The Love Story of Single Parents
Chapters 185. A Relief
Chapters 185. A Relief
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" The one who laughs a lot, is often the one who has had the most miserable experiences!"
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After applying the cream to her face, Dhira now crept onto the bed and leaned on the shoulder of her husband who was also sitting nyender in the pile of their mattress pillows.
" Dear!" abhimanyu said as he held his wife's body into his arms. The thing you often do before going to bed is talk.
Talk about anything about his busy life, his wife's busyness that day. He wanted to make his life's experience of failure as good a teacher. And one of the foundations of the household is a well-established communication.
" Hmmmm?" Dhira who was busy pulling the blankets was only ham hem ham hem.
" The day after I fly to BL city!" abhimanyu stroked Dhira's hair.
" Suddenly?" Dhira stared at the handsome face of her husband who had been bare-chested. The man's habit of sleeping, never wearing top clothes.
" The Devan forgot to tell. Pity that he's heartbroken like, work so out of focus!" Abhimanyu chuckles.
" Mr. Devan is handsome even though mas, why is his fate tragic so?"
" CK, you can't praise another man. You said Devan was handsome, and I never praised you!"
" Good God, it's true that Mr. Devan is a gant...!"
Abhimanyu serious with his words, he did not like his wife's lips mention the advantages of other men in front of him. Abhimanyu stuffed his wife's mouth with a hot kiss.
" Mmmmmm!" Dhira hit her husband's muscular arm, as he was out of breath.
Abhimanyu smiled as he took off his kiss.
" It can't be so!" Dhira frowned annoyed.
" I told you, don't call other men by all their merits. I'm jealous of Dhir!" abhimanyu.
" That's just so!" Dhira now has a bad head. Then how else should he be?
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Dananjaya
Tonight the pair of Nestapa man's eyes don't want to be closed. He grabbed a jacket and grabbed a car key on the nightstand next to his bed.
Danan's look now looks unnatural. The thin sideburns around his jaws look unkempt. The man also looked somewhat skinny, his hair was also now long untrimmed. Moreover, Danan belongs to the group of people whose hair growth hormone faster.
The guy really looks different.
A month after Rangga's death, and he was absent from the funeral is now Rangga's heart is shrouded in curiosity. More precisely a feeling of longing.
With a pitch-black heart that was not terten anything, Danan drove his vehicle casually.
It stopped exactly from a hundred meters away from Shinta's residence. The woman had not slept apparently. He knew from the lights of Shinta's room on the second floor, it was still bright.
Danan pulled the handbreak lever and turned off the engine. He had no news about the woman for a long time. Now with whom he lives, or how the widow Rangga lived his life, he really does not know.
Instead of dispelling the feeling because he knew Shinta did not want him, but all of it became a torture for him. Losing the passion of life. Even during that time, he never met Wisang or Abhimanyu.
More than fifteen minutes he stayed while arranging Shinta's house. He just wanted to treat his longing by satisfyingly staring at Shinta's house. But not long after, he saw the fence move, a woman poking out from behind the high fence.
Shinta was seen coming out wearing a fit t-shirt and legging on the legs of the woman.
" Shyta?" Danan muttered with a slight smile. God is good to him now. Seeing Shinta from far away had already made her longing subside.
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Shinta
Dalil who mentions if time is as good as wound healing , it is true.
Shinta who is over a month of this life alone is completely hunted by loneliness. The woman is now more sincere with the departure of her husband. Not a hundred percent yet.
That night he quickly rose from his slump, intending to burn garbage in the sewers in front of his house which is usually used as a garbage burning.
He wants to keep himself busy by cleaning his house.
Moreover, for a long time he had not met with his friends, he was busy confining himself also lamenting. But all of this produces nothing but silence. Shinta is at a low point in her life.
And as he was looking at the fast-burning lick of paper and trash, someone cupped a jacket to his own body that he had hugged earlier.
" When it's cold, why don't you wear a jacket?" the voice of someone shocked him. A familiar voice in his ears.
" You!"
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" Drink while it's warm!" Shinta makes warm ginger for Danan because the man's voice sinks. Yes, Danan has just recovered from a cough due to an unhealthy lifestyle.
Apparently Shinta invited Danan in because it was not nice to chat outside. The judgment of others often makes things not go easy.
" Thank you!"
The awkwardness is now on. Shinta remembers at her husband's funeral, the man in front of her was nowhere to be seen there.
" How are you doing now?" Danan could not help himself from asking.
Shinta smiled wryly "Yes, as Danan's mas saw!"
" It's the same!" keep Shinta.
" The same as when Rangga went to leave me without saying goodbye!" Shinta smiled ironically.
Danan put the cup of warm ginger, the age of drinking it half. His heart ached hearing Shinta's words.
" I'm sorry!" said Danan folded his hands and rested them in the middle of his thighs.
Shinta looked at Danan's different state, when she met him a month ago.
" For?" Shinta looked at Danan who now looked completely chaotic.
" I want to be honest with you. I was interested in you from the beginning. Even though I know you are already the wife of Rangga!"
" I'm a jerk, a real jerk!" Danan smiled wryly.
" Are you aware of what Danan said?" Shinta knitted her two eyebrows.
" So conscious. Maybe you didn't realize, but that's what I think Shin is. Even to this day!!" Danan stared at Shinta's face.
The state suddenly became quiet, and the comfort around slowly faded. Shinta looked at Danan not understanding.
" I feel unable even to attend the funeral of your husband Shin. I felt like the most jerk man at that time, I wanted to entertain you when you were in the thickets of grief. But I can what?
" What does the world say?"
" My heart ached when you were knocked down by Rangga's mother, I was injured when I saw you destroyed by grief, I ....!"
" I'm confused by all this, I love you Shinta....!" With all the words that came out just now, Danan felt his heart plong. He's relieved.
Shinta shook her head weakly while looking at Danan with tears.
" This is not true!" shinta lirih.
" I know..I know Shinta, I didn't really think from the start. I even feel like I'm alive, not really. But I can what? I can't take it anymore to reveal it to you!" Danan now had a grim face. With a gasp of breath, Danan vented his heart.
" Danan better go home, it's late at night. I don't feel good about the neighbors!" Shinta inched up from Sofanya with tears breaking.
" Shinta ..dengerin me first!" Danan tried to prevent.
" I'm a barren woman mas, mas won't get happiness as I.mas won't get anything. My husband's pusara hasn't dried up either, I don't want to discuss this mas!!!"
With tears in his eyes he returned to the top floor, leaving Danan whose heart was relieved but frustrated because it seemed that Shinta was difficult to understand.
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