My Past Stories

28. Go home

That night, Dillah returned home in a completely complicated mood. He showed his ugly face to me, but here the victim is me.

"You need to fight me again, brother. You hurt me enough !" I said when he called me.

"So I will not be angry with you if you are not rude with Elisha, Des. Brother just wants you to understand the position of brother !"

"Well, isn't it wrong to say this to Desi ? Not that Desi was just in the same room as Elisha. Will he first start the same Desi, yes it's delicious he's already diseakin heart Desi continues to physically hurt Desi, Desi time diem aja sak kak ! Naturally Desi just slap him doang." My elak held back anger. "Sister goes home just to push Desi noisily, mending sister don't have to go home all together."

Dillah took a long breath. She looked at me and shed her tears. "Sorry brother. But you beg Desi not to be rude to Elisha, for she is now pregnant !"

DUARRRR

I stared intently at Dillah, wanting it to feel like I was hitting her and strangling her. I could only hold back my tears from crying.

Bruck

My body just collapsed, tightness in my chest I did not feel at all, until I realized I was in a white room. My hand had an infusion tube and in my nose was an oxygen hose attached.

"Mom." I said when the first thing I saw was my mother-in-law.

"Dec. Are you awake ?" Her question was stroking next to my cheek.

"Desi why ma'am ? Wear Desi in the hospital, where's Azka ?"

"You passed out semalem, Dillah call me to make your meeting here. Azka is still at Nilam's house, just calm down !"

"Son Dillah ?"

"He's out for breakfast."

"Mom. Desi is not strong mom, Desi wants to give up just ma'am !"

My tears broke again, my mother-in-law also cried to see me. "Don't tell me that's Des. I don't want you to go, I'm unfortunately the same you're not the same as Elisha !"

"But Elisha was pregnant again. Desi ga strong bu if you have to keep on hurting Desi. Desi is not an angel hearted woman mom."

I was hugged by my mother-in-law and cried together. He didn't want me to go, and neither did I. But I'm not that strong a woman, I can't keep up with my heartache.

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This afternoon I came home from the hospital, but not to my house but to my in-laws. Mother reasoned that in our house, no one was looking after Azka because of my condition that still had to rest. Although actually I am not sick because of fever but because it is too depressed.

Dillah I'm still in, I really don't want to talk to him even though he always tries to make me open my mouth and talk to him. Maybe I was selfish and wrong, and maybe I gave her a chance to get away from me.

Two months passed, my life became very bland. It was Dillah who divided the time for me and Elisha, only coming home every Saturday and Sunday. Even the warmth between the two of us turned cold, even Azka became not too close to her Cheeks.

Tonight, this is the first time I've served Dillah in bed since our fight. "Sister kangen same you !" I'm not saying it at all. But Dillah did not stop, he still played softly to awaken my passion. A little hooked on the game, I became as egressive as ever.

"Sorry, dear brother." Dillah said after our heat struggle. I just kept quiet not knowing it. I still can't forgive him.

I turned my back and let out my tears, Dillah hugged me from behind. "Don't stay in Des's brother. You can't afford to go !"

"Please Des. Brother please !"

"Sister. Desi wants to stay separated from her sister if she doesn't want to stay with Elisha. And Desi won't stop you if you want to meet Azka. Brother can come when the origin is the same Elisha. On Sunday Alva picked up Desi, later the same father came to the house for Desi handover. As I was talking about yesterday !"

Dillah cried while hugging me. I also cried not hard to hold the sadness in my heart now. Whether the decision I made was right or wrong, I obviously did not want to repeat my heartache again for the second time.

Divorced ? I don't know. Maybe if Dillah still doesn't let go of Elisha, I'll back off. But if Dillah wants to let go, I'll hold on. I will wait until the birth of Elisha's son, and I will know the answer.

Sundays. Just as I said to Dillah, Alva came with my father to pick me up. Dillah cried at my father's feet and apologized to him. Alva had almost lost his patience, he almost threw his punch at Dillah if not blocked my father.

I hugged Alva and cried in her arms, she rubbed my back gently. "Lo who's patient, I'm sure you're strong !"

"Where is it ?" Ask me again. "Yes, Miss Nilam !"

Alva grabbed me by the shoulder and took me to sit on the sofa, she also took Dillah and my father.

"Honestly, Dil, I really want your thump to die right now. I can't believe that behind your affection sam adek me, there is a rot in his dalem !"

"I'm sorry Va. I was wrong !"

"Lo is wrong. It should have been all this early sari, and never do you admit anything more to my adek !"

"Prophe Va, be patient !" My father tried to break up.

"Dil. I was disappointed in you too, very disappointed. And my father hope, you sincerely Desi for you to bring home ! And if you've made your choice, you can pick up Desi again after you've completely left her."

"Dillah understand sir. Sorry Dillah !"

Before long, Dillah's parents and older brother came to my house, they immediately conferred about me and Dillah how the future. I was determined to stay back with my father and brother, even though my mother insisted on banning him.

"The key to the house is your car, it's yours. Brother will stay with mom !" Dillah said giving certificates as well as securities, savings and jewelry and other valuables mine.

"Sister can still stay here, this is sister's house too. This is brother buy money brother !" Refuse me to him to give up all that.

"Save it, it's all Azka !" His voice refused again.

I hugged Dillah tightly and kissed the back of her hand. Dillah also returned my embrace and kissed my old forehead. I hugged the Dillah family in turn.

"Kalo mom kangen saka Azka, mom can come to the father's house. Desi won't stop you, including brother. Brother never throw Azka yes brother. How also Azka's biological son, his father's brother Azka !"

Dillah cried while hugging and kissing Azka who was crying. Azka hugged Dillah tightly as I was about to take her into my car.

Dillah persuaded him and finally he wanted to get into the car that Alva was driving.

"Don't forget the father of the same mother, son. Don't forget to tell me if you're getting it. Mom's mommy drops in there sometime !" Mr. Burhan told me.

"Sorry Desi yes, sir, ma'am. Desi often ngerepotin y'all ?"

The car drove slowly followed by my in-laws driven by Andi. Brother Dina and Dillah and Mr. Burhan and Ms. Nilam can only look at my departure.