Kapok Became an Actor

Chapter 22 End

Honestly, I'm tired of looking after Mas Lengga. It's nothing, after two weeks in the care and allowed to go home, Mas Lengga was paralyzed and a little idiot. Now I have to take care of two people at once. 

Taking care of Mas Lengga is worse than taking care of Dalisa. 

The feeling of wanting to complain, why after marrying her is not the happiness I get, just the opposite. 

Hah, it feels like asking for a divorce. 

But, there's a bad feeling. What am I supposed to do now?

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Prangs!

My God, what else was made rowdy by him.

I left Delisa in the room and approached the source of the sound. 

There was a sense of pity looking at him even though there was also a sense of resentment towards him. 

I saw that Mas Lengga was having a hard time drinking. 

While snorting I approached him. 

"I told you, if you need anything, ring a bell!" I said a little sniffy. It's nothing, if he tries it himself, it will not be right and add work for me. Like this, for example, I have to clean glass fragments. 

"Hem ..em …." Only that was often said, he was unable to speak, his head was always tilted to the right. I stiffened everything on his body. Except, the right hand can still be moved. So how he's going to do something. 

"It!" With a sewot I offered him a drink. "That's so hard for you, Mas" I snorted. 

There was no answer, only dewy eyes. Again I just grunt. 

"Eat him, Mas, cheating is enough do not keep it up! This is the same as the wife of the man also gilded! You don't know if your affair was killed with her husband!" my murmur. Indeed Mas Lengga did not know about Fera and Raka. His body suddenly became a seizure. Ham ... hem .. just from earlier and convulsing like ayan. 

"Already, Mas. It's all over. Raka's in jail, Fera's calm. His name is man, his place is wrong and sin. What is important is that we truly repent. Well like I'm sorry I married you, Mom. If you know it's gonna be like this, you don't want me, Mom. I'm sure I was once an actor. Too much horror of the obstacles of his life, only pseudo happiness, temporary happiness, in the end I feel the same," lamented I who was only responded to with a feeling of silence. Mas Lengga pressed the tool on his wheelchair and passed away leaving me. 'Well, not to mention the afternoon, I have to bathe her, feed her, take care of all her needs. It's very troubling of you, Mas.' 

But this has become a duty as a wife, even though it was once labeled as a woman is not good, but I have changed. 

I don't want more people judging wives don't know themselves leaving husbands in a fragile state. Thanks to the Advice from Mba Sinta, I was able to become a better person, after all, the act that hurt his heart had received the appropriate reward, and I also had regretted it.

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This morning after changing the diapers for Mas Lengga and Dalisha, I fed them both. Not to mention that I also have to work to meet daily needs. Luckily, I'm good at cooking so I can make money with lots of rice and vegetables every morning in front of the porch. Allhamdullillah many mothers who have become my subscription.

"Mr Mira, very diligent. Patience with a sick husband. If I am a pious, Mom. Already left cheating, this karma makes Pak Lengga like to play women," said Bu Tantri while choosing fried bakwan.

"Yes, my salute to Ms. Mira, has been cheated, but not returned to the family of Mr. Lengga. Even managed. Lucky yes Mr. Lengga married Bu Mira," continued Mak Ijah by staring cynically at Mas Lengga who was breathing fresh air in the morning while sitting in his wheelchair. 

"Yes, these are the message mothers." I handed over their order as soon as possible so that they would not gossip in my place any longer. If they knew who I was, they might laugh at my current fate. 

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Days change day, months change month, years change Mas Lengga state still no change. Precisely now the condition is getting weaker, the body that used to contain now lives bones, a face that used to be handsome now is irregular. I wonder if I see her condition. Now I have to work harder, soon Delisa will enter PAUD. 

Many times Mba Sinta and Adrian and my mother and father-in-law came to visit us, to see the situation of Mas Lengga. They are eager to see my current situation, working hard to make ends meet. Actually, they want to help by being ready to bear our needs. However, I refused because I felt bad. I am still able to work, the body is still healthy, so why not try first. I told them I would ask for help when I was completely incapacitated and in a dead end.

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"Tante ..." The voice of the handsome youth resuscitated from the reverie. Mas Lengga with his wheelchair approached us. He approached the young man. I'm a little pangling, I stare at his face ….

"Revan?" my words are full of happiness. 

"Yes, Tant." Revan was very handsome, exactly the face of his father when he was young. " Papa, why is it like this? Forgive Revan who just nengokin Papa now," he said while hugging Mas Lengga. Mas Lengga's eyes let out tears, many times he tried to wipe his tears with his right hand. Maybe Mas Lengga wanted to say something, just that his tongue was stiff, he hugged Revan tightly even with just one hand. I really shed tears myself. 

"Mama." Delisa came up to me and struggled spoiled. 

"Mama?" cetus Revan's. Mas Lengga nodded. 

"Oh, so this is Bang Revan's sister, huh? That's sweet, here, honey." Dalisa approached Revan who was still crouching in front of his Papa. 

"When are you back?" I asked him to come in. "Why is it faster?" my connection. I poured him a drink. It looks so different. His age is now 20 years or less. I don't know I don't really know. Young businessman. 

"Yes I'm in acceleration. So go faster, Tan."

"Papa dong company manager huh?" He just smiled and nodded.

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Since taking care of his Papa company, Revan diligently visited while carrying a set of basic needs, I was also not too tired because Revan rented PRT for us. He was diligent in giving money. Even though I refused but, he kept on making out. Reason being that it's his responsibility to take care of his father. 

"Tante, no matter how bad Papa was in the past, Papa is still Revan's father. It's Revan's responsibility as a child. God is forgiving, when I will not forgive Papa's mistakes? Besides pity Papa, I don't want to waste him as long as he's old." I always remember what he said. Mba Sinta is able to educate children of good character, hopefully Dalisa can be kind like that.

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"Mas ... Why are you?" He's still convulsing. If you want to go, go, I am sincere and have forgiven you. Tears hatched soaking my cheeks.

No more movement. When I got to I just saw him spasm after that he no longer moved. I tried calling and patting him but there was no response, a pulse I tried to hold but no beat. No more breath coming out of the nose. Has my husband left? My cell phone is next to her to contact all the family. Before they arrived, I called a few close neighbors to see my husband's situation. 

They say Mas Lengga is gone. There is sadness, but there is also calm. He no longer struggled with his pain. 

"Patience, Mira …." Some neighbors patted me on the shoulder calmed down. Dalisa was taken away by another neighbor. Many of them helped me. 

Not long after, a large family had arrived, despite feeling devastated, but they had already let it go. Especially to Mba Sinta, I in her name really apologized as much as ever incised a wound in her heart.

"Mas Lengga is no longer strong enough to survive," I said.

All pray, may Mas Lengga be calm and accepted on the side of the Creator. The management of Mas Lengga's body was also started.

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A week after Mas Lengga's departure, I felt a stranger living in that house. Eventually, I decided to move into a smaller rented house. And Mas Lengga's house, I'll sell. 

Mas Lengga's parents asked us to stay with him. However, I refuse. 

After moving into a rented house, Auntie who I found Revan brought in to look after Dalisa. Grateful Revan gave me a job in his office. I went back to the office, long after glancing cynically, I didn't care about it. Especially Secretary Revan who was revealed to be a regular admin setaf. He was very unaccepting even though he finally agreed to it.

"That was the actor first. Kasian yes, called Bu Sinta's husband but got nothing," said the female staff who were asserted simultaneously by the others. They still remember me as actors. Haduhhhhhhhh .. when I have changed.

"Don't be bullied, Tant. Later they will be silent themselves" said Revan who I replied with a nod. 

After a few days of work, I got used to the gossip behind my back. I'm here working, and the owners of the company themselves chose me to be the bodo period with their words 'the spirit of Mira! Ignore the chirping nyinyir's mouth'

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Now all has a way, Adrian, Mba Sinta and Revan have found happiness, even now Mba Sinta is pregnant. 

Bang Raka spent time in prison, luckily her two children were not displaced and both parents had a sembako shop business. 

Fera .. must end with death at the hands of her husband.

Mas Lengga, it's gone for good. 

And I, even though I have been apologized, but the name of the actor remains attached to me beautifully. It's embarrassing, but it's the consequence. Even the office friends who used to be picked up by her husband, they were afraid that their husband would be teased by me. Really too! To his section .. hik .. hik .. hik ….

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"Hay ...," said someone. I looked towards the source of the sound. A new man got out of his car. Looks like Revan's business partner was meeting earlier. Turns right.

"Begging for HP dong number," he said with a friendly smile. It looks like Mas Lengga. I just smiled kindly fearing that she was offended I was feeding her. 

But suddenly, when I wanted to pull out my phone, a woman got into her car. 

"Quick, Pa! Why si? Cintia. I thought his secretary was inside. Turns out his wife 'ckckkckc' I smiled at Cintia and said goodbye first. As I put my feet up, I laughed. 

'Serem .. has a wife. Well maybe his wife became his secretary because the husband likes the equipment, ckckckck.' 

'Hem ... No embat?' But, after I thought, I guess not. 

'Kapok became Pelakor.' 

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Tops ….

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A message that can be taken from Mira's story, 

Remember, happy depriving others of property is only pseudo happiness, especially if the relationship began from infidelity. Think before you step.

In fact, the law is not only criminal, there is a law of karma, even though the passage is long. Like Mira who was happy, but felt the same way. And the character of Sari who got hit by a legitimate wife because it became a relationship with the husband of people. The shame is incredible. 

Betrayal will destroy everything, like the figures of Fera and Raka, not all have the same patience. It turns out there are also those who do not get caught up because of heartache in betrayal.

From the character of Revan Dan Sinta, it can be taken a positive message, to forgive someone who admitted his mistake. Not all crimes are met with crime. 

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The point is the message that can be taken, so that thinking before taking action, especially infidelity, not all the same nature of people who want to forgive, there are also those who are blind. Not thinking about the fate of the family of origin is satisfied to do the desired thing when the emotions have filled the niches of the heart. The happiness taken from the results of the robbing is also pseudo ... Although he could have, still his heart was sinned by guilt.

So, sorry if there are still many shortcomings 😊😊🙏🙏 Receive aksih that does not hesitate to read this powder….🙏🙏🙏. Throw away the bad, take the good side.