Pluviophille Love Story's

Chapter 36's

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My butterflies were sore at hearing that shitty machine again, bleeding, eclampsia, I don't know how many diseases are now swarming my best friend, the Goddess.

Looks like he's comfortable sleeping with some tools that some time ago attached to Dad's body.

“Naya”

I rushed into the arms of Mama Susi “Yang patient ya Ma, Dewi just sleep ajar kok” said I strengthen Mama, although I myself am not sure my efforts succeed, Dewi just sleep, because I was afraid that something scary would happen to the Goddess.

“Yes dear, pray Goddess yes?”

“Iya Ma”

“You've seen Sean?”

“Sean?” many reassuring.

Mama Susi nods “The first child of the Goddess and Alan”

“Later to see Ma, Mama has eaten?” I was given a slow ring, I sighed softly, I also would not have appetite, but we could get sick if we ate too late, plus had to keep the sick in the hive house of disease.

“How can you eat Nay, your child is not conscious, your grandson is lying weakly in the incubator, this old man is just waiting for death while those whose journey is still long do not know the fate of how” tears also invite my tears, mama Susi's moans look sad to have to watch her two favorite people bet their lives at the same time.

“But Mama still have to eat, who will welcome Dewi and Baby Sean if Mama limp due to fatigue?” my Holiness mentions two names for which we pray for his salvation at all times.

“Naya want cementin right?” I am glad to nod.

We walked side by side while telling the story that was still related to the Goddess and Baby Sean, until a human body silhouette that I knew made me slow down.

“Loh Nay, you are still there, he said he wants to eat?” reprimand Mama to me, sure enough our distance is far, when you want to make sure, there is nothing there, maybe hallucinations alone.

“Iya Ma briefly”

We continued our way back to the cafeteria, I kept thinking about that figure, who came back to refer to one name that was very painful to me.

Why should it be now?!

***

The day had changed, I was ready to go home to Alan and Mama Susi, but it feels hard to leave the Goddess with such circumstances and have to go home to meet Mas Panji who has hurt me directly.

Considering that the incident that night made my chest full again, he, my husband preferred to leave me, even Mas Panji did not at all look for me who was forced to stay at the hospital because of worry about the condition of the Goddess.

My position has been replaced.

I violently wiped away the tears that without my permission fell crying over such a jerk like Panji!

I chose to calm myself by sitting in the garden waiting for the sun that still shyly greeted the world.

The high heels I took off, my bare feet touched the cold dew in the grass, fresh air filled my chest cavity in place of the tightness that had been stuck up since.

I'm tired, can't I replace the Goddess lying down with those boring tools? I really want to live in peace, just like before my father left, and before Mas Panji came like a hero who ended up hurting.

“I miss dad” I cried as much as I could, the quiet atmosphere made me dare to cry in public places, things I never did before.

If only I had never thought of marrying Mas Panji, I would still be able to laugh even though I still lost Dad in the end.

The cold this morning did not necessarily cool my burning heart from getting hurt again.

Until I felt something was surrounding me.

He's comin!

My tears were getting broken, I threw away the jacket she was wearing on my shoulder and chose to stay away from her, why is it such a pleasure to come to me lately?!

“Nay, wait!” I don't care to speed up my steps, I know it's not how much he thinks is running towards me.

Grep's!

His hand-check made me turn to look at him furiously.

“What the hell do you want?!” I snapped, she looked at me gently, I already did not care about that gaze, the gaze that made me fall on her and ended up being dumped by the same person, Galang.

“I just want to apologize” I smiled mocking him, sorry he said?!

“Until anytime I won't want to apologize you” I replied mercilessly.

“Then I will continue to chase you until you sorry I” he said in a flat tone like not provoked by my emotions.

“As of you!”

It is easy to say sorry after he seemed to play with my feelings, the shadow that I saw some time ago was right, Galang has returned.

Without going home, I set out to be quiet for a moment. After meeting with Galang, I did not want to make my day more bleak by meeting one more man who could destroy my mood.

I don't want to mention his name.

Kenjeran beach surabaya be my choice, I want to spend time here for a moment before returning to reality that might hurt me again.

When the sun began to say goodbye, something pushed me to go home, although it felt reluctant but I remembered my obligation as a wife, before returning home I took the time to shop for the needs of the house that began to run out.

“Dad we buyin Ibun brown yu!” the exclaiming of a small child with an adorable voice diverted my attention that was hunting for a light snack.

The boy seemed comfortable in the arms of the father who passed before me cheerfully.

A kid.

Unknowingly I stroked my flat stomach, would there someday be a baby left here? Would my husband love her like that man even though this child was born from my womb?

The shadow of that night as he left me was clearly twisted back in my memory, he even without bothering to explain what happened and left me like a fool.

With a wry smile I wish there were no children among us, not to dislike children, but not to want one day my son will be hurt by an argument or even our separation.

After finishing my shopping, I went home, there were no cars parked in the front yard, which meant that Mas Panji was not home.

I entered a house I hadn't been to all day.

Chilly.

My gaze fell on the packet of snacks that Mas Panji ate while waiting for me to dress up, now filled with ants.

My step up the stairs to our room, the towel that Mas Panji said he would hang after dinner we were still in place even though it was not wet anymore.

I went back down and checked the dining table, even the cake that he made a surprise earlier that night was still intact with fruit that began to mold.

I sat there staring at the stale cake in front of me, all I saw was referring to one bitter conclusion I had to accept.

Mas Panji did not come home after chasing after the woman.

TB