
Today, Maya is coming home from work longer than usual. Because, he must train his students who will participate in the volleyball tournament competition. The number of activities today made him feel very tired. Tired of his body, mind and heart. Especially at school he experienced a lot of emotionally draining things. Starting from the attitude of students who are upset, work that accumulates, not to mention he is rumored to be close to Ibrahim and must train children to play volleyball.
Maya carrying a brown chanel motif backpack. He left the office with a tired face. He is the only teacher who has not yet returned. To get rid of the silence while walking the school corridor, Maya hummed along the corridor to the parking lot. When we got to the parking lot. He got on his bike, started his engine. And started to drive that duck bike.
"eehh.. Ke, why this?" With panic Maya got off her bike. Standardize the bike, then check the motorcycle tires. "God.. It's leaking..!" His words were sad full of despair.
Huuff..
Maya took a heavy and long breath. Only five meters pushed the bike, it felt very tired. Maya did not want to ride the deflated motorcycle, fearing that the motorcycle tire was damaged and eventually replace the new tire.
"Yes God... I'm tired of making this living. Want to mate, let it be blessed..!" he shouted spontaneously while pushing his motorbike. This time, Maya takes a shortcut. To be closer to the workshop. And the road he walked was quite quiet.
"Yes God... Bring in reinforcements. I'm so tired. Want to sleep, straighten this waist." He said again, looking serious pushing the bike
"May, Maya..!"
Deg
With a heartbeat that felt quick and rhythmic, Maya raised her face. In front of him, stood the man he knew, and always wanted him to avoid.
"Sir Ibrahim." His mouth smiled thinly. And he quickly cast his eyes off Abraham.
"Motor broke down?" Ibrahim pulled his bike over. Check out Maya's bike. "Ooh.. The flat tire?"
Maya nodded her head weakly. It's Ibrahim who's still checking the tires.
"Emmm... Let me push!" Ibrahim takes over Maya's motorcycle handlebar.
With confusion Maya gives access to Ibrahim take over his motorbike to be pushed.
"Emmm.. How's Ibrahim's bike?" ask Maya with confusion. He pointed towards Ibrahim's motorbike, while walking to follow Ibrahim.
"Later, I'll pick you up again." Sahut Ibrahim is friendly, and keeps pushing his bike Maya.
Maya feels bad, especially they have passed through the housing of residents and will also pass through Ibrahim's house.
"Sir, don't go. I can do it myself!" Maya takes over the steering wheel again.
"Nothing Maya "Abra keeps control of Maya's motor handlebar.
"Sir, everything must be guarded. I don't want people talking about us." Maya says, talk to the point.
Ibrahim was silent, he glanced at Maya. Then watch around. And finally he gave the bike again to Maya. Maya quickly climbed onto the bike. And he also rode the motorbike whose tires deflated it. Let the tires get damaged.
Ibrahim was still staring at Maya's departure, until the woman disappeared at the intersection. There was a sense of sadness in his heart, as it could not help the woman.
Huuff..
Ibrahim took a deep and heavy breath. He turned his back, walked quickly to his motorbike which he parked. And he went home.
Preangg..
The cauldron floated towards him. Gratitude Ibrahim dodged, so as not to hit his face. It felt as if his blood had boiled to the crown, seeing the wife who was in fidelity before him at this moment.
"Sarifahs... What are you doing..!" shouts Ibrahim, looking intently at the wife who looks emotional.
Sarifah extended her hand. "Where, how about asking for the fry!" Sarifah spoke with emotion. He raised his hand, asking for the cooking oil he had been waiting for.
Abraham was panicked and confused. Because he forgot to buy cooking oil. This afternoon, his wife asked for cooked fried rice. When Ibrahim wanted to cook, it turned out that their supply of groceries was running out. No more cooking oil and eggs. Abraham went out to buy all of them. On the way, he meets Maya. Because of helping Maya, he forgot his purpose outside the house.
Braakkk..
Ibrahim's return door closed firmly. He chose to leave that house. To hold himself back, so as not to be provoked by his emotions over the attitude of the wife who is out of bounds. Ibrahim could not wait any longer, for the attitude of the wife, which he thought was made, to seek his attention and ask for pity. His wife was as if addicted to his disrespect.
Sarifah's illness has improved considerably. Epilepsy that he experienced as a result of brain injury experienced, when the accident did not endanger his life again, as long as the routine of taking drugs and being calm. But, apparently. Sarifah has been addicted to being spoiled by Ibrahim all this time. So, if something he wanted was not directly obeyed by Ibrahim, then he would go berserk. And when persuaded or pacified even more so. This is what makes Ibrahim bored and kind of with his marriage.
The wife should try to be patient and control herself. Don't stir up your own emotions.
Praakk..
The cauldron was thrown back at Sarifah at the door of the house. "How did you not forget to buy it. I'm so excited about Maya.!" Said the wife in a strong tone from inside the house.
Ibrahim who chose to sit on the porch chair of his house was made dizzy listening to the babbling of his wife.
"A, I want to die. Die...!" shouts Sarifah again from inside the house.
Abraham finally entered the house. His wife's threat frightened him. Because he did not want anything bad to happen to his wife.
With mixed feelings, between sad, upset and desperate. Ibrahim grabbed the body of the wife who fell in the living room.
"Here, don't be angry like this. It's not good to hear the neighbors." Ibrahim is weak. He gently rubbed the wife's back, which was already soaked in sweat.
"Pray me to die. So that you can get married again!" said Sarifah crying as she pleased in the arms of her husband.
Ibrahim stared lazily at his wife. "If I have marriage intentions again. I don't need to pray you die."
Sarifah looked at Ibrahim. Whatever her husband says, it always irritates her. "Keep why you always spread the charm on Maya. You want to tease her, right?"
Ibrahim broke his embrace from Sarifah. When I talk about Maya again, she gets upset. I don't know how many more times Ibrahim explained, if he had no intention of tempting Maya. He and Maya both teach the subject of JOK, it certainly makes them often communication related lessons.
"They're... I'm tired of Sarifah, always talking about it. I told you, if I wanted to get married again, I'd done that a long time ago. Pleases... Sarifa. Don't test my patience again. This attitude of yours makes me sick of seeing you. I can no longer guide you" Ibrahim left Sarifah in the living room. He could no longer continue to fight with his wife.
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