears that had previously stagnated in both eyes.

Her tears fell on both of her cheeks. A second later Karmila grasped tightly the scissors with both hands until the iron scissors seemed to vibrate.

“Thunder Satriaji!”

Simultaneously with her screams calling out her son's name, while closing her eyes, Karmila swung the iron scissors clasped her hands together with all her might.

The pointed Scissor's eyes were seeping profusely towards his stomach.

Brrakkkk!

When the sharp scissor's eyes would hit Karmila's stomach, suddenly a flash of light hit the right hand that the scissor's grip.

The flash of light hit both hands of Karmila until the iron scissors clutched her bounced and shot into the door of the room.

Karmila's body was also pushed until he fell down on the floor. Simultaneously heard the sound of the door being opened forcibly from outside.

Braaakkk!

Thunder appeared in the middle of the door he broke into with a face of anxiety and panic.

“Mamah! Why mah?!” thunder shouted as his eyes looked at the mama Karmila lying on the floor.

"Kuntooooo...! Kuntooooo....! yelled The hysterical thunder called for help.

Thunder immediately grabbed the head of the mother of Karmila who was lying in a twine and then leaned on her lap.

Thunder circulated his gaze paying attention to his entire mama room, but found nothing.

"Astagfirullahal azim!" peekkik Kunto appeared at the door.

"Prepare for the car, Kun to the hospital!" exclaim Thunder.

Kunto who was about to ask, undo his intentions and immediately went out again.

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