
Dew threw away the face of Ardhi. He looked straight ahead. The woman closed her two beautiful eyes that were still wet, because of the tears that continued to pour. He had to calm down, fuck the two men who managed to get him hurt.
Dew Breathe in deeply and throw it away slowly. He did that over and over again, clutching his chest that felt tight.
Ardhi who felt the Dew had changed. Finally getting up, he immediately summarized the hand of Dew lying on the table.
"Dek, Adek why? why be cold to me. Adek didn't betray me, did he?" ardhi's successive questions, made Dew even more depressed.
He felt guilty for his girlfriend. But, there was no way he would go back to Ardhi. The best decision is to continue her marriage to Tara.
"Mas, this is all wrong. This drama we are doing is wrong. Sorry, this has to end." Dew stared intensely at the stunned Ardhi next to him.
The expression on the man's face suddenly changed. It was full of spirit and victory. Now we are helpless. Dew's attitude showed, the woman did not choose him. Ardhi is heartbroken, Ardhi feels betrayed.
"Don't tell me, you chose Tara. Don't tell me you're not getting divorced." Ardhi was sad to say that. His body language is no longer confident.
"He's my husband Mas, of course I chose him."
"Get---!" Ardhi could no longer stem the vexation in his heart. He immediately cut off the Dew speech. She couldn't hear Dewun, would put out words of praise for Tara. The man held himself back from yelling, he was unwilling to make the Dew afraid. He loved that woman very much. Rela defies her mother's wishes, by setting her up.
"You betrayed me" said Ardhi lirih. Now his eyes were reddened, holding back anger and disappointment, He lost.
Dew was silent, only the sound of snot pulling could be heard. He pitied Ardhi very much at the moment. His girlfriend looked so beaten. But, Dew should be able to be firm. He couldn't possibly sacrifice the happiness of his extended family.
"You're cruel Dek. What I didn't eat for you. Everything is sacrificed. Do you think you haven't been stuck for two months? how hearty you deck." Ardhi sat weakly in his chair. He tried to dampen the anger that had gone up to the crown.
The man clucked in annoyance, rubbed his face roughly, and repeatedly sighed deeply.
"Sorry Mum!" The grass rose from its seat. Stepping slowly, and glanced at the glance of Ardhi who lowered his face. No need for more stories, which will eventually cloud the atmosphere. What is important is that he has made a decision.
Grappl....
"Don't do this, don't leave me!" ardhi exclaimed, hugging the Dew from behind. The man did not prepare his heart to be rejected. Since two days ago, he had already imagined going together with Dewun.
Dew stared sadly, Ardhi's hand coiling around his waist tightly. Tears fell back. Even about Ardhi's hand.
"This one is the best. Pray for happiness." The Dew still sobbed, trying to release Ardhi's burly hand that wrapped around her waist.
"No, no, baby." Ardhi still insisted on not letting go of the Dew.
"Mas, love doesn't have to have. I'm not the best woman for you, ma'am." The dew finally twisted his body. Until he could see Ardhi's sad face.
"We're not fooled." Dew's hands shook encapsulating the face of her lover Ardhi. In his heart from the past until now the greatest Ardhi. Ardhi's a man who understands what Dewun wants. Unlike Tara, who has been said to want to be insensitive as well.
"Marriage is not just the union of two people
But, the union of two different families. There are women who love me very much. I hope you can marry him." The words of the Dew made Ardhi look at the woman by shaking his head. Where does Dew know?
"What do you mean deck?" Ardhi took off his hand from the waist of the Dew. Holding the woman's shoulder firmly.
Dewun looked at Ardhi's hand that was on his shoulder. Take off one by one those hands.
"Later too I will know. I hope, after knowing it. I'll fuck me." Dew smiled thinly. Trying hard, given the incident of kidnapping masterminded by the woman who betrothed her mother to Ardhi.
Dew found out, because there was an SMS that entered Tara's phone, when her husband's phone was missing at the hotel.
"Mas doesn't understand what you mean. Please speak more clearly." Ardhi was confused. Her boyfriend is very good at making excuses.
Dew melted her tears. Tidying her hair by rubbing it backwards.
"Can't explain. If you need help from Adek. Adek will help. Once again Adek apologized, if when we are with Adek there is something wrong. Honestly, as long as I know, this heart hurts so much, to end this relationship. But it is this decision that must be made, for our common good." This time it was the Dew that grabbed her lover's shoulder. Giving reinforcement and confidence. That there was another happiness for her lover.
Ardhi returned the sincere look of his lover with a look full of disappointment.
"May Mas be happy." Dew immediately ran out of the private room with tears. Irrespective of Ardhi screaming hysterically, throwing tables, chairs and items in the room.
The dew was unceasingly crying as it passed through the corridor and the hotel room towards the hotel lobby. No longer concerned with the views and judgments of the people in the hotel to him.
He had to get out of the hotel quickly. Hoping to still find her husband Tara around that hotel. After arriving at the hotel lobby. Dew's eyes search for Tara's whereabouts. But, he did not find it in that place.
With impatience and a heart that thumped with fear. Dew ran back to the parking lot, hoping Tara's car was still there. But shit, Tara's car is no longer in that parking lot. That means her husband is gone.
Dew set his foot to get out of that place. But he felt he had no energy. His feet felt withered. The debate of bathin and taking important decisions in her life, made the woman's energy drained. Moreover, he has not had dinner. The last time he filled his stomach was at lunch at Lake Toba.
The dew that had no energy, finally chose to rest, calming for a moment. By sitting on the side of the hotel building, still in the parking area.
He shed his tears that never stopped flowing. His heart is very sick. Her husband doesn't care about her. While sobbing, Dew massaged his withered legs. Hope the blood flow is smooth to that part of his instrument. So that he can continue the journey. At least look for transport, take him for food.
Eat at the hotel restaurant. The money is not enough. He has no money. There is only 10 thousand three pieces of money in his wallet.
After feeling a little better. Dew holds the esophagus that feels dry. He was thirsty, for he was crying.
"Oh my God, why is my fate such a vagrant." Then he started checking his wallet.
"Is there still transportation to my hometown?" he said it himself, which only he could hear.
The distance from the city of Sibolga to the village of Dewun, which is in the PSP, about 90 km. If you take transportation, it requires a cost of 30 thousand. That means the money in his wallet, can only be for the fare.
"Ma, Mum..!" he said while crying. Distressed dew, so blow in that parking lot. He was the center of attention, the guy who came to park his car.
It seems he will contact his parents only. She did not dare to call her husband.
TB