Kapok Became an Actor

Chapter 4 The Conception

After coming home from the salon, the body feels quite better, the face feels a little firmer. Oh my goodness, it's so delicious. Just felt after the wedding, it was not as beautiful as the time to be an affair. 

I thought Mba Sinta would leave Mas Lengga, but still survive. Hem …. I don't know, until when I continue like this, it feels like the mind is also not strong. What if Mom and Dad knew the fate of their daughter? 

'Mom, Mira's life here is not as beautiful as wishful thinking.' This is actually because of the mushy Mas Lengga ngadepin Mba Sinta. My movements are not as free as they used to be, all under the control of Mba Sinta. Mira's tired here, Mom. But Mira is afraid to fight Mba Sinta. Mira is also ashamed of the story of Mother, Mother had opposed this marriage, but Mira still insisted. 

*****

"Beautiful to be an actor!" I remember what Ms. Inem said. Perakor, man-captor. The feeling I am not a actor, I will not mention Mas Lengga from Mba Sinta. Dizziness, think of the words of the actor. 

The incoming message from Sari, instantly made me flinch. 

"Mir .. please help me, I'm in the same cabein as my guy wife! My abis is cursed! Oh, that's so much more. Mending is not being dragged around the complex." Waduh, horrified. 

"Say, you're a cup? Worse than this Mba Sinta mah! The horror!"  Actually in my heart I was shaving it. Sukurin lo emang yang yang yang yang. 

"I'm backing out. My man is also brave behind his wife." he wrote again.

"Yes, you don't have to continue your relationship! Than you continue to get worse. Have patience, Sar." I sent him a message and accompanied by laughter. Erroneous, the crying rule. I hurried to send another message. 

"Sorry, Sar was wrong. The rules of crying are not laughter."

"Agh, you're a bummer. Come here help me olesin cooling drugs! My body is red-red on pain. My mouth is jontor too, it hurts all this! Hair in kuyel-kuyel. My ashes are battered," he wrote, accompanied by a cry emot. Kasian deh lo, Sar. Soon I may go to kosan Sari. Just yesterday he cursed me stupid to be a babu, uh he even got hit and run-out. Kasian.

*****

After traveling for approximately twenty minutes, I have arrived at the boarding house Sari. I went in without knocking on the door first. I was surprised, surprised, I shut my mouth because I was so amazed by the figure in front of me. His face was bruised blue, hair disheveled, this was the perpetrator being persecuted prematurely. Ckckckck I'm lucky I'm not like this.

"Sar ... Rich crazy guy si?" I approached and sat down beside him. Sari told me all the tragedy that had befallen her. 

"That's the risk that must be ready to accept if you love a married man," I said wise.

"No, Sar?" kuwaku.

"Sartially, Sar, if you can, you find another single guy. I'm a nyesel, it's been reduced by people, so the ingredients of complex mothers. Not very good." 

"Yes, really. How are you going?" tanyakanya.

"Gue's confused. I love Lengga, But if Mba Sinta can not accept me, if I continue to be treated like this, either strong or not. Back off, confused. My hope is that Sinta will divorce Lengga. But the power is impossible. Until now, Mba Sinta is still adem ayem. Even more busy with his career." Sari was silent. 

"Yes, we're upset, yeah. Honestly, I am also afraid of actually wanting to establish a relationship with someone's husband. Many risks. But, I myself am confused as to why would I do it. It was first because of the money. No need to be tired of eating, already can get branded goods. Benefitin the money, if there is no money also I ogah," he said.

"If I, initially because I like him, first because of his good attitude, so I'm interested to seek attention, initially a fad, over time real love. Moreover, Lengga is really a dream. Starting from a small attention even becomes a constant. Staying second is not good as long as there is a first one," I explained. 

"That's why women and men should not be together if not muhrim. Where I can't be a guy even a little. Agh is upset with his own heart," he regretted.

"When we know it's wrong, Sar. But why do I keep doing it" I said.

"That's Lust. We haven't been able to control it. There are many sins, Mir."

"You are, Sar, whose sins are many. I am his wife!" I glanced cynically.

"Stay before you become a wife, you become a stupid teaser!" chirps Sari while clapping my head. It is also true what he said.

Sari and I dissolve in silence, thinking about the fate of our apes. He was persecuted before his time. I became a babu after my time. Kappok .. kapok …. Reality is not as beautiful as imagined.

Now I can only surrender, until when I survive to be Lengga's wife. Luckily Sari was not married. But also the mouth and body to the bottom run out in the cabein, can not imagine how the pain.

***

"Where is it going?" ask me after finishing applying the drug throughout the body that can not be reached by him.

"Sniffing, Mir. it's not too painful. Thanks to ya." I nodded, then said goodbye to go home. Sari held me back to keep her company, but the work at home was a lot. If only today was not the time to clean glass and other tattoo from dust. Not to mention today is also the time to change the curtains. Imagining work that accumulates makes the mood irregular. If it is not done, you must be prepared to hear the super noisy screams of Mba Sinta. Huufft .... Bikes. Pissed.

"Okay, I'm back, Sar." This leg stepped lazily.