Pasung Tuan Muda's

85. I'm Not Shy About Being a Widow

MARissa POV

“Risma, take me away from here. I do not want to linger with animal-hearted humans like him,”, I said while wanting to end the position of budding.

“Mbak, don't say that, pity this Mas waited here a long time ago. Are you sure you want to leave it?” haggar Risma while looking at me full of search.

“I'm sure, Ris. If you want to be here, please. But don't stop me from leaving,” my sambar while wanting to walk in the daze and touch the walls of a corridor.

Suddenly, a gentle touch landed on my right shoulder. Feeling very curious, I stopped my steps for a moment. From the netra tail, the man who had been in a further position, was getting closer. Yeah, he's Revan—my ex-husband.

Then I flung his hand away, for a god who was not a muhrim was haram for me. Moreover, he is the cause of the destruction of this life, as much as possible I remain strong and reject all his apologies. The heartache that had ingrained the flesh could not then just melt away, all would remain the same even though he cried blood and rested before me.

“Marissa,” call Revan very slim.

“Release, Mas! You don't have to stop me from getting out of here, because you're just making a cut in my life.”

“Ta-but, Mar ... I still want to be with you, don't you stop me from coming back and building our love story. However, one day we will face a big problem if we are not together,” he said a little forcing.

“No! You're wrong if the problem should be me natural. Because long ago, only you dared to play with fire. If indeed eventually a big problem will be encountered, I ask God that you alone experience it. Because dajal followers are humans who dump his wife still in pregnancy,” concluded me again.

Hearing that remark, Risma was wide-eyed as if astonished. All this time I covered up the big DISGRACE I was going through, but not today. Everything that happened was revealed again, because these emotions and souls were not able to withstand all the nonsense that Revan said.

In order not to have many questions about the household, I also tried to walk away from the man who had once been an ex-husband. Right on the threshold of the highway, it turned out that the taxi that had been ordered by Risma had been waiting for us to leave immediately.

“Mar, don't do this to me,” hold Revan again.

Without answering, I shook the hand of the thin-moustached man as he walked a little faster. Just to the right, Diman—a former security guard post in my house used to be unmoved without a word. In fact, his presence was none other than that of a beggar.

But I took him home to give him a job. Naas, when I was depressed by an event, she instead helped Revan to put me in the basement. What an animal-like human being has been present around my life at this time. We had a disagreement and at first glance I threw a sharp look at him, but he just looked up and turned back.

“Still living you apparently, Man?” tanyaku brief.

“Nyonyah, ma-maaf—

“You I will never forgive, your ignorant nature will be rewarded by God. Do you remember who you were before I got hired at home, in the next few months you will feel a real sense of revenge. Remember that!” hardikku while pointing at the interlocutor using fingers.

“Mbak, already. Yuk, we just go from here,” take Risma.

“Iya, Ris. I'm sick of seeing their faces, let the time and God reply.”

Quickly, the two of us walked towards a yellow taxi. Before entering, I glanced at Revan at the end of the corridor. Since our departure, he seemed to be crying and would not leave. While Diman, he was just staring without any movement at all. Then Risma took me into the car, and we sat down next to each other.

“Mbak, don't think about the problem. I know that Mbak is still thinking about the words that came out with the story of the past. I'll keep this matter tight, and won't go to people's mouths.”

“Risma, if you want to divulge my past, go ahead. Because I don't care about life anymore. The Lord did not sleep, he heard the prayer of his persecuted servant.”

Finally our words stopped after the red light, the taxi driver silenced while monitoring from the rear view of the front car. Today, the city looked very quiet, there was no traffic jam at all. However, my heart felt very full and wanted to vent all that anger.

However, at least I was satisfied with cursing Revan earlier. As much as possible I remained calm and cheerful, so that Anissa would not be more worried at home with what had happened. When we arrived in front of the yard, the taxi stopped on the sidewalk.

“Mbak, we're home. Come on, come in,” take Risma.

“Iya, Ris.” Then, Risma also helped me to lift my shoulders and both hands.

“Down slowly, Mbak,” said Risma.

“Ris, don't carry me. Shy to see people, I can walk by myself.”

“Mbak, really care what people say. I feel so guilty about you, anyway. What makes Mbak's woe is me,” he said again.

“Nothing is wrong, because it's lucky I put it this way.”

Risma also paid for a taxi and we entered the courtyard by walking a little. However, the door of the house was unlocked and a red car was plastered in the front yard.

To my great astonishment, Anissa never brought any male friends home. Moreover, the house is still in a state of silence, because I know, if Anissa does not want to be friends because she is very happy to be alone.

“Mbak, whose car is this? How, so good?” tanya Risma.

“Mbak also does not know, Ris.”

“Is this a car belonging to Mbak Anissa's girlfriend, wah .. this rich man's daughter-in-law, Mbak.”

“Hus! Anissa couldn't have brought a boy home if there wasn't a mother. Probably a girl friend,” I said.

Without prolonging the debate, we also made sure and crossed the red luxury car. Right in the doorway, Anissa seemed to be speaking very slowly, as if whispering.

“Assalammualaikum ..” my sap in unison with Risma.

“Wa’alaikumsalam ..” said they were in unison as well.

Then, Anissa raised her body. Looking from both of her net, she was like she was about to cry and her expression changed completely. However, the position of my only way child was still unmoved without being able to inching to meet.

“Darling, you why?” my many.

“Ma-Mama ..!” he shouted as he ran and hugged my body very tightly.

So happy, we hugged not long. Like someone who hasn't met in years. This afternoon makes me happy, can breathe the air of the house and meet the beloved daughter.

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