Maidatul Khan's

Chapter 33: Poor Datul

Hamam was in his dark room. He intentionally did not turn on his room lights. His mind was stifled, remembering that all the way home, Datul sat on his back with sobs.

The girl even got down in a hurry from her car. Without a word. Hamam is sorry now. It turns out he was outrageous.

Agggrrhhhh!!!

Hamam groaned in frustration. The sheets that were neatly wrapped around the bed were raged until scattered. He was confused why he was angry just because he saw Datul close to his friends.

What is this feeling? am I jealous?

Hah, crazy what I am, ga maybe I am jealous of Datul, who is he!

But Datul cried until he sobbed like that, I hurt him...

He should have scolded me, at least slapped my cheek, he was always stupid, usually just grimy.

Hamam sat down on the floor, bent his knees, then drowned his face there. Feeling bad about being a man for hurting his close friend. Datul's a plain and a sad girl, Hamam knows that. At a time when girls his age can hangout in cafes and berselfi ria, Datul only dreams of buying chicken KFD in a bucket.

It's not Datul's fault if he joins his friends. It was Hamam who ignored the girl. Let Dila dominate her. He was even angry, unclear.

Now head Hamam pening. The friendship between him and Datul is impossible as it used to be. Datul must hate him. Must have hated him so much. Hamam should have let Tomi dance with Datul, after all they were there just pretended intent. But, it was the same as hurting his pride.

Aghhhhhhhrrrr!!!!!

Hamam yelling. The muscles in his neck until visible. Maybe if the recklessness is harder, the muscles of his neck will break. Hamam kicked whatever was in front of him. Chairs, speakers, pillows, thick books were even strewn on the floor now. His room turned into a broken ship.

What is this feeling? why do I feel, my chest hurts, and my head almost explodes!

"Shiiittt!"

It was not the prayer before bed that Hamam said, but the coarseness, before his eyes were closed. Hamam fell asleep on the floor.

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While the poor girl who had a face full of acne was, curled up in her bed. No less fucked up than Hamam. Maidatul Khan even sobbed in the middle of the night.

If only someone had heard. Perhaps the girl's cry will be thought to be the cry of Miss Kunti who broke up with Mister Pocong. Unfortunately Datul's father was already lulled with his dreamland. So do not know if the girl is languishing.

Datul is lonely, really lonely. No friends to share. Maktun hadn't contacted him for a long time because he was busy. He's not good enough to bother his friend.

Mas Hamam is really strong. He who I thought was an angel, my hero, turned out to have such a horrible side.

That bad I was in her eyes? just because I'm trying to be okay there, then I don't deserve to just smile?

Do I have to keep begging to be happy? is a pimply, ugly, dotted girl like me, not worth a little bit of happiness?

Huh huh? hiks.. hiks...

Starting tonight, I swear I will no longer like that man. I'll bury my feelings deeply. I'll hate him all my life! I hate him! I hate him!

"Yetoooooooo...."

"I hate him!"

Datul was still crying until drowsiness greeted. Before his consciousness completely disappeared, he wished to die alone. Wake up tomorrow if you have a chance to open your eyes.

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At dawn Farhan awoke to fulfill his duty. Before going out to the mosque not far from his house, Farhan looked at Datul's room. Farhan stroked his chest when he saw his girl who was so messy.

"Astaghfirullah, Datul why are you?"

"What time was it last night?"

There is no lawfulness. Not even squirming. Farhan was obviously worried. The habits of his daughter before going to bed are always neat. Go to the toilet, clean your face, put on some night cream, put on a hook as well. Even Datul always splashed his mattress before lying down.

What Farhan saw this dawn was far from that word.

What the hell's going on? batin Farhan before choosing to go to mushola quickly.

That day Datul missed his dawn. His eyes are still sticky. Can be sure also swollen and bumpy. Datul felt his entire body in pain. He can't get up. So bad Hamam's words hurt him. The decision to block the number and all Hamam social media accounts was correct last night.

We were never close, before, even if we didn't know you again, I'm sure I could still be alive.

Datul is getting tormented, his body feels hot. So is his face. Datul was stressed so heavily that the acne plant began to pioneer all over his face. His fault also last night did not clean his face at all.

Just let me die. I just wait for the arrival of the angel of life.

Datul still closed his eyes. Not wanting to wake up even though his stomach was hungry. Bemoan.

Farhan looked at his daughter again.

"Tul mbok wake up, eat sek, Mr. had bought vegetables at the market same fish munjahir"

"Breakfast, sleep again if it's stomach first"

Datul was still closed, from between his eyes came tears. Farhan is not. He touched Datul's forehead intending to calm down.

"Oh, you have a fever. Why don't you tell me you're not feeling well"

"Don't buy drugs first in the shop, you wake up Tul, don't make you anxious"

"I'll wake up when I want to wake up sir" said Datul.

Poor Datul😭's

Until he got sick.

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