
"Listen to me carefully, Bima."
The man took a deep breath, perhaps Bima would not accept his words well. But, inevitably, Yudha had to speak.
"Whatever it hurts your heart I hope don't hate it too deeply. Papa loves you, but your ego is too high until we can't understand how his heart is."
Yudha understands very well the position of Bima, at this time his brother is very sick. However, on the other hand he is sure if his papa expels Bima does not mean not dear, but vice versa. But maybe the way the man expressed his affection was wrong so that it seemed to hurt Bima in a row.
"What's the matter, Yudha? If Papa really loves us, you shouldn't be angry just because I called you in front of him, right?"
In contrast to Yudha, for this time Bima again angry if remembering the nickname given Papa Atma for his mother, just iris. He stood up and was about to pass away, unwilling to accept Yudha's advice.
"But papa is indeed_"
"Enough, Yudha!! Thank you for your help, but if you ask not to hate Papa I can't. I hate him even more!! You know that!!"
"Bime_"
"I said enough, Yudha!! You don't feel my pain, you've never felt papa's slap and punch, have you?You met papa when he was good .. That's why you believe he loves you. While me? I even almost died many times in his hands, you know that?"
Bima's chest went up and down, her breathing choked only to get those words out. All this time he chose silence and never expressed his suffering to anyone, including Yudha. He thought, all that is just the past and there is no need for him to extend.
However, after the incident this morning Bima who was so harboring again felt the injustice as a child and she hated it. He hates papa, he hates his stepmom and he hates people who look at his mother and wife one eye.
"Don't equate me with you, Yudha. You live with mother's affection while I am tormented in the hell you created. Don't teach me not to hate papa because I have done it for a long time, but right now I can't."
So much for Yudha to say, but seeing Bima now for a moment she chose silence and held back enough. Bima just need time, gradually he will also understand if Papa Atma does love him.
"Rest, you look tired" concluded Yudha, if he let it be longer then most likely Bima will explode and vent anger in the wrong way.
Bima no longer answered, precisely no longer able because the man's energy has been eroded to express his complaints. Slightly limp, he stepped slowly towards the room and pushed the door without a cue.
"Aawwwh!!"
"God, why are you at the door? Where are you going, Ra?"
Bima did not knock before, while Lengkara who had been trying to eavesdrop on the husband's conversation was not aware that Bima had returned. As a result, such a tragedy is inevitable and now Lengkara is feeling tremendous pain due to the meeting between the forehead and the door of their room.
"Mas Yudha has gone home?"
Instead of answering, he asked back and it made Bima sigh long. Very clever he dodged, Bima just immediately moved and pulled the hand of the wife to rise immediately.
"Not yet, the car is still there like .. maybe to mom's room."
"Oh so."
He still looks strange, maybe because of embarrassment caught in the middle of exchanging saliva with Bima. Damn, gelagat Lengkara actually he knew to create various questions in the mind of Bima.
"Why? Want to talk to her?"
"No, he didn't see, did he, Mas?"
"When you see why? Are you afraid she's jealous or what?"
Bima's heart is not fine, for it talks also original and not directed until Lengkara just sigh long. Presumably he did mispronounce, as soon as possible the woman switched the conversation so that Bima was not really angry.
"Don't get me wrong, I'm just embarrassed if anyone sees."
Bima no longer answered Lengkara's words, he just threw his body on the bed, Bima tired even though he did nothing. Tired of thinking exactly, trying to understand Yudha's words even though he had previously asked the man to stop talking.
Understand if her husband needs time alone, Lengkara chose silence and will not bother her. Currently, Lengkara was well aware of how they were doing. For that he began to consider the words of Ameera. Trying to return to his world that he had buried to forget Yudha.
Although at the Stop he convinced Bima to be able to live only with the wealth of his papa, Lengkara had thought far ahead and hoped it would not be a burden.
"Pity, if it weren't for me .. he wouldn't have lost everything."
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- To Be Continued