
It's been a month since Radit went back and forth between his apartment, cafe and his in-laws' house. But more in the cafe, Radit will only go home to Bu Mayang at night after returning from the cafe. The next morning Radit has returned to the cafe or to his apartment first to just shower and change clothes. After that Radit will return to the cafe until late at night. That's how Radit's been for a month. He never met his wife at all. Never say hello, just meet almost never. Every time he came home from the cafe, Laras had locked himself in the room and the next morning Laras would not come out of the room before Radit left. Every night Radit would sleep on the couch of the television room. Miss Mayang actually also pity to see Radit. Mrs Mayang had also asked Radit to return to the apartment, but Radit refused.
Radit kept massaging his increasingly throbbing head. Lately his head often feels dizzy tends to hurt. He thought it was just ordinary dizziness because he kept thinking about the problem that had not found a way out.
The test!
Suddenly a thick liquid of blackish red dripped right on his chest shirt to make his shirt dirty. Radit immediately grabbed the tissue on the table to wipe his shirt. But instead of missing it even makes the shirt dirtier. He took another tissue and then immediately wiped his nose so that the blood coming out of his nose did not drip again on his shirt.
After the blood coming out of his nose clogged, he immediately contacted Erik to deliver warm water into his room.
Not long after, Erik also entered the room Radit and found the boss continued to massage his head with a face that looks pale.
"Boss! Gee whiz... Boss sick? Wearing a boss shirt?" Erik put a glass of warm water on the table in a tremendous panic. But Radit seemed indifferent to Erik's panic. Radit immediately grabbed the glass and then gulped it down to the toilet without answering Erik's question.
"Boss, do you need to see a doctor?"
"Come out, I'm just dizzy! No need to be lebay!"
"Why, if only dizzy, why would it bleed?"
"Whisper! It's out there!" Not wanting to argue anymore, Erik decided to get out of his boss room.
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"What are your plans after this, son?" Bu Mayang and Laras are currently in front of the television. It's been a month Laras doesn't help at the stall. Laras prefers to lock himself in the room making Bu Mayang worried about his child's mental health. Seno and baby Camelia had returned to the village the next day when they had just returned from Jakarta.
"For sure I want to be separated from the killer's men soon." Laras did not mention the name of the man he thought had killed his son.
"But forcing to stay together will only make me sick. Every time I look at it I'm always reminded of what happened that night, hiks.." The barrel sobbed on his mother's lap.
"Yes, Mama won't force it. Whatever decision you make, Mama will support it." Laras rose from his mother's lap and then changed to embrace his mother tightly.
"Thank you ma!"
"Anything for a mama's son. Because you're the only one Mama has." Ms. Mayang stroked her son's back.
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