SECOND LOVE

CHAPTER 141

Accompanied by the friend who looked at him with pity, Nilam shed all his grief with tears of tears. My face, puffy eyes, and a hoarse voice, he did not care. To be sure he wanted to obey the wishes of his tainted heart sadly, letting the pain and helpless make his chest tight. As dozens of needles pierced his entire body simultaneously, Nilam moaned lamenting the fate of his love.

Amanda sat next to him, only occasionally saying the word patience, and sincere. The rest of the tomboy girl was just silent, unwilling to disturb Nilam whose mood was bad. Once in a while Amanda rubbed Nilam's back, as the girl was stunned with both hands hugging her knees.

Long enough Nilam made out with grief to the chest that was originally tight, began to feel light and he was free to breathe. Although his mind was still fixed on Baskara, but at least his tears had stopped flowing. The girl turned her head towards Amanda, asking the tomboy girl to sleep.

"Sleep, Nda. Tomorrow it will be morning work" he said in a hoarse voice.

"Yes, yes" said Amanda.

"I'm not pa-pa, this is going to sleep. Thank you, always keep me in any situation. Though all this time I have never helped you anything," said Nilam sincerely.

"Don't say that. Tomorrow just buy me a special martabak, as compensation tonight," said amanda while chuckling.

"Yes, tomorrow I buy it" Nilam said with a faint smile.

"Yes slept there, I'm calm. I'm not sleepy yet, want to see a movie first." Amanda justifies Nilam's pillow that was previously a mess. He wanted to make sure if his best friend was really sleeping, only then did he lay his body on his couch.

Elsewhere, Baskara had just opened her eyes when the sun had already appeared in the gaps of the trees. Dark circles under his eyes, caught Utari's attention as the man sat in the television room. But seeing the look on the face of the brother who was not friendly, the youngest of the three brothers did not dare to ask anything. He simply placed the coffee cup in front of his eldest brother, and hurried to leave.

Not long after, Madam Rahma came and sat beside Baskara. Unconcerned by the cloudy cloudiness on her son's face, the middle-aged woman said, "Where? Have you given your wife's understanding? Would he admit his mistake?" tanyanya with pongah.

The bus breathed deeply. He is restraining himself, so as not to act beyond the limits. For after all the woman before him was the one who had fought to bring him to this world.

He chose silence. Not responding to his mother's words. Choosing a sip of coffee served by Utari, trying to remove the chelate in his throat.

"Don't tell me you forgive him so easily, Bas. Remember you are the future head of the family! From the beginning you have to be firm with Nilam. I don't want to have a ghost who can't respect others! Moreover it's her own husband's family, mother ...."

"Mom! Can you please, don't talk about this first? My head is dizzy again. Lazily speaking this," Baskara cut off his mother's speech.

"Well, this is what I don't like about you, Bas! Always procrastinate resolving problems. You are too weak to deal with that woman. You realize not, if you've been made a clown like Nilam!"

"I've been trying to hold myself back since! I don't want to be out of bounds with my mom. But if this is the way, I can't stand it either, ma'am. What do you really want mom? Wrong with the mother, what is it? All this time, he always tried to please mom. Can't that make your mother's heart melt in loving her?"

"Kok you get angry with mom? I just want to make sure what Nilam's attitude was yesterday! He felt guilty for not daring to be disrespectful to mother and Utari?"

"What exactly is there to admit whose fault is it, ma'am? Nilam or mother and mother's favorite child?! I'm asking now. What did you say to Nilam? I don't think, how did she feel when she heard my mother's insults?" cecar Baskara is full of emotions.

"Why is that mean talk to him, Mom? Why is that cruel to my future wife? It's my fault with you, what?" he continued in a low tone full of disappointment.

"And now, she's canceling the wedding, ma'am. Mum satisfied? Is this what mom wants? My destruction is like this isn't it what you want?!" The sound of the bus squealing, from low-pitched, to high with the face flushed out.

Ms. Rahma looked surprised.His face paled. His mouth was locked, unable to take out a word.

"Mas! Don't be so rude like you are!" Utari suddenly came, sitting beside her mother.

"Shut up! It's all because of you!" baskara snapped at her sister.

Utari felt unacceptable, he got up and challenged his brother.

"What do you mean? Don't throw someone else's fault on your own family!" utari's opponent.

Without saying much, Baskara got up and slapped his sister on the cheek.

"It should have been, I taught you how to behave to others. From today, never show your face in front of you again. Go to your husband's house. Here you're just being toxic in the family."

said Bas then left the television room.

While Bu Rahma was increasingly surprised to find a change in Baskara's attitude that changed temperament. He only realized when Utari moaned while holding his cheek that felt sore.