
Syifa was sobbing in her room, throwing away the wedding dress she was wearing in any direction. Then, he wore a kimono towel that was on his bed.
"Why did all this happen to me? I hate this fate so much, can I go with you and mom!"
As if Syifa could not accept her fate like this, she wished that all was just a dream. However, all that has happened this is not a dream, all is reality.
"I can't see Anggi getting married to another woman, I still love her so much am I wrong, still hoping to be with her?" syifa asked in her sobs.
The girl sobbed to the point of feeling so dizzy that she fell unconscious, with no one knowing she was in the room fainted. Syifa locked the door to her room.
. . .
Anggi grew sobbing, as Juwita admonished him with words, which were very sad.
"Have you not counseled me anymore, I cannot listen to it, because it is increasingly remembered to Syifa, the woman I love so much," Anggi said in his sobs.
"Sorry, that's not what I meant. But, I want you to be more calm don't cry like a woman" Juwita said gently.
Anggi was silent to Juwita's words that said she was like a woman and, he stopped crying and then looked at the face of the friend.
"I don't look like a woman, because crying is natural, men can cry too" Anggi said.
Juwita felt his heart almost dislodged, because he saw the gaze of Anggi and, he immediately lowered his gaze so as not to groggy stared at Anggi like that.
"Yes, men can cry too. But, it's not like you're crying like a woman and, it's already a disgrace" Juwita replied.
Anggi fell silent, then laughed because Juwita could always comfort him if he was sad like this.
"You are my best friend, can comfort me in my sorrow like this. I'm very lucky to have you" said Anggi gently to make Juwita more groggy.
With the words of Anggi who mentioned very lucky to have it, because the speech was what he expected.
'I'm glad he called me so lucky to have me. But, I'd rather if he said that as his love is not my best friend's taste, Juwita's inner self is soft.
Anggi smiled, then started driving his car towards Juwita's house. Because, he wanted to take the girl home first and then he returned to the store.
However, while in the middle of the trip Anggi felt very dizzy, probably because he was too tired and, had not recovered properly after the operation, so the man stopped his car.
"What's wrong, you sick?" jowita asked with great concern.
Anggi nodded his head, then he held the head that was very painful and Juwita immediately helped the man.
"Let me drive the car! Because, I'm afraid you're doing something" Juwita said gently and Anggi just nodded his head.
He was also no longer able to drive a car. Juwita out of the car then helped Anggi shift places and he started driving towards his house.
Because, he wanted to take care of the man in his house not in the store. Because, at home there is his mother so they are not alone inside.
"Elo take me where the hell, I can't anymore, mending you between me to the store ntar lo go home alone bring my car," said Anggi with lema.
"Don't ask too many questions! Let me take care of you, okay!" sahut Juwita was upset.
Arriving at Juwita's house, the girl immediately helped Anggi out of the car and then entered the house.
"Mother please! Mom this friend of Juwita is sick, can you help her?!" jowita asked with great concern. Because, look at the pale face Anggi.
"loh Anggi, why?" asked her mother Juwita with great concern.
The middle-aged woman immediately walked over to Anggi, then gently held the man's hand.
"Juwita you prepare a warm water compress, because Anggi has a high fever," his mother asked Juwita to the child.
Juwita immediately went from there, because he did not know why Anggi suddenly had a high fever. But that man was good and healthy.
'I think Anggi was devastated by Syifa's marriage. So, he got a fever like this, ' Juwita's mind watered down.
Anggi could not do anything more until he opened his eyes, he could not afford because he had a very high fever.
"Syifa, you have the heart and, papa is very hearty, papa is no longer dear to Anggi," said Anggi.
Making his mother Juwita surprised and he again sprinkled oil on the head Anggi, I don't know what oil is clear so that Anggi fever quickly down.
After Juwita arrived, she immediately gave warm water to the mother, then the middle-aged woman began compressing Anggi slowly, and Anggi was already asleep on the sofa soundly.
"Mom, just let him sleep here, Juwita's guarding him. Because, pity he was very hit by the marriage of his father and the woman he loved so much," Juwita said slowly so as not to disturb Anggi's sleep.
"Okay, mom went into the room first to take a break. You do not forget to accompany Anggi always, if the fever is high again you immediately call mother, we will take her to the Doctor," replied his mother Juwita as she rushed away.
Juwita nodded her head when she saw her mother's departure, then she enveloped Anggi's body while looking at the man's face deeply.
'If you love me too, we will be very happy to love each other, even though I know your love is only for Syifa. Because, you have been together since 12 years ago, Juwita's mind is soft.
The girl desperately hopes to be with Anggi, even though she knows the man does not love her. Will continue to fight for the love of the heart.
. . .
Sherkhan felt very dizzy. Since then, I have been knocking on the door of Syifa's room. However, the girl did not open the door for him.
"Syifa, come on. I'm sorry baby. Open the door" said Sherkhan softly. However, there is no answer at all.
Sheerkhan was tired and he returned to the sofa, then sat down while continuing to stare towards the girl's room door, hoping that it would open and he immediately ran inside.
"Why did Syifa not open the door of the room, if I broke down the door, then surely she would be very angry with me. I'd better shut up and wait for the door to open" said Sherkhan quietly.
The man felt very tired and dizzy then lent both eyes and, falling asleep soundly without him noticing.
At that very moment, Dila approached the husband and covered the man's body using a blanket that was carried.
'Somehow that will happen, which I certainly could not bear to see my husband with another woman, in the same house, ' Dila's inner self softly.
SERIATE.