Pasung Tuan Muda's
82. The Steel Hearted Duda
Mario POV
Along with a photo I took a few days ago from a book, I will now ask the person directly. However, it feels like this mouth feels very weak to start with. Every night I unfolded the photo and stared intently at the face of someone in the portrait.
Several times this netra wanted to turn away the premonition, his running would still be fixed on Revan. The mind still feels very curious about what I want to say, in addition to wanting to maintain the privacy of others, I also do not want to be considered too kepo on the affairs of the household Revan. As a result of the sudden awkwardness appeared, I felt very afraid to say.
The photo I took from Anissa's diary shows a woman's mess when she was taken. However, why does Anissa seem to demonize the man in a book and want revenge. As a man and now as a father, I felt so strange and so curious as to why Revan could be so close to Anissa.
What exactly happened to Revan, and who Anissa and Marissa were. All need answers to the relatedness of the diary book that was read at a glance, coupled with a photo that had been torn slightly on the face. However, from his styles, the man was the same as Revan's stature.
When we were already in a space that was only witnessed by nature, the mouth silenced and wanted to not say the taste of the kepo. However, I have to ask him about this. Anissa is a very kind, gentle child, and her mother I know is also very well mannered. It is impossible that Anissa wants to do harm to others, let alone that she is Revan— my co-worker.
As long as I knew Marissa, she never told me who her ex-husband was. However, based on the words of Anissa through the diary, all there is a connection to Revan.
“Pak Mario, why did you just shut up from earlier? Kok, I was just told to stare at your face?”
The words came spontaneously, making me break the daydream. “Ah, i-iya, Sir. Sorry if I think too long, you are confused to say what.”
“Emang What do you think about me?” tanya Revan is full of probes.
“Ti-no, sir, just wanted to ask you something. But I don't think I can ask about other people's persona. Because I want to treat my sense of kepo that is too deep,” my word while scratching my head several times, I feel very embarrassed and awkward.
“Pak, you why? How come his face was suddenly scared? If you want to talk and ask questions, go ahead. Part ... I don't eat people, really, we both eat rice.” After saying that, Revan began to throw away his jaim gaze and like someone else who needed an explanation.
This crazy guy, handsome-looking but looks like a ho-mo just know not. Where to throw a little smile again, ta-but wait a minute. Ah, Revan was a ho-mo boy, all right? Nowadays, that can happen to anyone. As far as I know, Revan is a real man who still likes women. Or he just made it a mask, huh? And this is the reason she's been out of bed all this time, my mind is in sync.
After a few minutes of inner dialogue, I felt very strange with Revan's gaze just now. An unusual glimmer of eyes that broke the limits of my charisma as a real man. From outside the door, there was a sound of someone walking into the room. While I, still do not want to finish the conversation with him.
“Excuse ..!” shouted someone who from his tone was Rizal.
“Masuk ... door not closed,” I replied gently.
Then, Revan squealed on his stool. As a result of Rizal's arrival, the conversation had to be silenced for a moment. The man who decided to stop working a few weeks ago is back. I don't know what eventually led him to stop and flinch his gaze.
“Oh, sa-I haven't. Ah, okay, please then.” After saying that, I let Revan go.
To this day, he escaped the question just now. Because I felt it was so sensitive and so private, that I let him get out of the room quickly. After the door closed, I was still staring at Rizal who had raised his face like he wanted to shed tears.
“Rizal, why are you?” ask, “Is there any more problems? Said he wanted to go abroad?”
Questions started my words this time, but the other person just shook his head and didn't say a word. What was surprising was that both of his hands looked so flushed like sharp incisions. Out of curiosity, I looked closer to just looking at his hand.
“Your hand why this? Kok, like people who want to kill themselves.” I searched for a moment, then, “kan, I told you, if you do not leave this office. As difficult as anything still faces, problems need a way out, not even go without knowing where. Here is our company, you already I consider siblings.”
“Ma-pardon me, Boss. Forgive me ...!” Rizal also rested while grasping both hands very tightly.
Unexpectedly, I heard the heartfelt groan of a man who was in deep disappointment. As long as I have lived in this world, I have never heard a man cry. But this time is different, if Rizal is so sincere in his tears. His pity, concern, and everything he went through was exactly the same as what happened to me back then.
This is the reason I maintain my widower status, because it is still traumatic for a woman. However, on the other hand, I still need a woman who will give her own color in this life. To start close to women, it still feels like pulling a kite.
Like Rizal in his marriage, the woman treats her husband like an animal. Even hitting, and cursing as he pleased. Not only that, his entire salary runs out to pay for the other men out there.
“Zal, stop. You don't have to lament that life is so weak, so get up. You are a man, the matter of fact makes the human heart more resilient, not even weaker.” Using my right hand, I touched his shoulder.
“Ta-but, Bang, I can't be like you. My heart broke when I found out that my wife chose another man over me. Maybe this problem looks light to a tough guy like you, but not to me.” After saying, Rizal opened his tears with both hands.
“Iya, I know of it. You must be able to control your emotions, not be provoked by satanic trickery. Look at this, your hand has been slashed by a knife. Surely you want to kill yourself, right, want to go to hell why the responsibility. Here, lock the door to the tenth floor attic. Just jump from the tenth floor of the company, guaranteed you will die without torturing yourself.”
“Bang, why are you so, sih.” Rizal looked at my face with a small smile.
I raised Rizal's body and hugged him for a moment.
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