
That afternoon, Rain chose to cook the sour vegetables, fry the seasoned cut chicken, and make her husband's favorite oreo cake. The Maghrib Adhan has. But Restu did not come. His hands were propped up by his chin, his eyes around the door he did not close.
Please-hopefully worry about nausea filling his mind.
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That night, Restu was in the cafe alone. Some visitors had already left the place since an hour ago. Restu took a sip of the cigarette and exhaled his smoke slowly. After that, He returned a vertical wine that was either already bottled keveru He drank.
"Mas, in five minutes the cafe will be closed soon" said one of the cafe bartenders.
Rain, who was still agitated by her husband's presence, chose to turn on the television. But at midnight like this there is no interesting television show. His eyes did not stare at the television screen, but rather focused on the phone lying on the table. She called her husband again, but is now inactive. Makes Rain really worried.
Protect Mas Restu, wherever he is.
"Astaghfirullah haladzim, Mas, are you drunk?"
Not answering the wife's question. Restu instead rudely pulled the woman and brought her into the room. I don't know which demon possessed him. He became a rogue, suddenly smelling Rain greedily wrapped in the pungent smell of alcohol made Rain want to vomit.
"Let go, Mas. I can't breathe like this. Istighfar, Mas."
"Mas, release!" Rain who really could not stand it, said with a higher intonation.
Plaque ....
A slap landed on his wife's cheek. Restu completely lost control due to the influence of alcohol that night. It didn't get there apparently. Instead, her treatment was worse than before, until Rain cried because she felt treated like an animal by her own husband.
Restu's hand checks have loosened a little, it's cash Rain used to run from her husband. Rain knows, if that's all the alcohol. But it still hurt his heart. Coupled with the situation of the husband who came home with such circumstances.
The influence of alcohol that slowly disappeared made his memory return. After he realized what he had just done, he immediately looked for his wife. Restu accidentally crossed the bathroom and Rain was crying inside.
"Rain, come out please. It's all out of my control, Rain. Believe me, I can't do something like that."
Restu who felt free also decided to take a drink in the kitchen. How surprised he was when he found the food that was still neat served at the dining table. Is his wife waiting for Restu's return?
Aarrgghh! I hate all this! The glass he held was not separated from his rage.
PRANGS! ....
"Rain, please come out. If you still don't come out, I'll kill myself, Rain."
"Rain, do you hear me? Rain say something, Rain?" yell Restu worried.
Still no answer. Restu was getting worse and worse as he cursed himself. Why did he act that way to someone he loved so much. Regret cannot be repaired.
Restu felt anxious with his wife began to break down the door Bruak. He was surprised that the woman he was looking for had fainted with a pale face still wearing a mukena.
It means poetry that contains praises, prayers, advice, and teachings imbued by the teachings of Islam.
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