GOOD MORNING MY ANGEL
GOOD MORNING MY ANGEL 18
GOOD MORNING MY ANGEL 18
(Tien Kumalasari)
Episode 18's
Wulan approached Pure who was still crying sobbing. The clothes were a mess, then there were blood stains on the sofa. Shaking Wulan while crouching in front of Pure.
A terrifying shadow immediately flashed. Who is this? There was no one else in the house. Wulan rushes to Restu's room, seeing Restu rolled up on the bed. The smell of alcohol filled the room.
“What do you do?” hardik Wulan rough. He's so angry.
“Uuuh ... per .. gi .. goii ..”
“You are not a human Restu! You bi****ng!!” that indecent word came out of unstoppable anger.
“Devil! Fuckin' shit!! I hate you !! I hate kamuu!! Demon demon!!” wulan shouted while pounding the door many times.
“You ... diaaam ... traitor .. !”
Wulan could not help crying either. He returned to meet Pure who was still on the floor.
“Pure,” he said gently, while fixing Pure's messy clothes, then pulling her sitting on the sofa.
“That bastard raped you?”
Purely embracing Wulan and re-stabbed on Wulan's shoulders. Sad and angry clumped on Wulan's chest. This was the culmination of all the crimes her husband committed.
“I can't take it anymore. I'll report it to his parents,” growled Wulan.
“Don't Bu ..” Isak Pure.
“It's a crime that can't be allowed, Pure.”
“Do not until the symbok know, I do not want the cymbok to be sad.”
Wulan stroked Pure's back.
“Alright, later we will arrange it so that the symbols do not know. But this evil cannot be allowed. I'm sick of his behavior.”
“Sorry Bu.”
“How can he do it?”
“I ... open the door .. when you hear the blow on the front door.”
“Didn't he always carry the house key?”
“Entaihlah, I opened it .. then suddenly he hit me, forcing me ..” then Pure back crying.
Wulan didn't have to ask much. He already knows what happens next.
“I am helpless, want to scream, tap.pi ... my mouth... silenced .. ddan ..”
“Alright, already, don't tell me, I already know, now you take a shower ya clean your body, and change your clothes. Throw away this clothes you're wearing, torn here and there, and dirty by the devil's hand. I know it's heavy. I am concerned about this incident, I will always support you. If necessary I will report him to the police.”
“Don't Ma'am, I beg .. symbok will definitely know.”
Wulan let out a long breath. He doesn't know what to do now. But Restu's behavior cannot be allowed.
“Come back to your room, I'll clean all this, Pure.”
Pure Staggered stepped up, while crying incessantly. Wulan guided him by embracing his shoulders. Her tears are pouring out. Miris heard the story of Pure which was very painful. Finally Wulan did not until the heart left Pure. He waited for Pure to clean himself, then put on a cleaner shirt.
“Sleep Pure, the night is late, even almost morning,” he said gently, wiping his own tears. It was heartless to see the good girl who always accompanied him was getting a very barbaric treatment from the employer who should be respected.
***
It was almost morning, but Wulan forbade Murni to come out of the room. She cried all night, and Wulan always hugged her.
Wulan got up when she heard the footsteps outside the door.
When he came out, he saw Restu stepping towards the kitchen staggered.
“You what are you?” hardik Wulan's.
“Drink, my head is dizzy once.”
“Male b**at!”
“What are you?” restu staggered and tried to slap Wulan.
But Wulan managed to dodge, and Restu fell face down. Wulan. It was early in the morning, but Wulan called her mother-in-law immediately.
“What's Wulan? That morning you called mom?”
“Mother, forgive Wulan. Mom is up?”
“Of course it is, mom has even taken a shower.”
“Will Mom come here?”
“Let's go to your house. Yesterday mom was in a hurry, so didn't have time to talk.”
“Wulan please, now Bu,” said Wulan begging.
“Now?” ask Broto's mom for a surprise.
“Now Mom, there are important things that Wulan will say to mom, but not at home here.”
“It seems so serious Wulan?”
“So serious Mom. I wait.”
Wulan closed the conversation. Then save his phone. Meanwhile, Restu tried to get up. Her body feels weak. When he got up, he felt the surrounding nature swirling around.
“MINum ... please get me a drink ..” groaned.
Wulan went to the back, took a sack of water, then sprinkled it into Restu's body, making him shake.
“What the fuck are you?”
:B*human like you are not getting enough water. It should be doused in gasoline and then ignited. Understand?”
Wulan continued to speak rudely. His anger is uncontrollable.
Restu got up, then looked at his wife in anger.
“Barthy you!”
The water made his consciousness slightly recover. He felt Wulan was very rude, not as usual.
“You are more than brash. You're savage, like not a human.”
“Close your mouth!” Restu yelling.
Wulan was still holding the dipper, he was back then when he came back, the dipper was already full of water. Wulan furiously poured it again into Restu's head.
Restu angry is not a reed. He approached Wulan and grabbed her hair. Wulan screamed, then Pure suddenly came out. He helps Wulan scratch the face of Restu who is still holding Wulan's hair.
Restu removed the grip on his wife's hair, sweeping her bloody face.
“Botty concussion. You dare ?”
At that moment Mr. Broto and Ms. Broto showed up. Very surprised to see the chaotic atmosphere. The water inundated part of the central chamber, and saw Restu his face bleeding. Then Wulan whose hair is disheveled.
“What happened?" yell Mr Broto?
Restu was very surprised to see his father and mother come.
“What happened, so you asked the same father mom to come, Wulan?” shout Restu.
Wulan cried with her hair, while Pure leaned her body against the wall of the room.
“Wulan, what's up?” ask Broto gently.
“Ask the restu Bu mas, ask what he did to Murni, overnight.”
“What does it do?” shouted mr. Broto.
“He raped Pure!” pekik Wulan held back emotions.
Broto and Broto were surprised.
“Restu !!” hardik Mr. Broto while looking at Restu full of anger.
Restu lowered his head.
“I am not ... I am not .. “ stuttered Restu replied, because in fact he was not fully aware.
“Look sir, look there's blood on that couch. There he raped Murni.”
Pure came back crying. Covering his face with both hands.
Restu covered his face.
“But ... but .. “
“Middle of the night he came while drunk. Pure opened the door, then raped by her,” Wulan indulged her anger. Can't stand it, and then it all spilled that morning.
“He lied! There are many lies! He's in touch with that woman. Stealing a bracelet and then giving it to her. Then give it back to mom. But the one that's multiplied is a fake. Just imitation!” Wulan shouted not to stop.
Mr. Broto is getting angry.
“So that's your behavior?” she screamed while pulling her son's hair.
“Ampun Pak .. I beg you .. I was not aware of doing it ..”
“That's because you're drunk! You humans are lost. Your sins are sky-high, as deep as the ocean!”
“Although sir, I will be in charge, I will marry her,” she said trembling.
“I don't wantuu!” suddenly Pure shouted.
Wulan approached him, then tried to calm him down.
“Go from here !” hardik mr. Broto.
“Ampun Pak .”
“Pergiii !!”
“Pak, calm the heart sir, calm down, do not get carried away by anger,” said bu Broto pilu. As a mother, of course, she did not until the heart saw her son hurt.
“Leave it. Go !! You didn't hear me say? Go !! You are not my son anymore!”
“Bapaaak,” grinned Restu while resting in front of his father, holding both his feet clear.
“Don't call me father. I'm not your father!”
“Ampun Bapakk ..” Restu really cried.
“Wulan, take all Restu's clothes, let him carry them. At least I still feel sorry to see you don't have clothes.”
Wulan stepped into Restu's room. He stuffed all of Restu's clothes and all of Restu's belongings into the suitcase, then took him out.
“That's Restu's stuff?”
“He slept there, never slept in my room.”
Mr. Broto is getting angry.
“So so? And you Wulan, always cover it?”
“Sorry Father,” replied Wulan while crying.
“Restu! That's your stuff! Download and leave immediately !”
“Bapak ... let him correct his mistake,” cried bu Broto.
“He will fix it if he is already aware of what it means to suffer. Leave immediately, bring your suitcase and tomorrow I will take care of your divorce!”
“Bapak ..”
Mr. Broto sat on the sofa, his hands choking, not caring about Restu who stood up smoothly, then came out while pulling his suitcase.
Ms. Broto hit her husband with a blue tear.
“Already Ma'am, that's a lesson for him. His mistakes have been stacked.”
“But he's our son Sir.”
“If he can realize his mistake, then he will return to being a good person. Let her go, and realize that life is not just about having fun. There are times when humans are falling. Never mind, don't cry Miss.” Said Mr. Broto softly.
***
Outside, Restu runs into Rio who came on his bututu motorcycle. It was a wonder he stopped his vehicle. His mouth wanted to say hello but Restu just kept going. Rio wonder. Restu left on foot, dragging a suitcase and his body wet, frowny hair.
“What happened?”
Rio re-running his motorbike, entering the courtyard and parking it under the pokon. He saw Broto's car. Restu's car is parked there.
Rio stepped slowly closer to the house, then back backwards when he heard Broto's crying voice.
“Yeah God, what happened? Did Mr Broto already know of Restu's behavior and drove him away?” muttered Rio while putting his motorbike into the garage. He's gonna get Wulan's car out, but he's undone.
Finally not knowing what to do, Rio just sat on the bench, which was located under the mango tree.
But apparently Rio's presence is known by Mr. Broto. Mr. Broto immediately came out, and called Rio. Not to tell him to sing, of course, because Rio was staring at Mr. Broto's dark face like it was covered in cloudiness.
“Ya Sir,” said Rio slowly.
“Take me to the office.”
“Now Sir? It's still morning.”
“It's okay, there's something I have to do.”
“Good.”
Mr. Broto went inside for a while, then came out again, then took Rio away.
***
Wulan cleans the house, and blood stains in soja, assisted Pure with puffy eyes because it does not stop crying.
He also made a drink for Broto and Wulan, two cups of milk chocolate as usual.
When he put it on the table, Broto touched his shoulder.
“Forcuse Restu, Pure.”
Pure nodded weakly.
“I will do anything, to make amends Restu.”
“I beg you, don't let the symbols know about this incident Mom, I beg.”
“Why Pure?”
“I don't want sad symbols, Pure” back sobbing.
“Ya already, yes already .. I will not say it. Next you should immediately be able to calm yourself, we are all with you.”
Pure nodded, then passed.
“You rest first Pure. No need to cook for today. We'll just order breakfast" Wulan said.
Pure nodded. I think he is incapable of doing anything. He entered the room and then returned to mourn his fate.
“Wulan, it's been a long time since this has happened, why don't you complain to mom? We thought your household was okay.”
“Sorry Mom, I also just want to keep the feelings of mom and dad. I am willing to suffer for the sake of pleasing the same father mother.”
“Wulan, but you're wrong. You finally can not control him, let him mired further and further,” said bu Broto as if to blame Wulan.
“But I can't do anything Mom, she never wants to listen Wulan said. It's been since we just got married.”
“Ya Lord.”
“Since the beginning of the marriage he's told me not to love Wulan, he loves another girl. In fact, he accused Wulan, that Wulan wanted to be a daughter-in-law of motherhood, because Wulan was crazy for treasure, and so on.”
“And you just shut up?”
“If fought will also definitely be crowded. Hence Wulan chose silence.”
“But I see you guys like fine.”
“He asked that we pretend.”
“Yes God, surely you are suffering a lot.”
“No Ma'am, for the happiness of the same father Mother who loves me. I feel fine. It's just that, after her behavior last night, I can't help my anger. I spit it all out, I maki him, and I report everything to the same father Mother. Now, since everything is open, I want to say goodbye to you and Mom.”
“What?”
“Let me go Bu.”
***
Tomorrow again yes.
