Noctah Black Marriage
Outside of Conjecture
“Iya, Mom. What was Dea when I was a kid?”
“Eeu ... anu, the.”
“What, Mom? Why is it unclear?”
“Photo Dea as a child no.”
“Lha, how can I?”
“Lost, yes, lost album.”
“Don't lie, Mom! Tell me the truth!” press me.
“Mothers don't lie, Mantu.”
“Say! Who is Dea?” my snapping.
“Mantu, you snapped Mom?”
“Yes. Why why anyway? Shocked? I can go further than this.” My eyes.
My emotions have really peaked into yam. It's hard to get muted.
“Dea's her brother Hans. Who else is it?”
“So I still don't want to say? Don't want to tell me?”
“What should I say? Dea is indeed his sister Hans,”.
“Instead Mother's attitude shows otherwise.”
“What does it mean?”
“Heh! Still asking what does it mean?”
“Mother really doesn't understand.”
“I'll give Hans, Mom and the Dea a calculation.” My index finger is pointing at his face.
“What calculation, Mantu? What have we done?”
“Still asking? Funny!”
I made a move and grabbed the bag to get out of this con man's house.
“Mantu,” call his mother Hans while chasing me who breezed out of the house.
“Mantu, ghost!” call him again with a shout. Because I've rang the car engine and ready to drive from the yard.
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Arriving at home I drop body weight on the mattress. My tears are shed without permission. I actually hate crying over traitorous men. But this heart is too painful. The mercilessly packed.
I'm sure Hans and Dea are okay. Dea's definitely not Hans's younger brother. Why have I been insensitive to the intimacy of the brothers? More romantic intimacy.
I remember the used contraception I found in this room. There really is no morality if my husband does together \*\*\*\*\*\* Dea in my bed.
“Oh Lord .. what less have I been all this time? I was so royal to all of them. So all this time I've been financing my own husband's affair? Miris!”
Suddenly I thought of Mami and Papi in the neighboring country. Even when I was stubbornly I refused their invitation to move there. I don't want to be separated from Hans.
Until I finally decided to accept his proposal. Even though the parents clearly do not approve. I remained reckless. Since then, our relationship has been poor. Last time I met was on my wedding day. It has been five years since we met each other.
Now it feels so sorry for not obeying and listening to them. But it's all too late. I'm really embarrassed to have to call Mami all of a sudden. It is better for this household to suffer myself, my own responsibility. After all, it is a risk for the decisions taken.
I didn't expect to have this much stock of tears. Both eyes were very sore. But it hasn't died down either. Plus now, the two cursed creatures are busy vacationing in Bali with capital money from me.
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I opened my eyes slowly. Blinked with glare by the morning sunlight that barged in through the window. I'm getting out of bed. As the feet hit the floor, the two netra caught a self-reflective figure in the mirror. Pale face, frowny hair, swollen eyelids and withered gaze. Almost like a depressed person.
I immediately undressed and entered the bathroom. Under the sower I'm back sobbing. However, this will be the last one. I hope that all the grief and grief are eroded by the water that flows through the body.
Half an hour passed. Now in front of the mirror. Shake yourself as usual. The ombre lipstick made my sensual lips look fresh. I'm getting a little pink blush to the cheekbones. The two corners of the raised lips published a smile for this morning.
The decision is unanimous. I don't think I need an explanation from him. I don't want this heart to waver anything else. Then I'll kick him when I get home. Expel it without a single item participating. Because everything in this house belongs to me, including the expensive clothes in the closet.
There was still a day before the man came home. Today I will prepare documents to claim for divorce. The original marriage certificate, KTP, KK and photocopies have been collected in one map. Now I have to go to the village first to make a certificate.
The shirt I wore today was dark brown. Of course the bag that I will see the color must be matching. I opened a closet where I kept a collection of branded bags. However, the brown milk bag I was looking for was not in place.
I haven't used that bag in a long time. But, I'm sure I always keep it here. repeatedly my eyes swept through the rows of bags. Who knows if my eyes missed it.
“Ah, where, anyway? No, no.”
I open the other closet. It may have been wrong to keep. I won't find it either. Now Hans's only closet is my only hope. I hope the bag is there. It's a pity that it's gone. It was a bag, the price was quite fantastic even though the model was very simple. It was because I fell in love the first time I saw.
Kusibak-sibak a row of Hans shirts hanging. I looked at every corner in the closet. What I'm looking for is still missing.
“Where, anyway? So strange. Did Hans sell it? Or did Meti steal it before he escaped?” I'm dumbbells myself. “Arghh!”
I was so upset I just broke into Hans' closet. The clothes I pulled from the hanger to a mess.
Guprakk! Hangers made of wood fell. I picked up some rough and threw it in the closet.
There was a sound of Bipp.
I stepped closer into the three-square-meter cabinet that almost touched the ceiling of the room. This classic-style cabinet, Hans used to order special from his best friend's furniture store.
I traced the sound that accidentally came out due to the hanger throw. “Where did ya come from? What's the sound, anyway?”
There was nothing in the closet. But I'm sure I didn't hear wrong. Even though the sound was slow, my hearing was still normal enough to reach him.
I took another three wooden hangers, I threw them back exactly as before.
Bipp! I throw it again and again.
The same sound came out. I noticed the wall clingings of the inner cupboard that were the target of the throw. Out of curiosity, a prank of the surface that looks flat with a little pressing.
Something happened. It was so unexpected that my body jumped backwards.
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