
I was wondering something I didn't even want to imagine,
Trying to play with infinite delusion,
Groping everything I could never reach
You exist, but feel distant
Talk to each other but the heart is busy guessing
So far we step, if tired then stop for a moment. Not to give up, but to be grateful for what we have achieved.
If we should be there, then
Hold my hand once more with the same confidence
That we were created to collect what used to be scattered.
I'm your backbone, though,
And you're my rib..
..........
"Neng knows what makes Akang fall in love with Neng?" Doni looks like laughing, looking for memories that have been past in his memory.
..........
"The ring is sincere. Maybe other people who do not know Neng closely, must think Neng is too innocent. Or even stupid." Doni chuckled, when he finally found one. But it is the biggest reason to choose Citra to accompany fulfilling half the way.
"Neng Mah always treats others well, even though Neng is not treated the same..."
But there is still no answer.
Finally silence ruled. No more conversations, just passive conversations. Because only Doni, while Citra does not chimed. Now they are locked in silence. Backing each other at the same door, Citra in the room while Doni outside. Then choose to lean on hope to understand each other's feelings.
Citra is still young, married for a lifetime of corn but has had to deal with strange problems without experience. Stuttered He hesitated to want it himself, his heart was so longing but his brain still remembered the pain when betrayed. For him there are no hard problems to solve, all can still be forgiven as long as not about other women. Unfortunately, her husband even violated the most severe abstinence.
Although there was no touch, even though he only drove home because of accident, even though he only loaned money for reasons of pity, but he felt his pride as a wife had been surpassed.
"Neng.." her husband's voice rattled. While inside there Citra was forced to bite her lips to hide the stuck sobs. To forgive or choose to forget is just as hard.
"Miss.. Sorry Akang yah? I begged Neng.." her husband groaned again, as if he had forgotten his maleness..
"A promise not to do that again?" Finally Citra made a sound too after being silent for two days.
"I swear Neng, Akang promise." he said while standing and sticking ears on the door leaf afraid he heard wrong.
When the sound of the key was opened, almost Doni jumped in excitement. Impatiently he immediately pulled the door handle, along with Citra who also pulled it from the inside. No doubt, there was an interesting pull between the two that made the door so difficult to open. When Doni let go, the image was the same. Ah, miss it feels so sweet.
"Miss... Unfortunately Akang." said Doni as soon as the door opened. Pain hit the chest when found the eyes Citra moist and still dewy.
The image immediately poured into her husband's arms, and spilled the rest of the sedu sedan there. Doni greeted warmly with the same cry. Happy crying.
Love is absurd, right? How could they still miss each other even though one of them was wrapped in disappointment? Even just hate that makes a strong reason to turn away, it never seems to cross at all. Fortunately, the heart is blessed with a forgotten nature. Even though he was scratched, wounded, even smashed to pieces he remained faithful. In accordance with its nature as a place where all tastes come down, it will find a way to heal even though it is not the same anymore. Instead of running away and forgetting, he will even be stronger.
****
Later that night when Citra tidied up the clothes she had put carelessly into the bag, Doni asked
"Neng, if you can tell, where did Neng Teh actually go?"
"Why if there is no purpose, Neng is determined to go?" Investigate Doni again.
"Otuh da sebel Neng teh, it's been mah from yesterday afternoon made a sprain, ehh no WA no important entry into the hape Akang.." Citra replied with a choked voice, yet her eyes flashed furiously.
"Why is it bad?"
"Tuh the Mira was angry with Neng, said Neng who did not know himself because he was not given money. Kopl*k pisan jelema tea.!" The meaning just slid from the mouth of Citra.
"Astagfirulloh, is that really Neng tea?" Doni's voice sounded furious. "When only yesterday Mira tea tea pinjem money from Akang." Now Doni feels even more sorry for being cheated raw.
The image could only snort in annoyance when her husband re-embed the wound he was trying to forget.
"Issshh really, really, that Mira Tea. Kirain Akang tea really he again need to urge so dare nyamperin to the office as well, tunya emang crocodile.!"
"Yesterday actually fit to read WA Akang, Neng tea to the house of Teh Mira want to ask what it means to WA rich so to the husband of people. But just as Neng gedor-gedor the door of his house, the person even does not exist" The image scowled annoyed "want to fight, fight all of you, already kagok.!"
"Ohh, the beaches fit Akang well pray, Neng is not there." Doni nodded in understanding."Does Neng dare to do that? Never get angry at people?"
"Well, Neng is really ready for combat. It's so sprained. Tea Mira tea actually likes pinjem money, Kang. A Iwan too. Not to mention his children asking for food, making the refrigerator, Neng can only be fed. But if you have dared to ngusik mah household, different again the story.!"
Doni could only gawk in shock at his wife's explanation. Actually he does not matter if the money he gives is used by Citra, including lending money, after all Citra never lies either. But when he heard the behavior of his neighbors like that, Doni did not mind feeling sincere too. It's like helping a dog get pinched, which when free even bites.
"Yes already, if later Mira Tea make another act, Neng do not hesitate to volunteer. Because people like that must be taught a lesson. Later if her husband gets angry, Akang's part goes forward."
The image nodded steadily. From now on he must be brave, so as not to be underestimated. Moreover, their homes are clinging, it is not impossible that there will be friction sooner or later.
*****
The next day when Citra went to the stall to shop, suddenly came Teh Mira who unceasingly pulled her arm violently. When they faced each other, Teh Mira just got angry.
"Heh Citra, you're a slanderer. By the way are you your husband until he gets angry at me.!"
An unexpected image would come under attack suddenly, only able to stagger at first. But when Teh Mira so presumptuously cursing and pointing his face in front of a lot of people, do not mind making Citra emotions explode as well.
"What does tea mean? If you want me to be angry instead of Teteh. Don't know shy nyamperin to the office husband people just for money pinjem. I'm with his wife, the debt hasn't been paid yet.." The image screamed out loud, straight to the core of the problem. The mothers who were there seemed shocked to hear the words Citra, some were whispering with friends next to her.
"Are you afraid you're not getting paid Cit? Try to tell me how much I owe to you, later I will pay all the same debt to your husband. That money is your problem Cit. You hick, never hold money.." Mira tea ruffled waist.
"Hey Mira, do I have a debt to pay?" Shouted the mother behind the trading table. "Wait has not been paid for a long time, you think the contents of my shop can ask the same people? Don't know your shame well, it's so wrong even nyolot again.!"
"Yes, the debt to me is just a promise. Don't know when he's paid?" Neni Tea chiming.
"Iihh basic hick, later all my debt is the same you all I pay. Just calm down do not be afraid, for this Mira is a very small debt, nothing.!" Said Teh Mira while flicking her thumb towards the pinky to fight each other.
"Not much talk Tea, if you are a small payment. He thought I didn't need what? Once you don't know the shame of being shameless, you actor.!" Cita said then glared at him.
"What did you say? You snot don't know yourself.." Mira tea pushed forward to reach Citra's hair, but Citra more swiftly kicked the stomach of Mira Tea first. Without mercy, Mira Tea fell on a basin filled with chicken and fish, followed by a loud thud. When he was about to wake up, Mira Tea Shoulder stepped on the image that made the owner complain of pain.
"Udah, it's Cit.. Istigfar" Teh Neni hugged Citra's stomach from behind when he saw Citra was already planning to kick Teh Mira again. While Teh Mira himself was lying holding the shoulder and stomach that was stepped on and kick from Citra. Not to mention the buttocks that feel linu due to falling down and hit the basin.
He stood with great difficulty, for no one reached out to help him.
"Well you Cit, I'll reply you.!" Her cry before leaving was greeted by the choir of mothers who cheered her.
"Huuu...."
After the death of Mira Tea, Citra immediately sat down weakly while crying. His hands were still trembling, a sign that the anger in his chest had not completely gone away. But somehow he felt a little relieved because of the annoyance that he had been damning all this time, had been ventured even though it had to be a spectacle.