GRUDGE the Love of Two Worlds

Meet Flowers

"Goddess, come out!" raka's orders once again. "Don't let me lose my temper because you didn't obey."

"No compliance?" ask Goddess slowly.

Raka clenched her hands, she was really having trouble holding back her anger towards the Goddess.

"I've always said to Mas, I've never disputed what you want. But I also want to know what you're really hiding."

"You don't need to know because it has nothing to do with you" Raka said still pointing out.

"Of course there is Mas! Every night you see the sky thinking of something that's definitely not me. And finally I know what you think so often." The Goddess pointed her index finger at the wall which contained many photos of Flowers. "He."

Raka was choked when his wife pointed at the pictures of Flowers. Although in a state of anger but guilt remained in his heart.

"I have also met him." said Dewi then out of the room, according to Raka's request.

With a large stomach he entered into the room which was the room of Raka's parents at that time. Dewi knew exactly about all that, because it still stored some clothes belonging to Raka's mother.

The goddess sat on the bed with tears falling. A woman only has tears to let out sadness, but has no energy to run from reality. So is the Goddess at this time, pregnant and will not be able to if alone without Raka with her. Although he knows Raka's love is not wholehearted with Dewi, but his attention and responsibility are always fulfilled.

Which woman does not break her heart if she knows her husband loves another woman.

Which woman doesn't cry if she knows her husband every night thinking of others.

Added to this meeting this morning with Flowers.

"She's so pretty." muttered the Goddess while wiping away her tears. But then he remembered that there was also a man who faithfully accompanied the woman, even hugging her waist when buying fish in the market this morning. It seems that man is her husband.

The goddess became curious about the woman, wanting to know how exactly their story was so that Raka had not been able to forget the woman until now. Even after the Goddess conceived their child.

The sound of the door opening, you can guess if the one who entered was Raka.

Raka approached the Goddess and stood before the sad-looking woman. "No need to think about what you saw, you better just focus on this pregnancy." stretched out her hand stroking the Goddess' belly. "Remember she needs a strong mother, so don't cry."

The goddess looked up at Raka's face staring at the thirty man's face with resignation.

"I love you, Goddess Lestari. You're pregnant with my son, so there's no need to be prejudiced or imagine things that just hurt your feelings." she added.

"I just want to know Mas, as a woman of course my heart is covered in curiosity and jealousy. I want to know who and what kind of woman makes it hard for you to forget. And I already know now, also have met the woman." explained the Goddess exhaled who had a sip.

"Where did you meet him?" tanya Raka could not hide the curiosity in her heart.

"At the market this morning when I bought the fish, he gave me the big fish to take home and he waited after me. She was shopping with her husband who never let go even while shopping, they were always the two."

Hearing the last sentence makes a sour face Raka man was never able to hide the dislike of anyone even more so it was about Flowers. His heart was still jealous even though he tried desperately not to admit it.

"I also met her husband. So, there's no need for you to think about him." Raka chose to get out of the room, leaving the Goddess alone.

"I know Mas, you still love him. Even those words of love you never said when you were with me."

But not only crying, Dewi thought if something should be done to keep Raka with her. "May Diman can help me."

While out there, Raka became busy thinking about his wife's words about Bunga. Honestly, if Raka misses the pretty face of Flowers, even if there is a chance to say hello and see her smile.

Raka so think of how to see it even at a glance.

"Oh, yes. If not mistaken in Dudung yesterday told me that he occupied one of Gibran's rented houses and his place was very close to Gibran's house ." Raka smiled happily, rubbed her face then returned a meaningful smile.

He turned his car in a different direction. The purpose of buying a motorcycle was to go to an old friend's house, and you want to see your ex even if you just watch from a neighbor's house.

Raka smiled to herself.

Sure enough if Dudung house is only one house from the house of Gibran and Bunga.

"You're coming too." Dudung greeted Raka with laughter and hugged the old friend.

"I will stay in this village again with my wife." explained Raka while sitting in front of Dudung house.

"I was curious about your wife, on social media alone I never saw her" Dudung told Raka.

"She's home, pregnant." Raka explained but turned to the house next to her.

Dudung chuckled with Raka's behavior, he understood that the purpose of the man was not to meet Dudung completely, but to see the Flower.

Noticing Dudung's slightly laughing attitude, Raka also laughed along. "Want to see, how his face after seven years." obviously Raka did not cover the purpose of his arrival.

"Well, he usually comes out soon, picks Tiara up at Bule's house." The veil pointed to the house opposite which was the home of Gibran's parents.

"Oh." answered Raka but further extended her neck looking at the Flower house again.

And before long a beautiful woman came out in a long dress touching her feet, her hair in simple pigtails walking towards her mother-in-law's house.

Raka comes out in a hurry to the stall in a different house, pretending to buy something then goes out and meets Bunga as if by accident.

"flower?" tegur Raka seemed surprised when the real one was very surprised is Flowers.

"Mas" he said like a whisper but could still be heard by Raka.

Raka smiled. "How are the flowers?" tanya Raka did not let go of the look on Flower's face.

"Good Mas." Answer Flowers. "Sorry Flowers are in a hurry." Flowers smiled stiffly, then immediately left Raka who still looked longed, dissatisfied just looking at it.

Raka was still staring at the back of the Flower until it disappeared behind the door of her in-laws house. The view is clear once still admiring also longing to have.

From a distance, right next to the Bunga house, Gibran witnessed how Raka looked at his wife. His gaze is also still as it used to be, it can be ascertained if Raka has not forgotten the Flower.

"You still want my wife" muttered Gibran looking at Raka who was walking towards the house of Dudung, but several times he turned to look at his mother's house, where Bunga was.