Sincerity of a Woman

MEATCOCK

Wibisono began to tell his life story as a teenager. He tried to be honest and told everything to Windu, not to find solutions or suggestions or how he could be cured. But it was more of a burden in his life all along. Wibisono has a story that traumatizes him.

"You know, I was a normal guy. She has a boyfriend, she has passion and she has lust. Rossa, yes, her name is Rossa, she is Mas's most beloved lover. Beautiful, smart, and submissive. One day, the two of us get caught up in a demonic lust and eventually Rossa gets pregnant while she is still sitting in second grade High School. At that time, Mas was chaotic, confused, confused, panicked and anxious. Mas himself just want to play and kebablasan until forgetting themselves and the risk of pregnancy is there and real. Rossa held him accountable. Mas don't want to, Mas told him to drop the contents. Until one day Rossa wanted to kill herself and it was known by both parents until both parents knew that Rossa was pregnant, and Mas had to marry her. Both of Rossa's parents came to the house, asking for responsibility not only to Mas, but also to both of Mas's parents. Until finally we married forcibly and secretly for fear of shame. Rossa dropped out of school and stayed with Mas's parents. Until one day, Rossa felt her stomach pain and came out blood that clumped like a lump of meat with a two-spot and looked long like a fetus. Mas saw it instantly nausea, fear, and trauma to date. Mas was blamed by the family and Rossa never forgave Mas because Mas was considered never willing to the child. But I have received it well. Since then, she has not been passionate about women anymore. Rossa went somewhere no news has been heard up to now. Mas always remembered that piece of meat, because Mas held it. Mas trembled wonderfully and ..." Wibisono's speech was stopped by Windu.

"Enough Mas. Windu understood," said Windu firmly.

Wibisono began to cry and shed her tears. His life was always haunted by feelings of guilt and enormous trauma that made Wibisono could not forget the events that made his heart disappointed and sick.

"You don't know what Windu feels like. You don't understand what I've been feeling until now. It was twenty years ago, but it all felt real and like it had just happened. Mas saw Rossa in pain and finally the blood clot in the form of flesh came out of his vital aera," Wibisono said with goosebumps. He still shuddered in horror remembering that day. Failing day.

"Can Windu hug Mas?" asked Windu softly. Perhaps with hugs and strokes, Wibisono's heart could calm down again.

Wibisono nodded. He needed it, some of the taste in his heart was frozen and gone.

Windu stood up and hugged Wibisono's burly body. In that embrace, Windu tried to give a gentle stroking stimulus and make Wibisono comfortable. She has studied therapy for people who have experienced trauma.

"Will it heal?" ask Windu slowly.

"Now. Really can? Mas resigned to the circumstances of Mas," said Wibisono with a little hiccup.his cry was indeed from the heart until the wounds he had left was revealed again and mental burden had dropped his pride as a man. Maybe even now he is only considered Yasinta as a useless man because of his shortcomings.

"could. Surely can. You have to be patient" said Windu slowly.

Windu loosened his embrace and sat down next to Wibisono again and tried to interact with touch. He slowly grasped Wibisono's hand and rubbed his thumb slowly and occasionally given a massage to relax his mind.

Wibisono stared fixedly at Windu. He does not know, if it turns out that he is comfortable with Windu which he considers a woman who cannot replace Yasinta and maybe only a woman who just wants to drain his wealth.

"Why do you want to help Windu? Is it because of the treasure?" tanya Wibisono accused. His mind was not stable, there was still doubt.

Windu smiled and shook his head slowly.

"For what? What Mbak Yasinta gave to the Windu family was more than enough. If Windu had to leave Mas Wibisono even now, Windu has nothing to lose. Windu can still work, or open a business with Mom to fund Mr. treatment. Windu never wanted the slightest treasure. This contract marriage is indeed the desire of Ms. Yasinta," said Windu slowly.

"No. Not at all. It was Mas's right to believe in Windu's presence or not. If you doubt, don't believe it" said Windu slowly.

Windu got up from the edge of the bed and went into the bathroom for ablution. Only by drawing closer to the creator - His heart may Windu be calmer.

Wibisono just stared at Windu. He is still in doubt, still a dilemma with new people who immediately enter his life. He needs to know Windu, knowing his daily life is not even easy to submit himself to Windu. But at least that twenty-year-old gloom could be lost from his heart by sharing.

Windu came out of the bathroom and put on his face, rolled out his alphabet and began prostrating in the third of the night.

Wibisono Hanay looked at Windu with sadness. How nice to see this Windu. It is a little different from Yasinta. Yasinta was kind, gentle, submissive but the slema in his marriage Wibisono never saw Yasinta wearing a mukena let alone prostrate in five times in each day.

A few minutes later. Windu was already sitting on the prayer mat and raised both his hands. His hope is currently only one. May this marriage be the first and last marriage for Windu. Although everything starts from bad things, Windu is determined to be a good and loyal wife and able to serve her husband.

"Do you often do this?" ask Wibisono slowly. He was afraid to still disturb Windu.

Windu turned to Wibisono and stretched out his hand and kissed the back of Wibisono's hand politely.

"Yes. This is how we draw closer to our Lord. Perhaps by praying and prostrating Windu can be calmer," said Windu slowly without intimidating.

Wibisono nodded in small understanding. He had forgotten how to prostrate. Perhaps the prayer reading was thirsty to learn again to start worship.

"Mother?" call Wibisono slowly.

"Yes?" windu replied politely.

"Can you help me? Teach Mas to be able to repent, prostrate and pray, let God forgive the sins of a-doasa Mas?" asked Wibisono in a soft voice.

His heart not only hurt but also the terrace hurt like a knife filled. All the shadows of sin in the past, it might make him feel lacking every day. Not only that, Wibisono was afraid, if his property ran out.