Dusk In Eye Pelupuk

Hate root.

..."Don't overdo it in love so that it becomes attachment,...

...Do not be excessive in hating, so as to bring destruction."...

...*Umar bin Khattab*...

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The flat object was thrown on the sofa, accompanied by a blow to the body of the master who hit an innocent device.

"Hupffhh," a heavy sigh sounded, Jelita. Massaging her temple with a crimson face, the middle-aged woman looked very riled up, but the rage could not be released at that moment. How not, highlight the time the husband is watching him on a single sofa, facing him.

"Why should he pick up the barren woman? why mas?," she shrieked in a quivering voice. Ask a husband who even met his ex-daughter-in-law almost never again.

Unlike the wife who looks a lot to bear the burden, Bagas let go of his breath regularly"Destiny," just short, he did not want to take a headache about it.

"Why not just the poor? why must it be Miss Arabella??."

Both of Bagas' eyebrows then cleared up"I've said, it's Jena's destiny. Besides, he's gone from our lives, from our son, why do you still bother taking care of his life?."

Jelita looked at Bagas nyalang.

Appointing the wife who began to provoke emotions"Remember Jelita, you have succeeded in kicking the daughter-in-law as good as Jena from the life of the God, and now the God also goes from our lives. Isn't that a big success?."

At the last word, Jelita swerved again towards Bagas. It was a long time ago, but the days full of Bagas insinuations against him are still going on today. Saturated, of course Jelita is saturated with that situation. The dismantling of Tiara's false mask was like a crushing blow in Jelita's entire life. However, instead of realizing his mistake, the woman actually holds more grudge against Jena.

Regretted? to be honest there is such a great regret in Jelita's heart, Jena's departure even makes her God go too. But the hardness of heart, did not necessarily make Jelita aware, the irritation of the heart he just poured into Tiara.

"There is no intention to improve myself, my wife," Bagas said as he looked at the look on his face. For the sake of the beloved woman, Bagas often brushed off emotions that could explode at any time, buried it deeply and persuaded Jelita back in a soft tone.

"I've been good enough, ma'am," he said so haughty.

"So far, you still don't want to admit your mistake?."

Jelita threw away her face, her pride plunged freely to the bottom of the earth if she admitted her mistake against Jena.

"Jelita..," call Bagas, so fine. Really, deep down, Bagas really miss Jelita who was always kind to Jena first.

"Remember you, you gave Jena a beautiful dress when she got into our family. You choose the dress yourself, you always praise her beauty, her manners."

"I've forgotten, it's been a long time" he was about to leave.

"Jelita!" cried the man again.

Turn around lazily"Otherwise mas? you've always defended that barren woman, I'm tired."

"If you're tired, why don't you end your hatred for Jena? look, his life is getting better. She even became the daughter-in-law in that wealthy family, she didn't bother us either, why did you waste time with a heart that kept hating her?."

Whether what demons are residing in Jelita, not once did Bagas ask him to throw hatred towards their former daughter-in-law. And Jelita's attitude was still the same as today, choosing to pass from before her husband.

After avoiding the husband, Jelita now shut herself in the room. For him, the starting point of the destruction of his happiness was when the Gods left their residence, when the son only chose to stay apart instead of looking at Tiara, his chosen daughter-in-law.

He clenched his hands on his chest"Excreate this hatred??? how can! I can't stand by when the barren woman enters the family of the mistress Arabella?? ash!!! he must have used compassionate teaching, he must have used the magic to subdue the son of mistress Arabella!!," his screech gnawed violently.

"Look at you Jena, your happiness will be over soon, I will expose your ruse!!," he growled at the wedding portrait of Jena and you on the social media account of Ms. Arabella.

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That afternoon, when the sun was so upright standing up there, Jena and Agam were heading to the boarding house of Al-jannah. They stopped at a minimarket in the city, bought some snacks and a can of iced coffee for sure.

Staring at the variants of coffee that so many presented in the refrigerator, making Jena so long standing in front of the cooling object. It would be nice if all the new flavor variants can be tasted, but the husband who began to watch himself to reduce the consumption of iced coffee, making Jena confused to make choices.

"Only 1 can" said Agam when he asked for permission to buy his favorite drink.

With an adorable mimicry, Jena launches the action of dissolving the day of Agam.

"Thank you Agam!!!" he exclaimed with great pleasure. Jena almost hugged Agam at the time, if only not immediately aware that they were in a public place.

Unlike Jena who is still embarrassed to show affection in front of the public, Agam freely rubbed the tender shoots to his wife"Sama-sama, dear."

Their interaction makes employees at the minimarket envious, handsome Agam with a gentle and warm attitude towards the couple. Ck! where can he get a guy like that. Just hoping to attract the attention of Agam, the employee offered a discounted tart cake to Agam. Of course with a big smile.

"Diskon discounted price?," asked Agam to the employee.

"Buy 1 free 1, hem...can be called by what name?," mode, the employee is looking for a way to find out who the name of the handsome man is.

"Agam, said Agam, breaking down a smile."

Hahahah, lucky, the employee's snub nose was not a nosebleed as Agam smiled sweetly in front of him. He laughed back in front of Agam.

"So soon, I'll call my wife first."

Like lightning during the day, the hope of employees to approach Agam is gone. The man is married. And Jena's clearer appearance before the employee, made the hope that began to germinate instantly die.

"Well, does the orange smell like orange?" the two beautiful beads of Jena instantly sparkled. He stepped closer to the food counter, with the employee standing there.

The smell of Jena's body was smelled by the employee. So sweet and elegant, immediately the guts shrivel, from the smell of the body alone has lost competitiveness, especially from the look.

"Excuse me, what is this citrus-flavored one?," asked Jena again.

"I-iya," he said he stuttered.

Jena was so happy, she turned to look at Agam.

"May," said the man understood with a spoiled flickering gaze of his wife.

"4," unmitigated, Jena asked for 4 tarts to employees.

"If you buy 4, you get 8 cookies, miss."

Again, Jena glanced spoiledly at Agam.

"Yes, I can" said the man again.

Jena shook Agam's arm"Thank you."

"Please wait a minute, I will pack your cakes" he said, who was joined by Agam and Jena at the same time.

"Thank you?" the mischievous grin appeared on Agam's face.

And Jena who understood with a meaningful gaze the husband blushed in shame"Hey, this is in a public place."

"So, what are you thinking? I'm just asking you to call me like Adila's mother suggested," looking at the woman with a mischievous look, Jena blushed even more.

Both of Jena's eyebrows dropped down, like a wooly child"Are you so happy to prank me?."

Bending his face embarrassed, Agam really likes to watch the mimic face of the wife at that time. Unable to hold her tightly, Agam again rubbed Jena's head gently and said", Your age can be older than mine, but you're more adorable than a younger woman. And your face when you blush in shame, that's the most beautiful and sweet face I've ever met."

Jena pulled the ends of the hair dangling it. Covering her increasingly red face with those hairs.

"You're even more adorable that way, baby."

"Mas Agam, stop. You can make my face burn!" Jena chanted with a smile and a fluffy laugh."

To be continued...

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