Jamu Gendong - Young Widow Gebetan Brondong

Chapters 20. Wrenching Memories

The luster of the moon's face lights adorned the sky rug at six this afternoon. Linga stands in front of the window of the room, raising her head while enjoying all the beauty presented. He was still waiting for the husband's return.

Today was the third day when Heru did not return to his residence. Too focused with the preparation to restore the stone brought by Banyu, making Lingga a little forget that it had been three days Heru did not come home and now after the memory was restored, he said, he planned to immediately finish all the pettiness that was in his hand house. I don't know what kind of solution he'll take. But whatever it is, the Lingga has prepared itself for the worst that could happen.

"I feel like Heru does have a mistress out there. And why do I feel like saying that person is mbak Ningrum? But did that Ningrum setega mbak destroy his own sister's household?"

Linga breathed a little rough. He stretched his chest to accept everything he was going to face. All things could have happened including the elder brother who had taken Heru from his side.

Never mind Ling, don't think about it too much. Let it go if they have a relationship. After all, if you were to divorce from Heru there would be no loss that you could get. You are still holy, untouched at all. You can support yourself by selling herbs. Have savings and dozens of chickens that can be a startup of new business. Your life will be much happier than before.

Either whisper from where, but there is only one corner of the Linga heart that whispers the words. Words that seemed to make him sure to release something that was not appropriate for him to hold. Living alone or married feels the same because so far only shackled by a sense of loneliness. In fact he had to live on his own feet without ever getting a decent living from the husband.

The phallus swung its legs to head towards the bed. He sat on the edge of the bed with a slightly glaring look. Not wanting to be late to think about Heru, now he tries to focus on what he has to prepare to help the Banyu tribe who are currently still trapped in another dimension.

He went back and opened his clothes. He reached for something that was under the pile of his clothes. And it looks like a picture frame has been in his hand. Lingga again landed his buttocks to the edge of the bed and looked closely at the picture that was plastered in the frame.

Without feeling, clear circles drip from the corner of the eye Linga. Seeing the face of the father who looks dashing with the typical clothes of his prosecutor really makes his heart beat pain. The events of the past ten years seemed to go back in circles in his memory, where the father who was a climber and at that time made a solo climb for the last time had to have an accident. To date, the body of the father has not been found.

Two weeks the SAR team tried to make a search effort. Until it arrived at the predetermined time limit, the search was stopped. The father is said to have been lost and not saved.

Indeed, Lingga can accept sincerely if the father is dead. While what is still burdensome to the heart until now is only one thing, where the body of the father is not found so that he and his family can not bury it properly. Even Lingga had asked God if the body of the father was not found enough he was found with his bones alone. Even though it was only his bones, he could at least bury his father properly. But unfortunately, ten years passed his bones were not found.

The phallus wipes away the tears that are flowing more and more. Although there is a fear that envelops but he tries to fight everything. Banyu indeed had to be helped so that the young man could immediately return home to his extended family. Because, it is very painful when you have to lose one of the family members when doing a climb especially the body is not found.

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