The Thorn in the Family

Lost without it 2

“Fit, wait!!! I'm not done talking”. He shouted in frustration.

“Bodo...”. Says Fitri, reluctant to look back.

Sometimes he feels sorry for Randi and Tari, will the story line of their love story that ended in the hands of parents, but hearing the words of Randi, who was just spoken is very painful. Just hearing about this pain, what else is Dance who imagines her husband touching the body of another woman.

Fitri also felt frustrated. He exhaled violently and went after Andra and her son.

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After Fitri who left just like that, before he had time to tell more stories made Randi more upset and languished. He decided to go to Kenjeran beach which is located not far from where he is currently.

Now Randi began to step along the white sand, one hand holding a small wood as a handle. He just walked and continued to walk without having a definite purpose.

The night was getting late, but the overnight in his mind was boisterous. He refused to leave the beach. Randi was alone. He still walked with all his thoughts.

Nearly an hour or so later the foot stepped, he began to feel tired and sat down among the sands. One hand wrote a name on a stretch of white sand.

Berthari Ambarwati's

Not to forget he wrapped the name in the frame of the symbol of love that is quite large, his tears are dry and can cry again, but his feelings are still the same crushed melted unnoticed.

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Suka Maju Village

Today was so amazing. Dance Smile expands perfectly when it can produce products with the same taste but different composition. Sure enough donuts produced by Dance, it tastes almost the same as those in the store but with a more economical recipe.

Risma too, he was so excited to put some toppings there. While Mom, still continue to fry all the dough until it runs out.

“Mother, I want to give you a brown” topping. One hand grabbed the messis that was on the plate.

The tiny hand began to move to sprinkle the message on the doughnut until evenly distributed.

“Mother, I also want to make a cheese-flavored topping, like dad's favorite donut. Later if Dad comes I want to love him”. Risma smiled and carried a donut in her hand.

Dance smiled wryly at the words of the child, “Pardon Mommy son, for your request, Mommy can not”. His groaning in heart held back the turmoil that came back.

“Nek please dong, make one big donut, later you love to Daddy”. He ran to Bu Marni who's edang frying donuts.

“Risma dear, Dad is busy working, so can't go home. We make beautiful donuts yes, later Risma to friends here all their acquaintances”. Mother gently stroked Risma's hair, while Tari stared at the interaction. There is guilt against his heart, when it has brought Risma in his life but can not give a complete family for him.

“Little kids don't have to think of”. Mother comes gently stroking her son's shoulders.

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By Magrib, all the donut cakes were finished. Dance packed it into a few boxes. In one box he filled as many as five doughnuts with different toping variants. Dari wanted to share the doughnuts with neighbors around her house.

The first house he visited was the house next to his current residence, right and left, then the neighbors in front of his house. There were about six houses that he visited to divide donuts. The last house he visited was the house of Bu RT where he lived.

The house is located not far from where he lived about seven houses away. He began to dare to knock on the door of the house. White-colored fenced house with a spacious yard, on the right, left and front side of the house yard there are rambutan trees and longan.

“Excuse Me, Asalamualaikum”. Risma and Dance at the same time.

“Let's please go in”, the friendly voice it herded it welcome to enter.

“Thank you Mom, I want to take this, happened to be trying out the new recipe”. The outstretched Dance hand gives a box of donuts and puts them on the table.

“What is this?”. Ms. RT opened the package.

“Wah donut yes, this actually make yourself what how?”.

“Iya Mother and Grandma who made. I also helped make it”. Risma replied, interrupting the adult chatter, suddenly making Dari and Bu RT laugh lightly at the same time.

“Well great then, can I try now?”.

Risma nodded her head. Hand Bu RT outstretched take a doughnut variation flavor clat nuts and put into his mouth. He chews slowly enjoying the taste that is caused by the dough.

“Is this really making it yourself? It's really delicious. Just this time I ate a donut made by myself as soft as this in it, it was tender and the potatoes felt”. Compliment Bu RT by continuing to put the doughnut in his hand into the mouth.

“Mbak Dance, about if I order how? It's really delicious, I happen to be at my house next week there is a regular study event. If Mbak Tari pleases I want a message utuk bakkisan”. The bargain is to return to take a variety of cheese-flavored donuts.

“Creally Mom? I mau”.

“Iya I order 100 boxes yes, which is like this. One box in five is like this. Anyway I want the exact same this”. Clearly in Dance.

“Alhamdulilah’. Hand Dance cupped her face as a greeting of gratitude for the blessing that God gave her.

I have to get back up and live, I have to get back to busying myself. Busily I will kill the memories, I will be tired and I will sleep peacefully when tired of whack.

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Back To Surabaya.

Rose rose from his sleep, when he heard the roar of a car engine entering the yard of the house. She immediately ran over with a sweet smile trying to welcome her husband. But Randi still remains the same, he is indifferent to his second wife.

Randi just walked past the Rose who was preparing to experience it. The rose frowned for a moment and then wagged her hand in front of her nose while smelling the scent of cigarettes.

“You Smoke Mas?”. Ask Roses, taking part to the second floor following each step of Randi.

“Mas you know no, smoking is not good for health, especially when in the same space as pregnant women, it is very not good for the health of our fetus”, we, chirping with legs that still follow each step Randi.

“Bangus dong, that way you can stay away from me”, replied Randi coldly.

Duars....

He quickly closed the door of his room loudly, again making the Rose jump in shock.

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