
"Assynogaal?"
"Greetings waalaikum, just a minute!"
"Who's Buk?" Ask the guy who is watching TV.
"I don't know, I'll open it first."
With a hasty step Bude ran open the door. Someone behind the door hugged him and cried in his arms. Bude was also crying.
"Why Nak?"
"Where's your husband?"
"Why come home at night?"
Bude was chasing the woman in his arms with questions.
"Why Nak? What's up?"
"What's really going on?"
Bude hasn't found an answer yet. Maybe the one asked could not answer.
"What's wrong? Who's coming?" It was Pakde's turn to ask. He heard like the sound of crying, and made him curious until he approached Bude who was still in the doorway.
"When?" Pakde was so surprised when he found out that Nabilalah was coming. But what makes her little girl cry?
The drama of crying in the doorway ended. Now they both sit on the couch. And the reason why Nabila was crying had yet to find the answer point. Nabila still refused to talk. If only missed, then inevitably the crying continues. There must be something behind this.
Pakde's attention was fixed on Nabila who sat beside Bude, and embraced by him. While Pakde pricks on the single sofa. Why did Nabila come alone? Where's husband? Why did not her husband accompany her. There are actually so many questions that Pakde wants to ask Nabila. But he was still waiting for Nabila himself to explain it.If you can guess, it looks like Nabila has a problem with Nadeo. So thought Pakde. He is very familiar with sweet sour marriage.
Last time I met Nabila when she was in the hospital, she had a miscarriage. Nothing strange, everything looks fine. Nadeo who faithfully accompanied Nabila, also Nabila family who no less care about Nabila. No drama, son-in-law doesn't get along with in-laws and brother-in-laws. Everything is going well according to Pakde's observation. Even he himself was not part of looking after or caring for Nabila goods for a second. Nadeo is on standby twenty-four hours next to Nabila.
Then if it is not a matter of household, what makes Nabila cry, and determined to go home alone?
Various assumptions just arise in the heart of Pakde.
"Why Nak? Ayok. When you go home alone, don't tell. Your husband's not coming either." Urge Bude.
Nabila is still tight-lipped. Bude and Pakde threw eyes at each other, as if there was communication between their eyes.
"You have a problem with your husband?" Guess Bude is now holding Nabila's hand.
Nabila was still down and silent.
"In that household, there must always be a quarrel. But it would be nice, we don't run away from that problem. Finish it well." Bude tried to give advice.
"If not, Bude called Nadeo? He must be worried about you. She doesn't know you're coming back here?"
Nabila looked up at Bude. "Know Bude."
Bude is getting confused. "So why? Why you?"
"Me and Mas Nadeo divorced Bude."
Instantly the hearts of Bude and Pakde melos. Nabila's confession is like a heart-wrenching knife. How can they get divorced, while yesterday they looked fine.
"Why can? What's because you miscarried? Pakde look, yesterday you guys were fine." It was Pakde's turn to speak.
"We've never been okay, sirde." There are tears that will soon come out of Nabila's eyes.
"What do you mean when? Explain let Pakde and Bude hear." Bude said softly. He hopes nothing happens so big, hopefully they can stay together.
"sir, Bude. Sorry Nabila, all this time Nabila has been lying to you..." Finally the tears that Nabila held spilled too.
"What lie?"
Bude and Pakde increasingly do not understand the words of Nabila.
"Actually Nabila..."
Nabila told me all the complaints she had saved so far. Nabila recounted from the beginning of her marriage to the current point. Nothing was missed. Accompanied by tears, Nabila spilled everything on Pakde and Bude, as a substitute for his parents.
BRAK!!!
Pakde hit the table. He was really disappointed with what Nabila told him. He felt he failed to take care of Nabila. During this time Pakde thought that Nabila was happy with his marriage. It turned out that everything was inversely proportional to what was on his mind.
"Sorry Mrde When, sorry Pakde."
"Pakde is not wrong." Sahut Nabila in his talk.
"Pakde's wrong to set you up with that bastard. Pakde doesn't know that you've been suffering all this time. Pakde really regrets setting you up with him. Pakde thinks he's a good man. Sorry Pakde Bil, sorry Pakde."
Really Pakde and Bude did not expect that Nadeo had been playing drama with Mareka. Pakde and Bude deeply regretted agreeing to the stupid match, and sacrificed the taste of Nabila.
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Three days Nabila was at the house of Pakde and Bude. He felt his burden slightly reduced, after spilling all his heart.
Maybe after Nabila and Nadeo divorced, Nabila would move from the house. He will look for rental and rented houses. It is impossible if he continues to live there.
Tok!! Tok!! Tok!!
The sound of knocking on the door sounded. Nabila was relaxing watching TV in the living room.
"Soegi, open the door there are guests!" Shouted Nabila.
"I'm in the bathroom!"
"Uhhhh you!"
Nabila himself had to get up and open the door. He was surprised to find the person behind the door. The man threw a smile at Nabila. Instead of returning the smile, Nabila even turned the eyeball lazily.
Why did that guy come here? What's he want? What's the need for him?
Not wanting to deal, Nabila immediately closed the door. Knowing the movements of Nabila, the person immediately held it with his body.
"When! Please When!"
"Why did Ngapaib Mas come here? Go there!" Banish Nabila.
"When, please When, don't close the door?"
"Is Mas Nadeo still here?"
Ja. That man is Nadeo. He who was determined to apologize, immediately followed Nabila.
"If I wanted to apologize if. Please forgive me when." Please Nadeo and keep holding back so that Nabila does not close the door.
"No!"
"Why is this a fuss, what's up?" Pakde's heavy voice surprised Nabila and Nadeo.
Pakde came with Bude. Mareka had just come home from the market to shop.
Nadeo reverses. Now there was the appearance of a man trying to force his way inside.
"You?" Pakde went straight to Nadeo. "Whenever you come here again?"
Bugh!!!
One punch hit Nadeo's face. And Nadeo fell to the floor. Nadeo did not get up yet, one punch back following.
"The insolent man!" Berang Pakde's. He was too angry to see Nadeo's face.
"Pakde, it's Pakde."
I don't know when Nabila is already beside Pakde. Clearly he tried to hold Pakde for the next blow.
"Don't be so shamed sir, be ashamed of the neighbors." Bude mediates too. "Mending in first we finish inside."
Pakde did not answer. He kept coming into the house.
"Lake Deo!" Bude orders without any hospitality, and with no intention of helping Nadeo.
Unable to see Nadeo, Nabila extended her hand. Don't ask Nabila's face. He still put a look of indifference and judes on Nadeo.
"Yeah, I'm helping!" Take Nabila ketus.
Nadeo looked at that hand. Then look at the face of the owner. Then Nadeo smiled and accepted the helping hand. Nadeo.
"Thank you Bill."
"I shouldn't have come and done it!" Said Nabila irritated and turned the eyeball lazy.
"I want to fight!" Sahut Nadeo spirit.
"Whatever!" Reply Nabila does not care.