Dusk And Suffering

22. Residual Flavour

"What's? So Mr Leo is a rich man who will marry you? He's married, Dusk. How could he marry you?" Aldi strangled in disbelief with the complaints of Dusk.

"Where might I lie, sirde. He himself who came to the restaurant at that time, he blatantly said he would lose the marriage. If he has a wife, why find another wife?"

"Where does Pakde know? Pakde becomes more worried this way. Mr. Leo is a powerful man in business circles. No one knows him. Her connection with people is great and dangerous. It's really you won't be safe here long." Aldi was confused by his nephew's position.

"Well, how should I go? I was also afraid that my existence would be discovered. I don't want to be his wife, let alone be the second," murmured Dusk makes Aldi more dizzy.

"For a while, you don't go out of the house often. Exit the house after work, even in the office you do not roam out of the scope of the office. If your needs are exhausted, you can tell Pakde, let Pakde only buy. Pakde came home, yes it's night. Remember, don't leave the house even if you go with Daren." Aldi commemorates degan hard.

Dusk just nodded obediently. The girl immediately closed the door tightly and locked it as soon as Aldi's motor out of the yard. His feet he took steps to go to the room and sat on the bed without a bed. He leaned against a wall close to the window. Staring at the white door and lamenting his fate.

She was beginning to miss her mother and grandmother. There are no memories of anything carried by Dusk. Except for a few pictures of her and Grandma. And some photos of his mother that he took secretly.

"Mom knows not, if Leo's whore has a wife?" ask the Sun to himself. "But whenever you know, there's no way you're going to change your decision. Mom, I hate it as much as I do. How much he cares about how I feel." Dusk throws his cell phone into the bed and lays himself down, drowning his head with a pile of pillows.

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I put my miss on the wind that blows slowly

So that you know how calm and comfortable my longing greets you

I put a handful of love in the clouds

That is why there is often heavy rain

You know why? Because the clouds are no longer able to hold my race to you.

A short poem Clara found in the drawer of the old closet. Every verse of the word made Clara fold her forehead. A poem that implies deep longing and love. The question in Clara's head is for whom is Akmal's longing and love?

Thinking about her husband, the door opened and Akmal appeared there.

"Why do you see me like that?" tanyanya while putting the briefcase in its place.

"I found this, do you have any other women besides me? That's why you never showed your affection for me? Is this why, Pa?" Clara's eyes suddenly glazed over.

Even the woman did not know the truth how, she had not heard the explanation from her husband, but she already felt a pain in her heart.

Akmal took the paper in Clara's hand, glanced at her and breathed heavily.

"The past that you weren't ready to stay? And there's never gonna be anything you can forget, is there? If it's the past, why did you keep the paper? Why is it still in your life now? You once said that you married me out of love, which love? From the short strands of words you wrote, I could feel deep love, endless longing, and a sense that was hard to lose. Don't forget I'm a girl, Pa. With just writing I can feel."

A dozen years into marriage, only this time Akmal heard a trembling voice holding back the cries from Clara's mouth. A drop of clear waterfall arrogantly wet the cheek that he always cared for. Scratches of disappointment were vividly drawn in every corner of the woman's face that gave her a child.

And for the first time, Akmal felt compassion for the woman who was still looking at him closely. Waiting for what sentence he will describe to be an answer that will calm himself and his heart.

"You're thinking too far, Cla. Don't you ever think that this is a poem for you?"

"I'm not stupid, how can you make words so beautiful for me in writing if you always say swear words and anger when with me?"

Checkmate!

Akmal could not answer, he cursed himself, how could he say that to an intelligent woman like Clara, the woman who is good at twisting her tongue to make her interlocutor shut up.

"I should have realized that I only have your body."

Clara left the room and wiped her tears that plunged back.

"Clara come on, this is just the past. We are no longer a young couple who have to say I love you, I love you. That's all we don't need. We no longer need a confession. We just need to act."

Clara who stopped her steps immediately turned to face Akmal.

"Which action? Which action describes you loving me? You did spoil me and Coral with everything you had, but not with your heart. Do you think what you give is the only expression of love and affection? I know now what it's like to be a reef. I know how it feels to be ignored in the middle of the palace. And stupidly I just realized now!"

"Clara," called Akmal to hold his wife away by blocking her hand.

"Let go! I want to sleep with the Coral. Giving me the love I gave you too late." Clara forcibly removed Akmal's hand checks and passed from there.

Akmal rubbed his face rough. Staring at the sheets of paper he had long written and hiding them tightly. Somehow the story Clara was able to find this object after so many years passed and hidden safely.

Just found the paper, not knowing the truth that Akmal just hid Clara was as disappointed as that. What if, ah even Akmal imagining it feels very difficult.

There will be many hearts disappointed because of this past. His wife's son, and also Manda who is somehow doing it now. Even now Akmal is still thinking whether because of the incident that night there was a seed that grew in the womb of Manda?

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