Sharing Love: Backup in the Evening Time

Star Struggle

It was still morning, but the Star had already met in front of the Purnama house. Several times knocking on the door hard someone finally opened the door. His hope was instantly dashed, it was Helen who opened the door.

"What's wrong?" tanyanya ketus while folding both hands in front of his chest.

"Where is your husband?" ask the stars without further ado.

"You what?"

The stars are upset. "Damn it, a lot of it," he said.

"You'll see Purnama." The stars have gone up.

"The full moon is not home" said Helen. Then step back and close the door hard. No manners.

"Si Helen, damn it!" then he swung away.

It is free to try hard, while those who are helped are busy preparing divorce papers. Yes, the Star is trying to keep the Moon and Full household from being destroyed, but the Moon is now taking care of the letter.

"Until you don't, huh?" ask him to himself.

His head was resting on the window. His eyes were empty. Eyes that lack sleep. Last night the Moon was crying. It's so hard to close your eyes.

He took a deep breath, then he exhaled with relief. "Definitely arrived," she exclaimed with a smile.

Purnama's burly hand held the glass and sipped the orange juice. His eyes were fixed on the television broadcasting the news. However, he only looked but was not focused on it.

"Mas.." call Helen to run to the Full Moon. His ass he sat on the couch, his full-bodied hand he hugged.

"There's a love letter for Mas," his screech made Purnama raise one eyebrow.

"Letter? What letters?" ask Purnama. His brows furrowed as he opened the contents of the white letter.

Purnama observed it while reading it seriously. His forehead shriveled as he knew what he meant in the letter he was reading. He sighed while giving the letter back to his wife.

Helen read the letter. Eyes sparkling. Both corners of his lips were interested. "Mas, I have to sign!" the sarcophagus while standing but closed because Purnama quickly pulled Helen's hand until her body was back sitting.

Helen shone a light on the unfriendly face of Full. "I don't want to sign. There's no evidence that it's not my son." Purnama said loudly making hope Helen extinct.

"I'm driving the moon out, so you're the same she doesn't fight anymore."

"That doesn't mean I want to finish my relationship with the Moon." The full moon sauntered away leaving Helen pensive.

. . .

Two days passed, the situation remained the same. Tonight alone in Ms. Irma's room, the Moon contemplated staring at the ceiling of the room. His mind was not empty, it was already filled with bitterness. She imagined if only she had not married Purnama what would happen.

That delicate hand moved around caressing his stomach which started to bulge even though it was faint. His eyes held clear liquid water out of his eyes. When the tears were shed immediately he brushed them off. The moon is strong, the moon is not weak.

"You're great!" his screeches.

"Mother's son is great."

"Must be strong!"

"Can't cry!"

Her lips shriveled making her cheeks bulge. Then both corners of his lips were interested. Slowly his eyes closed with a smile etched on his face.

The baby made her strong. The moon must survive. This is the most painful for him. No longer feeling the warm rubbing from her Husband. Touch that makes the body goosebumps.

On the other hand a man was standing in the doorway with his hands clutching his cell phone. "Moon, tomorrow I promise to show this vidio to Purnama" he said with a floating smile.

"Mom support you, Bintang," said Ms. Irma from behind.

The two of them threw smiles at each other. Perhaps you could say the Star has fallen in love with the Moon since long ago and the love of the Star on the Moon is greater than the love of the Full Star. Or does Purnama have no love for the Moon at all?

His promise was kept during the day. The star believes Purnama is at home because it is Sunday. The Star's burly hand pounded on the door hard. Dai was a little upset, almost a minute no one opened the door.

There was only one housekeeper and that too if she came on a holiday like this. Mama Sinta herself is rarely at home, now she is staying at her friend's house. Maybe I'm tired of Helen.

Tok tok tok tok tok tok

Nonstop. No matter how hot his hands are. The Smile of the Star expanded as the door slowly opened.

I hang let's curiously😗

Who opened the door, huh?🤔

Helen would have failed again.