Tragedies
18. The End of the Past
Dadang led Maryati into the house when she was calm,
"I help you clean things up, and then you go home again, live like nothing ever happened, okay?"
Ask Dadang to Maryati who now looks like a daze,
Dadang took Maryati to the bathroom of her house near the kitchen, bathed her until it was completely clean without blood spots and also smelled fragrant without leaving a trace of the scent of blood rancid there, he said,
The clothes Maryati was wearing, which were covered in blood she put in a crackle bag,
"I help you pack, all your clothes I'll pack, you sit in the living room, yeah,"
Said Dadang again,
Maryati was silent, she just moved according to orders like a robot,
Day was approaching dawn, Dadang returned to the backyard, hoeing the ground with all his might, weeping as his heart was crushed to the brink he then wrapped Intan's corpse in a blanket and cloth,
After all, the girl had been enjoying herself for a few days, and was now finally lifeless with severe wounds all over her body, even her face,
Dadang put Intan's body into a hole that he dug for three hours alone, just as the dawn of the adhan reverberated Intan's corpse was successfully landfilled, he said,
Tomorrow he will buy cement and sand, then all of it will be cement so that there will be no more traces there. That's how Dadang intends.
At seven o'clock in the morning, Dadang drove Maryati to the station, he decided to let Maryati go back to her village,
At the station, before Maryati got into the train, Dadang unceasingly kissed his wife on the forehead, crying many times while hugging her tightly, she said,
"Life happily, don't get the wrong of having men again,"
Whispered Dadang in his last embrace because simultaneously with that the whistle had been heard,
Maryati just stared blankly at her husband, her heart had been cold all over, she said,
He no longer knew the love in his heart, everything was dead, everything was gone like foam in the sea,
Maryati walked to the car and the lake without looking back, and an officer helped carry two large suitcases belonging to Maryati behind her,
Dadang cried while leaning on a large pillar that was there, he said,
Letting yourself drown in mistakes that are clearly not small mistakes makes it now like being crushed by a pile of very heavy large stones,
Dadang held onto his aching chest, all happening in just a matter of hours, completely like a dream, she said,
Unfortunately, the dream is a nightmare, which makes it will continue to live in regrets and fears that may never end.
Dadang walked out of the station, he seemed to be heading for his car,
The shadow of Maryati and also Intan who once sat in his car was as if it was clearly visible, too,
How they smiled, how they welcomed Dadang when they were asked to wait for a while in the car,
Dadang shed his tears again, rushed to his car and would then go to the building store.
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Years passed after that, though,
Dadang House which is the residence of one of his family who married Bule and left not want to return to his country again, finally decided to leave the house anyway,
Dadang moved to a remote island in the country until he died of malaria,
While Maryati, three years after giving birth, finally remarried to another man, she moved to an area where her husband served as a civil servant,
Maryati seems to live a normal life like most people, she does not show if she is sad or what happened, for all that happened,
Only, he has a new habit, which is easy to kill the animals around the house, which usually most women will be afraid of, which is easy to kill,
Maryati is also still just as quiet, she is also a person who is not good at expressing what she feels,
He often also seems very cold and does not like to be disturbed at all if he wants to be alone,
Lucky her husband is a man who has a warm personality, so that the child born Maryati can grow well because the new husband Maryati is able to be a very good father figure for the child Maryati, Maryati, even though he is not his flesh and blood.
Maryati's new husband then died which was followed by Maryati's son and daughter-in-law.
Be Maryati living alone, and with a granddaughter to this day.
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