Marrying the First Love
Episode 55's

Lubi tidied all his clothes in the closet, Mamah called him, there was a sound vibration that so hit him. Mama's heart relapsed. Lubi didn't think much longer. She had to go to the hospital immediately, wanting to tell her husband but it was very hard to push the contact button. Fear of neglect, because lately her husband often overtime.

Lubi just wrote a letter on the table.

He ordered a taxi on line. The decision is round.

bring some bags.

.....

The door of the house was still tightly locked, dark and silent.

Thubi just stood in front of the terrace of the house. This time he will call his wife. For some days they have not seen each other.

Thubi stared at the night sky, unfriendly began to cloudy. Thubi opened the door and turned on the lamp.

Bright and silent. The dining table was clean, all clean. Thubi unbuttoned his shirt. Walk towards the kitchen. Sipping water into his very dry throat.

Thubi's tail was staring at a piece of paper, but his concentration was scrapped when a call came in on his phone. The paper fell on the floor under the table. Pupus will be forgotten.

A light conversation, there's an investor meeting tonight at the dinner venue. Thubi stared at his circular watch. Fifteen minutes left at eight.

Thubi sped up to the room to get a towel and then took a shower.

It did not take long he now opened the closet, his breathing seemed to stop. No more finding his wife's clothes this time, his bag and suitcase disappeared from the top pile. Thubi's hand movement this time stopped.

Thinking of a marriage that will have no hope.

Thubi sat on the bed staring at their wedding photo.

"Is everything going to end slowly?" whispered Thubi staring at the photo of his wife's face.

"You've left this house, at least you're starting to slowly leave our marriage."

Now that night passed, bland and hanging.

.....

"Didn't your wife tell you? Your mother-in-law is no longer there." Mamah's voice this morning sobbed in tears.

Thubi, who had not been fully aware, woke up this morning, as if in a sudden slap of hearing the news. Thubi jumped out of bed and took a towel to the bathroom.

Nothing, just potluck.

Thubi glided quickly towards his mother-in-law's house.

"Why didn't Lubi tell? is this why he didn't come home from some days ago?"

During the trip Thubi kept thinking.

Arriving in front of his house-in-law, the green flag was attached. Some people go back and forth to prepare for the arrival of the corpse.

At dawn, my mother-in-law breathed her last.

Thubi, wearing a black shirt complete with skullcap, got out of the car. Just as the new ambulance arrived. Everyone pull over. The publicist is starting to get crowded. Seen out Lubi from the ambulance with a withered face, and sunken can be seen all night he did not sleep.

Thubi approached, helping other relatives remove the body from the car.

There was a roar of sobs breaking out, as the corpse entered the house. Lubi just kept quiet, his face pale. Although his tears continued to flow profusely but his cries this time did not make a sound.

Inside the mortuary downstairs, Thubi was still staring at Lubi just bowed withered.

Murky and gray her face was plain and pale altogether. Thubi hesitated to get closer, finally he only dared to look at her from a distance. Thubi only gave time for Lubi not too burdened.

.....

The door is not locked at all.

"Can I come in?"

Lubi looked at the incoming Thubi, walking closer to Lubi who was still sitting on the bed.

Thubi stared at Lubi's bag and suitcase still outside the closet.

"Sorry to interrupt."

Lubi silently did not answer.

"I don't want us to argue anymore."

Lubi stared far in the other direction.

"I should have..."

"I want to be alone, can I?"

Lubi this time said slowly.

"Let Me alone, I've just left Mamah. I need some time alone."

Lubi repeated his words.

Thubi nodded away leaving Lubi. By closing the door to his room back.

"Can our marriage be preserved?" whispered Thubi leaning on the door of Lubi's room.

.......

"Can we meet?" Thubi this time waiting for Lubi's answer.

Lubi still silently did not answer.

"Can't it be like this, where will our marriage go?"

Still no answer from Lubi's mouth.

"You can be sad, but think about how I feel? our wedding?"

"As far as you're going to take her where, I'm resigned. Have no control at all, I respect all your decisions. I'm too tired, powerless with your way of thinking. You're so busy with your job that there's no room for your family and your wife."

That's Lubi's answer on the phone. Which he just turned off unilaterally. It was not yet forty days before his mother died. But during that time also Lubi did not return to their home.

Just be patient Thubi faced all this. This time, Lubi gave distance. They further widen the complexity of the problem.

Thubi called back, but this time he refused.

"The wedding should not be made this way, it is difficult to muffle. Even the evasive choice is made a tool."

Thubi this time stared at their wedding ring which he still wears, but either with his wife.

Seriate...