My Husband is a Ningrat

Chapter 55. [Side Story - Surprised you]

As long as Lastri's body is examined by experts, as long as I send him white roses as a form of sympathy for him, I hope he understands the meaning of every white rose I give.

That night I wanted to talk to him, my busy life required me and Rinjani to only be able to send word by phone, even if it was rare. May he be sensitive to my situation, an adult man who has borne a lot of burden.

Ten meters away the car was almost at the store Ms. Rosmini, but I found Rinjani had already hugged the online motorcycle taxi. Where is he going these nights, without my permission, Hmm. Until the motorbike he rode up to a residential area.

I've been thinking a long way, but in fact he just went home. Does he already have a hunch about his mother, how unfortunate your fate is my lover.

A few minutes I waited in the car, watching the surroundings. Yes, there are still some fathers who are smoking in front of his house. Inevitably I still had to greet the fathers, before finally meeting my lover, Rinjani.

After the conversation, there was finally a chance to meet my little girl. Many times I knocked on her door, there was no sound coming from inside. Where's Rinjani, is she sleeping? With a careful step I entered his house like an intruder. There was a sound of crying from a room, so Rinjani was crying. So she really already had a bad feeling about her mother. Anyway, I have to tell her about her bitter honesty.

I flicked the curtains, and saw a lump of human flesh curling up holding both knees. My chest tightened, hearing her cries so bitterly. But I choked as he looked up with red, swollen eyes, and said, "Who are you, why are you here?"

She forgot about me that soon, because I hadn't called her in two weeks. Unknowingly I grabbed her ear, her mouth was rummaging to call me a ghost, "Come uninvited, come home unassigned." His hands began to pour over me, until my shirt was soaked with tears and snot. She really is a brave girl no matter who I am. It's true that I have to give up the title if I want to approach him. I let her hold me long enough.

Her lips are getting fussy, but I like it. Because he completes me. I saw his face pale, I was more and more helpless to tell the truth about his mother, until that night I ended quickly.

*

After last night I had a discussion with Dhanangjaya. Ready not to be ready, Rinjani must know the truth of her mother. So that Lastri also calms down and gets Do'a from her son.

Meeting him was my shady medicine, but a navel with a large number of seven-figure flowers was waiting for him. I was troubled, while his face still looked pale.

Long conversations happened during the trip, I didn't expect if he thought of me like an old mango. Moreover, he asked me not to smile, is there something wrong with my smile?

After I noticed, he blushed as I smiled. I began to be helpless to tease her, this is so funny in my mind. A girl was shyly sitting beside me, closing her lips her eyes were round to finish my smile. Lips are so adorable, until finally the idea to tease him again. I loved the moment my forehead touched his forehead, only this close to my courage. His eyes closed, 'hahaha'. I knew he thought I was gonna kiss him.

No, for now! I finally snapped a finger on his forehead. He puffed, as his lips pursed. It looks more and more anxious.

The car arrived at my family's Bakmi Jawa restaurant. In the past, I used to take Nurmala Sari here. The owner of this store knows very well who I am and my family.

There is a fear that the owner of this shop is talking about the past story. Until I pulled Rinjani's hand. He screamed a little, I understood my mistake. Because I haven't been able to tell you much about Nurmala Sari.

As always, every word I say will always be answered 'smart' by him. Of course with the nosy attitude he has. Being with Rinjani is a coincidence that makes me more confident to start new things.

*

I had to close my eyes during the trip to Mirisewu's funeral. I'm afraid Rinjani will guess where her mother is, guessing if I was just playing with her mother's death.

The cemetery that is located on top of these hills, requires me to lead Rinjani up. But earlier I had to sip a cigarette a bit away from Rinjani to neutralize my doubts, only in this way could I calm down a little. I saw Rinjani keep looking for me, fumbling through the air.

Will she want me to marry her after knowing her mother is gone, will she trust the navel in front of her later. Only one answer, opening her blindfold. I believe this girl never broke a promise with her words, what else if she knew what wages I would have to spend to find her mother.

I threw away my nipples and began to wipe them up to the funeral. She kept complaining that her legs were getting sore, I felt like I wanted to carry her, but it was impossible. Here there is a courtier who becomes the caretaker of the cemetery, it is not ethical if I carry a girl to a sacred cemetery whose contents are the tombs of our ancestors.

Rinjani began to surmise, my chest tight as if something was pressing.

I cannot deny, if this girl's cry is like the cry of a child who asks her mother to return. I have lost my way, my eyes are already red as the pain Rinjani felt radiating to the parts of my soul. A very painful pain.

I let Rinjani cry while hugging her mother's headstone, I stroked her hair while asking her to send Do'a's delivery. Until he finally dazed, his face was deathly pale.

Many times I clapped his face, he did not respond at all. Until the grave's caretaker told me to carry him home. He just said, "wes loro plus loro, muliho. tak jogo mausoleum of your mother." (It hurts more, get sick, go home. I'll take care of your mother's grave.")

Through dozens of steps, I carried Rinjani's body. Her small body made it easy for me to bring her home quickly. Along the way, he showed absolutely no response when I pinched his cheek, or just shaken his shoulder. He seemed to be carried away by the flow of dreams and did not want to return.

Worrying was certain, what else if he still did not believe it.

When I got home, I took her to my room. It is forbidden, but fortunately there is a mother. Yes, Mother is indeed someone who is not so conservative with the rules. As long as it can still be explained, Mother must understand.

This time I had to ask Nurmala Sari to come home, which I should not have done. What's more, the arrival of Nurmala Sari to check the condition of Rinjani.

My mind is so stupefied, only he is a trustworthy person for now.

I saw one woman who had succeeded in achieving her dream, a dream that she hoped would make her a human being who has important value in life. She's Nurmala Sari, the lover who filled my heart for five years. The assumption that the longer a relationship will tighten the rope of love, in fact it is just like smoke. He prefers to focus on pursuing his dreams, ignoring my dreams and family.

Long wait, I finally gave up. I made a mistake. Kissing her at the wrong time. He was angry, even something 'keeping' went along with scolding me. Finally the story of Five years was wasted, leaving one by one memories that began to disappear.

*

In the pharmacy I was confused, how to buy a sanitary pad. To call it my mouth was stiff, as a result I just pointed at the orange plastic with wings. The apothecary smiled widely, he seemed to understand the hardness of my heart. Something tickled my stomach, just this time in my life, I bought a bandage for my lover who was "Look Alus"

[Flashback POV Kaysan] ^_^