Merapi Never Ingkar Janji 2 (The Return of the Sultan)

SS. 30. Tragedy at Night

Every day is a great day to give thanks for His gift. Like this morning, Anita walked barefoot, combing the edges of the city park that began to bustle.

It's a bright Sunday, not just him who enjoys freedom on Sundays. But also almost the entire community in this city.

Every now and then he stopped and sat on the edge of the garden, enjoying a drop of white water soaking his throat. Sunday morning has become a habit for them to just relax the muscles of the legs.

Some are cycling, some are running with their partners, some are just a walk to enjoy the morning culinary.

But not for Anita, it was rare for her to have time to enjoy the day. There's hardly even. His former life was full of the necessity to make money.

But this time, he felt free. What he got he could enjoy himself. Eat well, sleep well, he can feel even though he still lives in a rented house.

Free boarding facilities one room equipped with a bathroom inside, owned by the Andri family that he used to occupy the gini he had left.

Even a very easy job with a high salary from Andri was forced to let go.

All that is not without purpose, with the facilities that Andri provides, he wants to get to know Anita more closely. Not just employees, but further than just friends.

But it can not be fully felt. For him Andri is a good man. But for some reason, there was no special feeling in his heart.

Anita who thinks that Andri is the new hero in her life, turns out to be wrong. He wanted to cry when he remembered the events of that night.

An event he will never forget in his entire life. When Andri came to see him by force.

•the ' OnFlashback

"Bak Ata, the day I got my day home ?" Pamit Sari half seduced with her eyes flickering spoiled.

"Where are you going ?" Answer The counter asking.

"There's dech." Sari answered in secret.

"Just like you."

Whether it was a coincidence or it was planned. Tata served herself until night. And that night, it was Andri who kindly accompanied when the store was about to close.

But there was something strange about his attitude.

"Are you closing Ta ?"

"Yes, it's."

"We're going home together, aren't we ?"

"Oh, yes." Anita answered while completing her task of closing the store, without paying attention to the interlocutor again.

"Mas andri mabok huh ?" Tata asked when she noticed that there was a smell of alcohol in her mouth.

"No, just a little."

"Yes, I just ride the ojek online Mas."

Fear of unwanted things happening on the road, making Tata undo the intention to come home with Andri.

"No, you stay with me." He answered, pulling Anita's hand.

"I, yes Mas. But let go of my hand, it hurts." Stimulants.

"Anita, I've been looking forward to times like this for a long time." Andri said I don't know where he meant.

Anita remained silent without daring to move. The more he revolted, the tighter the grip on his right wrist.

"From a long time ago, I loved you very much Ta." Lirih.

Dark atmosphere in the store. Only a beam of light from outside tried to break through the gap of the door that was still slightly open.

"Take off Mas" said Anita pleading.

"I should've gotten you pretty a long time ago. But that guy always gets in my way !" Andri's increasingly unclear joking.

"What do you mean Mas Andri, please let go of my hand."

"No ! Before you answer my plea."

Seen sharp eyes with a look of anger on Andri's face.

"Do you want to accept me as your lover ?"

"Mas, this is not how it works." He tried to wake Andri up.

"Halahhhh.I had expected it before, you must have rejected me !" His shouting.

"It's not so Mas, but Mas Mabok. I don't know what I'm saying." Anita asked for understanding.

"Ahaha... Mabok you said ? That moron is more honest a moron !" Andri's words began to be harsh.

Slowly but surely, Anita starts trying to break away. But Andri was more deft and instead grabbed her tiny body stuck in her arms.

The fear of something happening on the road had disappeared, changing the fear happening to him at this moment.

"Take off Mas, do you want Mas Andri." His whimper is still in the forced arms of an Andri.

A whisper that made Tata not only afraid, but more disgusted to herself.

Andri began to lay her hands on the cheeks of her captive. Anita's heart rate was pounding, her body felt hot burning with anger. But until now he has not been able to do anything.

Andri's hand not only landed on the cheek, but began to descend to the neck and almost unbuttoned the neck of the dress shirt.

Feeling no resistance from his captives, Andri turned Anita's body towards him.

Anita was still thinking, what would she do next. And what he would do to fight it.

Both of Andri's hands were on both of his cheeks. Andri starts to lift Anita's chin and leaves a kiss on her lips.

At that moment, Tata's hand, which had slipped out of her hand, could grab onto something she had used to hit Andri's back.

Ahhhh ... !

Shouting pain.

Finally, he can escape. Leaving Andri inside who was in pain.

No matter what happened, right now all Tata could do was run as far as possible. Get out of a place that's scary for him.

"Sir please take me to the mangosteen path." His request to the rickshawman who happened to pass by.

"Let's Nduk, be careful." Her delicate voice warned anita to be careful while riding.

He rubbed his ankle that felt sore. There was a slight pain he felt on the soles of his feet.

Panic and fear of haunting, until he forgets his footwear. However, the pain of being hit by the gravel crumbs he did not feel anymore. Because his wounds hurt more he felt.

•the Off 'Flashback

The terrifying moments that once happened to her. I don't know what will happen to him, if there is no help from the Almighty.

'O Allah, what else will happen to me ? Why is it so hard the trials that You gave me ?' The complaint in the heart.

Is it a complaint, or a sentence that can make it stronger. If you have to complain, there have been many complaints that he has conveyed through every prayer.

Bukkkkkkk !

A ball was thrown at his feet. Wake him up from his nightmares.

"May I take my ball back brother ?"

Greet the little boy who asked for the ball back.

"It's got a dick ?"

"Yes." Yeah."

Tata reached out his hand, handed him a rubber ball of toys, had a boy around the age of six.

"Thank you Brother, I'm sorry you threw Aldo about your brother's leg." Politely said.

"Dear boy, what's your name ?"

"Aldo sis."

"Aldo here who's the same ?"

"Friends."

His right index finger, pointing at some of his peers were playing ball-take.

"Son't got any candy, will you ? Biaa shared with friends."

He took out a plastic candy wrapper that still had some seeds in it.

"Take care." Girang reply.

"Now, for the average."

"Thank you brother."

"Together."

A sweet smile fell on her lips. One day, maybe he will return to this place with a child in his hand.

Child ?

Any woman would want a child, if she married later. But who he married to. His heart is still closed to this day.

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