The Sign of Love
He's Sorry? Terribly

Junda took a deep breath as her cousin questioned Relina's unusual cause of death, even bringing her suspicion.

“No cause whatsoever, Relina did hurt, maybe she forgot to take medicine or even took too much medicine, until she became like that.”

“Does he have any disease?” Ask Dion again.

“Ya.”

“It could be that you pounded him too hard, until he was exhausted.” Dion's back on chiming.

Junda was silent, he did do it over and over again, but not violently, he did it carefully and meekly, he could not be blamed completely, he was not to blame, because Relina also asked him to do that again and again.

At that time, Junda did not realize if there was a possibility that his wife took some kind of medicine. Because, it is not usually a woman who is first engaged in marital relations, does not feel pain, although obviously********woman is bleeding.

The way Relina asked for that time also impressed bad. It was not the Relina he knew at all. However, his desire and enthusiasm are also high, making him unable to think clearly and ignore the awkwardness. Is he sorry? Hugely. But no matter how much regret he had, he would never make his wife's life come back.

He had already heard the stories of several friends including Dion who said of his first experience. However, what he experienced, was very much the difference.

Dion and Anne remained single until the casket came, some people were trusted, and used to handle the corpse doing its duty. Until the procession was over, the newlyweds left.

Shortly after Ane and Dion's departure, Atmaja and his family appear. Felia, Junda continued hugging him warmly and asked him to be patient and say some positive words that give him spirit. But Junda responded flatly.

“Hahs. It seems like fate has played us,” Atmaja said after being by his son's side. He knew how painful this was for Junda. Losing the woman he cared about in the not so distant future. He had been sick from losing his wife until he knew what it was like.

The feeling of pain was long not gone, but he already knew that his wife's life was not long. People are never ready to lose something they love. Moreover, Junda who never expected, his wife will be gone so soon. Relina left him right on her first night. Diia was so eager to propose to her that she believed her marriage would last until old age. What is happening now is unbelievable!

Junda did not respond to his father's words, he just sighed, rubbed his face rough and took a deep breath. Then he called Fuad, who was still standing beside the coffin, to pray for Relina..

“Are you going to take him to his village?” atmaja asked without looking at Junda but more towards the coffin in front of him. They were in the middle hall of the house that had been vacated and all the chairs were pulled back to be stacked near the wall until the room was spacious.

“Ya,” replied Junda without hesitation.

“Why did you call Fuad, would you like to take it?”

“No. He'll I'll have to take care of some things.” When Junda said that, Fuad was already sitting next to him.

“Fuad, you said that Relina once contributed to you and your wife because she is the one you can be with now?” junda asked straightforwardly and with great pressure.

“Ya.” Fuad replied firmly. While Atmaja frowned, he did not understand.

“Are you sure, if Shalu did it and could do that to Relina?” ask Atmaja who he can not explain clearly.

“I'm not sure, Dad. Just suspicious because Shalu had been like that several times. I once knew for myself at that time, there was clear evidence. That's why I fired.”

“Wah, So. Miss Sya doesn't work with Mr Junda anymore?” fuad asked after a long silence. Junda asks him to meet Shalu and recount Relina's death, then, fishing with various chatter so as to prove true whether the girl committed a crime.

“Ya, been a long time more than three months ago.” Junda answered while leaning his head and closed his eyes.

“Basically, I can do just that because he will definitely not be suspicious of me, but ... I will probably use your name or flaws to trick and lure Bu Sya talk, but,” Fuad again he intends to diplomacy with Junda about all possibilities. Because, he is not a detective or a police officer who has such abilities. Those who were there were only ordinary people who only had ordinary business skills. Not more.

“Ya, up.”

“When, you will bring the corpse?” atmaja asked later, switching the conversation.

Now.”

After saying that, Junda contacted someone and said some things related to the hearse and escort. He did not want the trip to be disrupted, so then agreed on several alternative roads that will be passed to the port of Merak Banten, to avoid congestion and, hearse cars can be transported using sea crossing services.

*****

Junda stood on the edge of the still-wet tomb and was filled with a sprinkling of flowers. Everyone who participated in the funeral, had left and only himself and Rosihan's small family still survived because Renita did not move from her seat.

The woman continued to cry at the arrival of the corpse and also when the coffin was put into the grave. Not willing it feels like his daughter who just got married, not even had time to make the recipe, now must be buried alone and cold.

Suddenly the woman looked up to see Junda who was standing stiff while staring at the tombstone bearing the name of his wife.

Renita stood up and approached Junda and then hit the shoulder and chest of the man in front of her with all her might.

“This is all because of you, Junda! You always make shit out of my son!” Renita screamed, teary-eyed.

“Mother, already, Mom!” Rosihan and Royan tried to calm Renita who was still glaring towards Junda, with a smoldering gaze, as if that eye view would burn her alive.

Junda did not respond, taking all the blows of her mother-in-law passively. He admitted his mistake of forcing himself. Ahk ... All may be true, he brings misfortune. After hearing the words that came out of Renita's mouth, she confidently took a determination that, she would make her marriage to Relina her first and last marriage.

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