REPLYING TO MY HUSBAND'S MISTRESS

Chapters 29.

Nt3 chapter 29.

 Bima was pensive in the corner of the sidewalk, the beautiful night sky and star-studded as if laughing at his misfortune from up there.

 Dust from passing vehicles blew on his clothes and exposed face, making him look shabby with blood beginning to dry on the back of his hand.

"Bima Sir!" call a woman whose voice is so familiar in Bima's ears.

 Bima looked over and was surprised. "Elina's? how are you still here?"

 Elina crouched down on Bima's side and pulled her hand to stand up from the dirty pavement.

"I should ask you what else is here?"

 Bima laughed discordantly, more precisely laughing at himself. " Where should I go? I was kicked out with Sarah. You know for yourself that I actually have nothing if not for Sarah. I was too lulled to the point of being blind to realize everything."

 "Where are you going now?" asked Elina whose face looked puffy when hit by a car light that kept passing by on the road right next to them.

 Bima shook his head weakly, and started walking down the sidewalk. "I don't know, El. It felt like it was too late, I realized now .. when everything was no longer mine."

 Elina followed Bima in silence, they passed some food vendors on the roadside, and Elina accidentally saw Bima had swallowed her saliva while staring at the line of food.

"Then you yourself how can it still be here, El? didn't Momy Ellen take you to the police station?" bima asked as he continued his steps away from the food merchants.

"No, Sir. Ms. Ellen did take me, but not to the police station but to my house to prove my word about my sick mother" Elina said.

 Bima stopped and waited for Elina to step in. "Well, you're lucky. Sarah's family has been very kind. I was too ambitious to forget all their kindness Sarah said."

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 Bima's stomach accidentally sounded, Elina who heard it immediately felt compassion and pulled Bima into a small alley that was the direction to her home.

"Where are you taking me, El?" bima asked confusedly.

  Elina looked over and smiled. "Just come along, sir. Don't protest too much."

 Bima was finally forced to obey, because his body was also too weak to refuse.

  A simple house with lots of flowers on the terrace and the courtyard welcomes them, the shades of pink paint in the blue solids make the house look so cool and comfortable.

"This ... Whose house, El?" back Bima asked.

 Elina opened the sandals and went up to the porch. "Let's go in, sir. This is my home. Sorry if small is not as big as your house certainly."

 Bima shook her head. "Which house is it? I have a house, El. You're mocking me?"

 They laughed together as familiarity often occurs in the office, the beginning of Elina began to put a sense of silence on her boss. That is why Elina followed all the words of Bima to her, just because Elina began to put her heart on him.

"Is it okay if I come here? I'm not good, El." Bima stepped foot in doubt.

A minimalist living room welcomes them, followed by a small but comfortable living room and continues into the kitchen.

"Father wait here first yes, Elina wants to lead mom here. We eat together yes," said Elina without objection.

 Before Bima opened her voice Elina had shot towards a room and before long back again with an elderly who was believed to be her mother.

"Well sir, this is my mother's name Titin if people here call her Mbok Tin." Elina introduced her mother who seemed to still be able to hear and respond well to it.

 Mbok Tin nodded at Bima who replied to Bima with a nod as well.

"Mbok, this is Mr. Bima Elina's boss who often Elin tells the story," said Elina near the mother.

"Yes, Nduk. Ganteng yes the person, exactly rich that you often tell," said Mbok Tin lirih.

 Bima bowed in shame because it turns out Elina often talked to her mother. But of course Elina said that Bima was married so her mother did not expect more.

"Yes, I'll wait a minute ... Elina wants to prepare the food first. Just a minute, sir." Elina moved to a small pantry behind the dining table and returned with a few dishes containing the results of her cooking.

 There is kale, tempe bacem and tomato sauce. Just simple cooking but in fact the worms in the stomach of Bima thrashing want to feel it immediately.

"I'm sorry, Le. Here the food is just like this, it must be much different yes the same food you usually eat," Mbok Tin told Bima.

"Yes, Sir. Sorry but this is all Elina can cook, the end of Elina must be frugal because some of El's salary to bring the mother to treatment," Elina also said.

 A little regretful appeared in both of his clear eyeballs, because he could not serve a decent meal for people who admired him for a long time.

"Geez, no, papa Mbok, El. No papa, it is precisely me who thanks for being invited to eat here. Thank you very much me," said Bima who even felt bad.

"Well, if it's eaten, Le. Mumpung is still warm, Elina just cooked. El, please get me the name, yes" Mbok Tin said attentively.

 Elina nodded and deftly scooped the rice for Bima, following her simple side dish and gave it to Bima with her chest that was unceasingly pounding.

"Thank you, El." Bima smiled with teary eyes.

 Since a long time living in the city, wander alone makes Bima even forget what a warm family looks like. Previously with Sarah indeed Sarah always served him well and warmly, but the hardness of Bima's heart at that time made him never feel the sincerity of Sarah to him.

 Now only regret is left, there is no point in wailing. Bima subconsciously feed her food with tears in her eyes.

 They ate in silence, no one dared to ask Bima's tears. Mbok Tin and Elina cherish Bima's privacy so they just quietly let Bima with all her regrets melted into one on a plate of food that almost depleted its contents.

 But suddenly Mbok Tin felt his chest tight, so painful that his old body could no longer hold its position and collapsed under the table.

Brugh

"Oh Allah Mbok!" exclaimed Elina panicked and made Bima who was sad and merta also panic.