Knitting Wounds Extreme

51. Non-polytic.

Sherla and Fatma sit in the living room, followed by Maya who now seems to also sit there because Fatma asked. Not only that, Gavin's mother looked suspiciously at Aditya's youngest sister, for her arrival at dusk who had just returned home.

"What's up, Non Sherla? What brings you here?" ask Maya later.

"Mbak Maya, Mother, My mother is in a state of drop and is eager to meet with mbak Maya and Gavin. Miss Fatma too. Would you like Mom and Maya and Gavin to come to our house? Please, just this time," Sherla asked with tears.

In silence, Maya stared fixedly at the face of this beautiful girl in front of her. Sherla is the only socially disinclined person who turns away from the norms of society. The girl has been known to be quiet and does not like to talk much like Sherly.

Only Sherla, who never judges others like a saint.

"We will come, as if to visit a common sick person. It's just, I can't if I have to let you guys get too close to our family. Looking over, just as a neighbor, nothing more," Maya breaks up later, after she looks at Mom who nods at her.

Perhaps this is the time, Maya must come to terms with her past. Maya still hates Aditya's family, but that doesn't mean she doesn't have a heart.

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Mata did not know what to say when he entered the main door of the Darmadji residence. A lot has changed with this house. Some intricate carvings, appear to decorate with white color that dominates the color of the walls.

Isak's voice cries two women, slowly penetrating Maya's clumsiness. It was as if there was suffering and death in this house, but not a single neighbor came to serve.

"To the room, Mother Maya. Mom was in the room" Sherla said in a stinging voice, typical of people finished crying, "there was also Citra and Sherly."

"Sherley?" Maya squeaks softly. Maya's memory, goes back ten years. It felt like at that time, a Sherly would never shed tears, would never grieve, would never be at the low point of a pain.

See, time has changed everything. Maya life that began to be well organized, has found a bright spot with a better change.

In place, Sherly pecked, with her cheeks and eyes wet from the ceaseless roar of tears.

"Maya," said Citra, who happened to be there too. The woman got up, no longer caring for Sherly, "let's sit here, I want to see you."

"Sherla, please take Sherly out of here first," pleaded Citra softly, because Nyah was eager to have a one-on-one talk with Maya.

Sherla nodded and took Sherly away. The two then came out, followed Citra without a word.

Silence enveloped both. Between Nyah and Maya, they embrace each other's long silence. No one intended to start the conversation, Maya who was waiting for Nyah to talk, while Nyah who was still stringing words for him to convey to Maya.

"I'm sorry, Maya. Sorry," said Nyah with a sincere heart.

For some reason, the demon soul of Maya seems to come without Maya guessing. A desire arose, about to laugh and tear open the dirty mouth of Nyah who once said cheap and poor women.

But no, Maya still has a heart that is truly as big as the ocean. His demon soul was defeated, when Maya's eyes saw the now completely helpless Nyah on the bed.

"I have reaped his karma. Oh no, not just me, but our family has reaped what we've done to you in the past. Crime Ditya, has now been harvested by his sister. Your sincere apologies can reduce our guilt towards you" replied Nyah.

Maya frowned, feeling clueless as to what her mother Aditya said, "I mean?"

"Sherly pregnant, her lover left without a trace. His family was not ready to look for the man to take responsibility. Now, our family is completely smeared and Sherly is feeling the pain you used to feel. Sherly, Sherly was scolded by her lover's family without recognition" Nyah said in tears.

The regret at the end of the story is more painful than what Maya felt.

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha," Maya's laughter echoed in the room. Although Maya's lips said to forgive, but her heart was satisfied with how terrible it was, "how did it hurt? Please explain to me what the details feel like. Even if I forgive, in fact, God is still fair to give spirit to every fairy tale played by nature. I have forgiven you, but hopefully with this, you can understand the meaning of a precious word. Women, too precious to be made into game material by men."

Nyah sobbed, not because she was angry at Maya who laughed at her. But he lamented, more to the pain Maya asked.

"I'm sorry we. That's why we apologized. Let's fix the relationship for the better. Adi Darmadji's family promises, will always unite daughter-in-law, and respect son-in-law," said Nyah Pilu.

Adi Darmadji came in, with a depressed look on his face. The man really spent a lot of time, looking for the bastard lover Sherly.

"How, mas?" ask Nyah.

And surprise is seen, when Netra Adi catches the figure of Maya in her room.

"Not found. Maybe we really are receiving the punishment of nature" replied Adi Darmadji. The man sat in a chair by the window, looking at Maya and saying, "I'm sorry, Maya. I, as the head of the family in this house, respectfully wish to propose to you as soon as possible, to Aditya, our eldest son," he continued without further ado.

"For Aditya? I'm sorry I can't" Maya replied quickly, "i've repeatedly said I can't and can't do it. Please understand."

"And you're gonna let our lives and relationships all intertwine with pain, until you and Aditya die? This is not about you, your pain, or your suffering. But this is about Gavin, our grandson. Many times I have said this, I hope that after this, even me and Fatma really buried the old story, after you married Aditya."

Maya dumbfounded. What Adi said is true.

"But my heart is not ready. Sick because Ditya, until now still impregnated," Maya expressed her heart.

"That's why we want you to be our daughter-in-law. Ditya will heal your wounds even though the scars will not disappear until the apocalypse. What harm?" ask Adi back to question Maya's decision.

"There's nothing wrong," Maya stared at Adi and Nyah alternately, "I'm nothing more than a former prostitute woman, who has no dignity at all."

"Fuck how dark your story was in the past, Maya. My family has been tarnished, no longer a respectable family with millions of dilapidated everywhere. Sherly has been pregnant without a husband, I don't care if you beat yourself up, because Ditya loves you very much," said Adi, making Maya not wart at all.

"It's not about veiled women, or prostitutes. But it's about love, "Nayah clasped Maya's hand, filled with great hope.

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