Sharing Love: Backup in the Evening Time

Expelled month

Just opened his eyes but his brain was told to think. Still in a semi-conscious state, the Moon saw the Full Moon standing in front of the closet. The Purnama movement still looks blurry. The surprised moon sat down her body.

"Mass?" the Moon lirih.

"Mas Purnama, what's the matter?" call him but Purnama seems mute, just look no.

The moon came down from the bed and walked closer to Purnama. "Mas," called out to him once more in a louder voice.

The moon was impatient, the Full Arm he pulled until the movement of Purnama stopped.

"Mas, why did you put my clothes out?" The sound of the Moon trembled yet the Full Heart remained stiff.

After pausing for a moment Purnama continued. Moved the clothes of the Moon from the cupboard to the suitcase. The moon as if mute, her body stiffened at the sight of her Husband who was like holding back anger.

Purnama thrust the suitcase on the Moon. The Moon's eyes rounded in shock, her lips gaping, her head shaking rapidly.

"Mass? Do you want me to get out of here?" ask the Moon in a soft voice.

"Go!" said Purnama with a slow voice but can make the Moon turn in shock.

The moon shook his head. The full moon breathed a heavy breath. Before spraying the Moon with his anger. "GO!" the impact made the Moon jump in shock.

The clear details dripped from his eyes. Grievous. Her chest feels tight. His vision became blurry as the tears welled up.

"Sorry, Mom..." The limp steps of the Moon now either go where. It was almost midnight and her husband kicked her out. He lost again to Helen.

His feet were now on the ground outside the house. His tears waved at the mansion of Mr. Purnama Bimangkara who had driven him out loud and without feeling and clear reason.

So great was his love for Helen that he made his first wife now hanging on the road with a suitcase that he dragged limply. His eyes circulated deliberately looking for shelter. A cold wind began to sneak into the clothes, not knowing the place and not knowing the time.

His weak footsteps came to a halt when he saw the feet of the man standing before him blocking the path. "Mas, can you step aside?" say Moon.

"No" replied the man. A voice familiar to the Moon made him look up. The handsome face of the Star was clearly displayed before him. His gaze felt warm.

The moon is back. His sobs began to be heard by the stars. However, the Star sensibly pulled the Moon into his arms. Something the Stars desperately wanted long ago, hugging the Moon and providing warmth.

"Pathetic, huh?" the Moon in the arms of the Stars.

"Very," replied the Star, making the Moon's cry even more broken.

The Star's burly hands gently stroked the Moon's back. If only he could kiss her now.

"It's crying" he said, making the Moon nod.

The Breath of the Moon. His hand pushed slowly the Star's body. His eyes were shining warmly on the eyes of the Stars.

That burly and delicate hand stroking the Moon's cheeks made him crumble. His heart trembled, his burden as if to be driven away by the Stars.

"Have you eaten?" ask Stars.

The moon shook her head, she was honest about it.

"Okay, now you're staying home, will you?" freshwater Stars.

Both corners of the Moon were interested, then nodded quickly. "Thank you" cried the Moon.

"Actually I've been watching you ever since there was a commotion. Mother told me to."

"Mom Irma?" the Moon's cry gaped. Stars nodded.

They walked because Ms. Irma's house was not too far away. The cold night made the Moon shiver, especially the quiet streets accompanied by dark skies.

. . .

The moon was lying on top of Ms. Irma's bed. The star stood in the doorway, the Star's gaze fixed on the pale face of the Moon. Ms. Irma compresses the Moon, for some reason even though the air is cold but the Moon's body temperature is very hot.

Ms. Irma stood up, then went out of the room leaving the Moon and the Stars alone. The star walked over and sat beside the Moon.

"Star, can you help me?" ask the Moon with a trembling voice.

"What?" ask the stars back.

The moon highlighted the Star's eye bead with a serious look. "Can you please take care of the divorce papers?"

"I promise you I'll find proof soon of the false accusation."

"I promise." The star emphasized his words. The moon turned her face. Shame, very shy.

"Udah is no longer useful. Free," cried the Moon.

"Don't lie about your feelings. You are still in love, and there is the blood of the Full Flesh in your belly."

The moon does not budge. Heart's shaking. "Why Mas Purnama is not like you, anyway," he grumbled.

"The full moon. Stars are stars."

The two of them threw smiles at each other. The flashing star of one eye makes the Moon crumble. Then the stars left.

Pensive moon. The second time he hugged himself tightly. His head was hidden in it.

"The moon!"

The moon flinched in shock suddenly hearing a loud voice calling out his name. Ms. Irma came and hit the Moon's arm leaving the Moon confused.

"You're pregnant, you can't sit like that!" reprimand Ms. Irma.

"I'm sorry, the moon doesn't know" he said lowered his head.

"Can't be sad! The baby will cry in the stomach and then the stomach will be flooded Moon."

"Mom, can you..." Ms. Irma invited the laughter of the Moon.

Both laughed loudly. Broken, atmosphere broken.

. . .

The bright morning. Birds singing with their mermen. The moon stretched its muscles in front of the bedroom window enjoying the fresh air. His hand moved his eyes.

The star was already up and just left making the Moon narrow its eyes. I don't know where he's going.

The star steps are fixed on the florist, of course to work. The star kindly greeted his boss. His hand moved to arrange several pots that were below.

A pair of lovers holding hands stole the Star's attention. A face that was no stranger to him. The man he was looking for.

"Helen?" mumbling slowly. The trap was right, it was Helen with a man and joined in affectionately.

Not long after they both left. Don't forget the Star took the photo because it couldn't go following the two of them.

The mind of the Star is always haunted throughout the activities it performs.

When returning home from work, the star was again presented with the view. Helen joined hands with a man but the man this time was different from the previous one. It made the stars curious. He walked towards the cafe that the two had entered.

When in the view of the Star is inseparable from Helen's sweet attitude to the man. The star's eyes widened when she saw Helen peeking at the man's cheeks. Not once but five times did Helen do that in turn.

"Honey, this is your child wants to eat," said Helen from sebrang made the stars jump back in shock.

The star's eyebrows intertwined, her eagle eyes staring intently at Helen's movements. His hand reached into his jacket pocket and picked up a cell phone. His cell phone camera was his life and he pointed it at Helen.

"Don't till Purnama finds out," cried the man who was in front of Helen.

"Relax, he won't know." Helen and the man smiled sideways at the same time.

"By the way, where's the month you live?" ask the man.

"There was in the house of his mistress" said Helen curiously.

"Okay, we do it before they both get divorced" said the man.

"Of course, I'm not satisfied with hurting the Moon yet."

The Star's heavy hand clenched tightly. When he wanted to stand he accidentally nudged an employee who brought drinks. Of course the drink spilled. Fortunately, Helen did not pay attention to that.

The star apologized, then went out of the cafe.