YEARNING

About Gilang

"Mas, open the door..." Olive was still barada at the door, trying to repeatedly plead with her husband. However, what can make a mistake that is so fatal will not be forgiven easily.

"I'll try my best to get this shirt back" grabbed the shirt and took it to the side of the house. He looks for water faucets next to the house, usually there are faucets for watering plants. Unfortunately Olive did not find the bucket, finally she decided to go to the side door where the clock is like Mbok Inah cook.

Tok..

Kitchen door on tap, hoping to get help from Mbok Inah. But, has repeatedly called the name Mbok Inah, he did not come out.

Actually, Mbok Inah is in the kitchen. Wanting to open the door, only Damar stopped himself.

"I beg you not to let him in. Mbok knows how he has shattered my trust all along. For many years I kept my heart for her and in an instant she just broke it. Sick Mbok, sick" Damar again showed his tears.

Mbok Inah carries Damar in his arms like a mother lending a shoulder to her son. Damar's sorrow was also his sadness.

"Mbok, I know Mbok inside. Please open the door Mbok, I beg you"

Damar closed his eyes feeling slashed at Olive's moans. As a husband there is a sense of pity but as a person who is heartbroken he feels not much.

"I'll go to the room first, Mbok. Remember, don't love him in" Damar bleached away from there so his wife's voice wouldn't be as heartbreaking.

"How about this" Mbok Inah paced back and forth confused what to do. After thinking for a moment, Mbok Inah chose to leave the kitchen.

From outside the door, Olive nailed her tears. He thought of a way how he could remove the stain.

Olive also left the Damar residence. Occasionally, he looked at the partially open window of his room. White curtains close the view.

"It's all my fault, I have to accept punishment from you. I deserved it" Slowly Olive dragged the suitcase out of the yard.

Duars...

The overcast sky rumbled, the wind blew and the rain fell heavily. Damar saw Olive walking down the street soaking wet.

"What's on his mind, he can get sick" When he was about to turn around, he recalled the events of the night. Damar stopped his intention and only looked at the iatri from the window of the room. Rainwater in the wind gushed in through the window.

"Why is everything happening in our relationship"

On the other hand, Olive continued walking with a splash of rainwater. His eyes were unceasingly staring down, regretting everything that had happened.

"Rain, remove the trail of pain that I've been doing" As Olive shouted loudly, her face looked up at the rainwater, her feet resting on the ground full of water.

Olive really can't get through it all without Damar, a woman figure who has made her fall in love. Olive is also the first antidote that has the ability to bandage wounds from the past, until she feels the beauty of loving and being loved again. Olive's own figure including the grace of God for Damar so far, which was able to make him rise and continue to fight, now all destroyed like street dust.

"Is he a fool" Damar immediately ran when he saw Olive gathering in the rain like that.

"Mbok, get an umbrella" Shouted Damar as he went down the stairs.

From a distance Mbok Inah ran "Yes, Den." He took the umbrella next to the kitchen door and gave it to Damar.

"Where are you going, out of the rain?"

"Just Mbok for ginger milk anget yes, I want to go out for a while" Danar ran.

"Well, Adena came out. He said to ask for ginger milk, this is going away. Cold hunt dong. Ah..tinggal make it more than wrong ntar"