Love Lembayung Dusk

Chapter 42 The offended womb.

Dinda was sitting cross-legged on a comfortable soft mattress while holding a pillow. One of his hands resting on the pillow was busy not holding a cellphone that was displaying the faces of his friends and a small child.

"Ciee ... tomorrow marry niye ...," Nurul's seductive tease while kissing Nuri's stocky cheeks. The screen even moved erratically.

While the toddler does not look disturbed, when the time has shown at 21:25 pm. However, the little boy who was busy holding the control of the phone looks still fresh.

"Yes, but this way is lo---" complained Dinda.

"Nothing is the same shortcut, which stops his intentions sincerely," Soraya said.

"Take the silver lining, Din. You, right, so marry Mas Adit, because of this problem. Suddenly!" exclaim Nurul.

"Ehh I remember, Come on .... Well, right, the wedding was sudden, too, huh?" soraya. His hands are seen descending up above the surface of the belly that is protruding, so it is seen in front of the phone screen because the position of sitting half-leaning on the pillow stacked behind his back.

"Yes .. was suddenly like, Well. But the case is different, my case is worse," complained Dinda moody.

"Oh yeah? Worse than, me? Any time?" sahut the person who was gossiped. From earlier more listening, and immediately disturbed by feeling compared.

"Do you know what it's like to conceive and raise a child without a husband? Or, your son is said to be an h4r4m child by someone, who he says is directly the same as your son? Then what's it like to lose, when your son is kidnapped? And more painful ... how do you feel, when rejected by your potential mertumbu? And one more thing, don't forget depression! Is it all worse than, you?" the word Rahimah is passionate and full of emphasis in each sentence because it is ignited.

"Bu-not like that I mean, Imah," Larat Dinda lirih realized the mistake of his speech.

"I beg ... You don't get angry? I'm really sorry to say that, I'm sorry, huh?" pinta Dinda was serious.

"Yes, Yes .. Sorry, Dinda! We know how to fight, you first. Obviously, Dinda's problem is nothing compared to the same, you. Maybe Dinda, just feeling depressed .. so she forgets the same suffering, you," comforted Soraya so that her friend would not be offended.

While Nurul just silently watched the three with a screen that is always moving due to the act, Nuri.

Silent ... The video call that is taking place only shows a picture without sound. Plus the screen that shows the existence of the Rahimah is now turning black. However, they knew .. that his friend was still there.

"Pa-pa," chirped Nuri.

"Hey baby, haven't slept yet?" it was Ari's voice slowly approaching.

"What's up, anyway? It's the same here, Papa," Ari continued. A few seconds of his drawing showed the ceiling of the room, then changed again with Nurul's face staring in the other direction.

"A moment" whispered Nurul, raising her hand to the cheek whose three fingers were folded inward and leaving her thumb and long finger, a telephonic gesture.

"Imah, Dinda, and also Aya" Nurul's greeting broke their silence.

"I hope .. whatever happens between us. We remain friends and support each other! Let no one suffer more among us, for we cannot measure everything by what we feel. It's still out there that may be much more sick and also suffering than, we are. I hope this will be a reminder of us" said Nurul sage.

"I agree, Nurul. Home ... You're sorry, Dinda huh? We can not sit around just because of disputes, we have to remind and support each other" continued Soraya.

"Sorry, Imah," said Dinda. His throat was blocked, suddenly his eyes were heated and blurred, because the friend still did not show his face on the cellphone screen.

"Darling ... Why crying?" the sound of the bus reprimanding Rahimah in a panicked tone made the three gasp.

Dinda clenched her mouth a second later to quell the unbearable sobs. Soraya and Nurul are swept away in the grief of her two best friends.

"It's okay, Mom. I cried, because I had seen drakor," the Rahimah they could hear.

"Since when, do you like drakor? My feelings, you never watch?" cetus Rahimah's husband.

"Since this day" replied Rahimah quietly.

"Udah ah, I want to see the drakor again. Mas Abdar, mending go first there," expel Rahimah.

"I'm sorry, gays. I take it too seriously. I'm not angry, same Dinda. Don't be sad, you guys."

When relief stopped in the hearts of his three friends, they also apologized to each other if there was something wrong that they had accidentally done.

"Tumben, you're wise, Rul?" responsif Dinda remembered every sentence Nurul said earlier.

"Yes dong, Nurul that's loh!" sahut Nurul is proud.

"This smile, time," Soraya taunted Nurul with a thump, lips and a crisp laugh from the others.

"Udah first yes, Mas Abdar has returned," said Rahimah to end her phone connection.

"Yes, Nuri has also started to fuss," a small child's voice began to whine.

"I'm so sleepy too!" soraya said as she closed her gaping mouth.

"Assalamualaikum," said the three at the same time, after promising to come to Dinda's house tomorrow afternoon.

"Wa'alaikumussalam." Dinda turned off her phone with a distant look.

His memory delves deeper into his friend's journey. Sighing heavily, realizing that his suffering was not comparable to that of the friend.

Dinda suffers from a scandal, but she forgets. That in this world he is not the only one who suffers the most. Evidenced by the Rahimah, there may also be other women like Rahimah at the end of this world.

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Dinda stared at the reflection of herself in front of the mirror that appeared all over her body. Scanning a simple long-sleeved white kebaya dress that has wrapped her small body with a matching hijab.

His hands are interlocked. Cold sweat began to flood the palms, accompanied by irregular heartbeat. Although the three friends are accompanying, but can not eliminate the turmoil.

This is not her first marriage. However, that is not the only thing that makes his feelings nervous and restless do not lead. The presence of the lover that disturbs his calm.

Dinda had told the waiter to give her a message, if her future husband had come. However, at the specified time, Adit has not yet appeared. It was growing uneasy that his soul thought of it all.

"Yakin yes ... Mas Adit, it's coming." Nurul patted her shoulder slowly and gave her motivation.

"So before coming here, Mas Abdar had also called him! He said get ready." The womb calms.

"Maybe it's stuck." Soraya thought well.

Tapping sounds from the direction at the door, taking their attention at the same time. "Let me, that opens." The womb opens the door.

"Non, her future husband has come" said the waiter, giving a breath of fresh air.

"Alhamdulilah" cried Rahimah, Soraya and Nurul together read hamdalah.

"Say Sir, Non Dinda was told to wait here until his ijab was done" the servant's message before it passed.

Dinda nodded and complied. Waiting in the room with his three best friends, hoping the event is given a smooth as expected.

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