LOVE OF JUITA

Unbranded Regret

"I hope God created a two-way time so I can go back in time to erase all my regrets and mistakes."

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A big uproar occurred at the house of Pak Rahmat Segoro. The Mbok unceasingly swept away the clear crystal melt in his eyes with the tip of the negligee. Occasionally Si Mbok leaned his body on the Father who stared blankly at his youngest son who was grim as he was shaded by dark clouds. While Mbok Par did not dare to leave the kitchen, he kept silent while praying the strange problems that befell his employer's family soon passed.

The sudden departure of Julia so surprised Si Mbok. She is very worried about Julia's safety. From the very beginning of Julia's presence, she has given her daughter-in-law heart and love. His maternal nature made him never distinguish the treatment between a biological child and a son-in-law.

Anyone who enters his home will be accepted with open arms and considered a family. It is appropriate for families to support each other and ease the burden when there is a problem even though it is as difficult as anything. He felt guilty because the dispute between Septian and Julia escaped his attention. Had he been more sensitive, maybe Julia's departure could have been prevented.

All the Septian siblings arrived after Si Mbok informed them. Their existence in the living room seemed special to give judgment to the Septian.

Mas Kuncoro paced around the room fretfully. Sister Lilis folded her hands tight on her chest. Mbak Nurma stared at Septian fiercely as if to swallow their youngest sister who was very very immature in attitude. While Mas Sakti stared far out the window reluctant to see the stupidity created by his sister.

The septian sat leaning against the sofa while grasping the blood-stained tissue. His mentality was so depressed that his body that was not used to living was hard to react violently to the stress that whack. He had a severe headache and his nose was bleeding quite a lot. Fortunately, the blood stopped on its own. Leave a sense of discomfort because the respiratory path is blocked by dry blood.

"Mas was astonished that you, Septian, you are a man who understands religion. Routinely follow the study, why in dealing with problems like this you can not apply the patience and sincerity knowledge that you have learned?" Mas Kuncoro broke the silence.

"Don't you know that woman was made from a very crooked rib. When you try to straighten the bent bone forcibly. Then it'll crack, break in two." Mas Kuncoro again.

Septian looked down deeply he was very conscious of his mistake. There was not the slightest intention to refute Mas Kuncoro's words. Everything he said was true. What he did was not just break Julia's heart. He smashed it into pieces.

"Try your wife Tian's phone, where are you now?" Urged Mbak Nurma glared sharply towards Septian.

"The phone number is off. Tian had tried to contact her many times before." Answer Septian weakly checking his phone.

"Then how? Until when do we just wait without doing something?" Mas Sakti stared riled towards Septian.

Septian shook his head slowly he could not answer because his intelligent brain seemed to be stuck unable to think clearly. It felt like he hoped this was all just a nightmare that would end soon if someone came to wake him up forcibly.

"Actually what did you tell your wife to run away like this. You hit him?" Mbak Lilis asked firmly to keep control of his emotions.

"No, Tian's hand would never be used to hit him, just …. " Septian sighed heavily unable to continue his sentence.

"What only?!" The Sentak Mbak Lilis.

"Tian just .. told him to leave. The carelessness Julia created left Tian extremely disappointed and furious. Tian was afraid of not being able to control the emotional outburst if it was close to him. Therefore ... Tian continued to keep his distance. But Julia insists on urging Tian to talk to her. Though Tian had been hard-earned to avoid further quarrels. Tian was really an emotion because Julia had already eroded her patience. Then ... Tian asked him to go anywhere."

Septian's breath clenched in his throat, a sliver of shame erupted as he revealed how low the level of patience and maturity he had before his brothers.

"Astaghfiullah! You're not talking to him, are you?" Tanya Mbak Nurma ensures the continuity of her sister's household.

"You! I know your losses are huge. Not to mention the polluted good name of our family. But that's no reason to lay all her faults on Julia. Remember ... You also have a hand in that effort!" Mas Kuncoro reminded me.

Tian flung his back throbbing head of pain onto the back of the chair. He massaged his pained temple, he,.

"Now it's almost midnight, and Julia hasn't come home yet. Where is Tian!? If anything happens to him what will we tell his mother. How are we responsible?" Urge Mbak Lilis to demand.

"If by tomorrow Julia doesn't come back .. You should call her mother tell her the truth. If you need to, you'll call the police to find Julia." Sahut Mbak Nurma began to ride apitam.

"Patience .. patience …. Everyone please calm down. We're here to make a way out. Distorting Septian won't change things." Said the father mediating his children.

"I was wrong in educating Septian. He is never difficult, from a small life happy to continue. He was shocked so faced with the test of life as hard as this. Mbok that makes him grow up with a less mature nature." The Mbok opened his voice, he again erased his melted tears.

"Mbok .. It's not Mbok's fault. It's completely Tian's fault. Sorry Tian's attitude disappointed you all." Septian vibes.

In his heart Septian justifies the word Si Mbok. He grew up in a good environment, never short of money. What he wants is always fulfilled. He never really tried to get something. Everything went well as he wanted. At the moment when he is faced with a big problem, he is not ready to face it.

"Now Tian beg Mbak and Mas to go home. Currently Tian could not think clearly. Septian has been punished by God with a sense of guilt. Please give Tian some time to himself and think of a solution. Pray that my wife will always be in the protection of Allah. Tian pamit go upstairs first." Septian got up from his seat leaving the living room with galloping steps up the stairs to the second floor.

Brother Septian clucked in annoyance and threw each other a disappointed look. There was nothing they could do but pray and wait for their youngest brother to move in search of a solution.

Septian hurried to his empty room. His eyes searched for the trail Julia left behind. He opens the closet and picks up a veil of Julia left behind, he inhales the distinctive aroma of Julia that remains. All the guilt he was trying to deny came to the surface.

If only he could turn the clock around, he wanted to hear more of Julia's grievance. He wanted to embrace and hug his wife while crying. He will hold Julia's hand and help solve this problem. Not to ignore Julia and drown in an endless rage.

"I can find the lost material again, but together with you .. how can I get it back, Juita. Nothing can be like you." Septian sighs.

Shortness came to smash his chest. Bad headaches do not go away. Even more actively hit his skull. Septian then took ablution water to perform the delayed Isya prayer. In his final prostration, he released clear crystals dripping from his eye pellets.

At the end of the prayer Septian raised his hands praying in despair. He was sobbing, slumped in a pit of regret and guilt. At the moment he realized Julia was much tougher than he was. Without her, Julia would still be fine. Therefore Julia boldly steps away because of the fact ..she needs Julia's presence and affection the most.

"O Allah, the Mighty, the All-Azis, take care of my wife wherever she is. To You he has left. Forgive me for failing to be a good priest to him."

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Note :

Dear reader. Sorry can not routinely update because the author wrote while stealing the time. Thank you for waiting for this story to continue. Hopefully entertained.