The Story of a Broken Man

07.There's a bride in the hospital

Go home quickly, finally after all the full moon can feel it too. It seemed very steady, that was what Joseph had in mind. I want to see her boyfriend soon . Today is his last day in the hospital.

I don't know why it feels like that. If at home the opportunity to meet is limited, it cannot be every day. But if the hospital also feels sorry to see him who sometimes complains of boredom, too, it feels like he wants to quickly return home. Since Fitri entered the hospital he has been used to go home from work to visit, go home when his parents come. I think there is something missing from his life. But this does not mean he wants Fitri in the hospital constantly.

While still on the road he was thirsty, so he decided to buy a drink at a nearby stall. Parking of vehicles on the roadside. After that he immediately went into the shop.

"Basins you cheating. You married someone else and didn't tell me. What do you think I am? You bastard," There was a noise beside the stall that was a pity to miss.

"Go there you're with your young wife. Watch you come back here."

"I've cleared it all. Please don't throw me out."

"Whose part are you? You've got me, come as good as you can. You don't need to come back. Tomorrow let me take care of the divorce papers. No need for you to bother anymore," a middle-aged woman's voice cried out like a man of loyalty. He did not care about the response of his neighbors.

"That's next to why the hell, ma'am?" Joseph asked the seller in front of him out of curiosity

"That's the guy next door fighting. Because her husband married again did not say say. Just come and ask his wife to accept him again."

"Oh that. Panteslah fight," while taking out a piece of money he said so.

"We can talk well. Doesn't pity our son to see us fighting gini?"

"You said you could talk well? die just you there. Let him see his father. He was not a bastard like his father," The woman's voice became even more when Joseph was ready to leave. After that he did not know what happened to that man. He does not want to follow their business. I hope he doesn't experience that kind of thing later.

But yes if you think what the woman did is natural, given what the man did. If Joseph was that woman, all he did first was kill her. The affair is unforgivable. Although later there will be consequences, the most important revenge has been met with perfection. No matter what, there will be no significant regrets.

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While in the hallway leading to his room Fitri, a furore ensued, this time which made him a group of well-dressed people. The woman in the wedding dress cried, while others pushed the man in a neat suit who collapsed.

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"Hi, good afternoon my son. Cie who is out of the hospital tomorrow," Yusuf slightly teased Fitri who seemed to smile at him. Her smile is so bright. Brighter than the afternoon sun that is still hot even though it is yellowish.

"Thanks to you too, dear. Thanks to your support I finally got a bus through all this."

"That's all thanks to God. He's the one who nourishes you. I can only give cheerleader support ."

"Even if that support means a lot. Anyway, I love you so much."

"Yes. Tau did not fit in the hallway there is a grim chick crying wear a wedding dress because the guy fell down. I just can't bear to see it. "

"Then anyway? I didn't see anything."

"Yes you're here. Happened outside. Funny you," The response given by Fitri although joking is still annoying. Fortunately, honey, try if not for sure he immediately protested and then immediately left without saying anything. Wants him to say rude, but girl.

"Tomorrow maybe if you're home I'll rarely nengokin you. Pity your parents will be talked by neighbors. Said his daughter in samperin same guy but not given certainty. The turn later we want to marry surely in nonsense must have been pada-apain . It's all wrong."

"My right neighbour isn't, he's a nice guy. Only the left. It is very important to ngejulidin people. I think he's the most real," Yusuf all confided.

"You don't want to buy me martabak which is black sticky rice. Pingin again very. Dah long time not eating martabak like that," Fitri who was lazy to listen to curhatan about the neighbors asked to buy martabak.

Actually he did not not want to listen, but he thought the words of Joseph was like a digresser. And the main purpose is not to drive away subtly . I don't know why suddenly he wanted martabak like he said earlier. Especially he was very confused with the taste of martabak.

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