I'm The One You Throw Out

Slowly Crushed

Lita collapsed in the courtyard, the low boisterous voice of man was no longer heard. Everything was swallowed by the sound of Mala piercing her soul. The open mouth breathes in the hunting air, tears mixed with sweat that continues to rain down the skin.

The invited guests slowly disperse, the confused mother pushes Naina's carriage closer to her parents. Zafran banged his head against the wall of the house, while Jago was in disbelief the disgusting behavior of his master.

He brings everyone back to leave the Zafran family completely in scandal. Many scorn and scorn were thrown from the mouths of the invited guests, they were disgusted at the family.

"Your work, Mas. Why are you cheating on me? What was I lacking all this time?" lita's groan never went up from the ground that became her body base.

Zafran hit the wall, the air hunting the lungs felt tight and sick. Shame filled the heart, Mala really made him slump.

"Didn't you want to be with me, our son when you cheated on him, Mas?!" snapped Lita slightly glanced at Zafran who was still facing the wall of the house.

Unaware of Lita, she was once on the side of Mala. Being the mistress of the man, the worse took Zafran from his own best friend.

"Why are you doing all this, son? You already have a child with Lita, it should be enough not like that again," said Mother who looks disappointed in her only son.

Naina's voice chattered into a thorny mace that struck her soul. Regret comes, the same mistake he made with Seira. The difference is, Seira did not directly hit them. Pretending not to know and intend to fix everything, if only Zafran did not divorce him at that time.

"Sorry, I'm sorry. I'm khilaf," said Zafran's voice that sounded vibrating.

Mother shook her head, helping Lita to wake up.

"Bring Naina inside, she can't see her parents fighting" she told Lita.

The woman still looked annoyed, but she warned Zafran. The fear comes again, the fear of being divorced and thrown away just like Seira was.

"But, Ma'am ...."

"Udah, trust me. Come in first," between the mother does not accept rejection. It seems that the old woman is already affectionate towards Lita especially after the presence of Naina who gives laughter to her every day.

Lita said, go bring Naina in and wait inside the house. The event that was supposed to run full of happiness, must be destroyed because of the unexpected arrival of Mala.

Still ringing clearly in the ears, the poignant sentence that melted his entire heart was uttered Mala shamelessly.

"He came to my house once, and he always came to me when he was troubled by you, his wife. He enjoyed my body without remembering his wife and son. He also promised that I would divorce you because he said he was not happy living with you. Almost every day, day and night, he climbed up my bed. Shedding passions she can't do with you, but I'm not like you."

"You want to know what he said back then? You are the same as your parents are lazy, usually only bother and only spend money. I'm a fool too, to be deceived. He stole my money and you know how much? Even if the same house car here is sold, it will not be enough to turn over the money he has eaten."

Lita's ears were ringing violently, her head was throbbing pain. She squeezed her hair while grimacing in pain. Wanted to scream, but it would only further embarrass him.

"Braven you, Mom. I don't want to be the same fate as Seira, you can't get me. You can't cheat on me. Can't."

Lita covered her face, sobbing alone. He doesn't even care about Naina seeing him from the wheelbarrow.

"No, Lita. Not because of that." Zafran's voice slashed the contents of Lita's head which was involuntarily thrown through her tongue.

The woman turned her face, reluctant to meet the bead of the man who had been willing to betray her. The sobbing still continued, occasionally his hands were seen wiping away the falling water.

"I don't care if you're not as pretty as you used to be, I don't care if you're fat, but ...."

Zafran's sentence was cut because his tongue suddenly felt unable to continue. He shook his waist side while rubbing his tired face.

"Keep because of what, Mas? There's no way you're cheating if there's no reason." Lita's voice shook.

Half his heart was aware of the karma of the deeds he had done first. However, his selfishness rejects all, stating that what happened to Seira first was the destiny he had to live.

"You forgot? You don't want why I was out of the house? I'm stressed, Lita. I was frustrated because of the warehouse problem at that time. None of you help me, no one cares. Your parents are the ones who cheated on me."

Lita stiffened, so did Mom. Both were struck by Zafran's long speech. Right, at that time none of them gave a solution. They were silent, especially Lita who was immediately attacked by endless shame.

"I was sick at the time, you don't know, do you? Luckily there was Mala who saved me at that time. He took care of me and gave me not a little capital, but I also admitted that I was khilaf. It's all because of you and your parents."

Zafran continued to vanish what he had kept in his heart all this time.

"But you sell jewelry Mother's just as Lita's too." Mother interjected remembering the moment Zafran weldred asking for their jewelry.

"Mom think that the same Mother Lita love it enough to build a business that is like today? No, Ma. If there is no money from Mala, my efforts will not be as big as today. At best it can only make a small shop."

Zafran snorted, indeed he no longer refrained from speaking.

"But I realized, when Naina was born I didn't want my marriage to be ruined. I decided to leave Mala and .. yes, here we are now," he concluded, raising his hand for a moment.

"So, this is why you moved here?" tanya Lita felt her heart pinch. He had guessed wrong.

"Well, all that I did to avoid Mala, but I didn't think she could finally find us too. How if he asks for the money, we must be prepared to lose this house" said Zafran lethargic.

His eyes looked at Lita with contempt and despair. Mom looked shocked, she didn't want to lose it all again. Hard life is not in his way of thinking.

"Can't do it, Mom! If this is for sale, where do we want to live? Poor Naina, she is still a child," Lita refused while glancing at the child playing in her carriage.

"How else do you want? Than I'm in jail .. You want me to go to jail?" Zafran.

Lita threw away her face, never expecting her happy life to start again now to be hit by problems again. Silence, none of them answered.

Zafran, tired of leaving the house, wants to see the mess in the warehouse and clean it up with Jago and others.