Barra For Rumi
Pain

"Well!"

Hearing that one word Rumi's tears dripped painfully, instead of going berserk to eliminate the incomparable tightness during her life, Rumi chose to bow, throwing both hands to vent emotions.

As a wife she had to willingly come, leading her husband to marry another woman, a woman younger than Rumi, a woman who never entered into the conjecture would be an uninvited third person.

Echoes of prayer from the mouth of the ruler did not succeed in making both hands of Rumi stir, the woman just kept her head down to throw both hands. No longer knowing how to withstand the pressure of the water that kept flowing from his eyes, showed people that he was a pitiful woman, the most miserable wife.

Then, shortly from the prayer that many people were praying, there was one hug for Rumi from the middle-aged woman's hand. "You can get through this, honey." Her mother-in-law, her husband's mother. The husband in Rumi's eyes lives a lump of disgusting meat.

Breathing out, Rumi wiped away the tears, raising her head to look at the in-laws. He put on the best smile. "Just pray, Ma," he whispered into the beginning of a life he did not want.

...*****...

Rumi leaves the wedding, a celebration that is a whip to her heart. Only four months later he married Lian, only four months later they were legal in the eyes of religion and law. However, by not knowing himself Lian has impregnated other women, the disgusting thing is, the gestational age of the woman has stepped on three months, oh the joke of life is indeed nothing funny.

"Well!" Exhaling violently, Rumi in a leafy green dress and beautiful hair finally parked her car in front of the pet shop. For the sake of continuity of sanity, Rumi prefers to shop for the needs of her pet, a beloved cat who may be currently asleep at home.

Pulling the handbrake, Rumi turns off the car engine from his own sweat. Then, he removed the seat belt, opened the door of the four-wheeled vehicle.

Once again exhaling, Rumi gave a dry lip, he held tightly to the car keys and wallet. The steps were created to enter the pet shop.

"Mbak Rumi, duh very beautiful, this must be abis kondangan hihi."

Rumi was immediately greeted by pet shop employees, and she smiled gently. "Yes" he answered briefly. Where might also Rumi tell the truth, that yes, she's a new invitation, an invitation to her own husband's wedding.

"What do you want Leo to buy with Lili? Snack out? Or is the food gone?" The employee again asked, her name is Siska, a teenage girl who just graduated from High School.

"You buy the sand, Sis. Keep wanting to see the others too, who knows interested in buying." Rumi stepped closer to the cat food rack, she looked at the available brands. Honestly, the cat food is still a lot, it's just a diversion so that the load on the head slightly out.

"How many liters, Ma'am? Let Siska take it."

"The twenty yes, Sis."

"Okay ready, Ma'am, beware ya Siska takein." Siska moved from her position, stepping towards the pile of cat pup sand packaging.

Rumi did not reply, he chose to move to the shelves of vitamins and drugs.

"Sis, lysine paint plus no yes? Ma'am, don't look," asked Rumi take one of the cat vitamins that serves to increase appetite.

"Here, Ma'am." Suddenly there was a heavy sound that greeted Rumi's eardrum, drawing attention to be given to the empun of the voice.

Rumi turned to her right side, the position where the voice came from. There he found a tall man wrapped in a cigarette ash shirt whose top button was not pinned.

"Mr?" rebuke the man because the goods he offered were not accepted.

That instant also Rumi swiftly received the goods that were thrust towards him. "Thank you."

"Together, this is Mbak intending to buy vitamins for what?" ask the man, Barra, his name.

Rumi did not immediately reply, he looked back at the pile of vitamin bottles before his eyes. "Vitamins that can reduce hair loss, increase appetite, strengthen bones, essentially one of many benefits," replied Rumi with a lazy tone.

Barra's head nodded in understanding, then the adult-looking man stared at the same object as Rumi was looking at.

"This is the most recommended," said Barra took a pack of vitamins with the brand Fluffy, it is Fluffy Magic Collagen. "But the price is good" Barra whispered a simple, friendly smile.

Rumi sighed softly, again for the second time receiving what Barra offered.

"Thank you," he said in a brief, unreserved interest in a foreign man.

Barra nodded, moving to look at another shelf.

"Bak Rum, the sand, keep looking, especially?" Siska comes by pushing a trolli containing one sack of twenty-litre pup sand.

Rumi immediately stepped towards the cashier. "Nothing, itung gih," he said putting everything he took.

For Rumi, currently pet shop becomes very uncomfortable because of the presence of Barra, more precisely Barra Mahardika.

...*****...

Just opening the door of the house, Rumi was immediately greeted by a disgusting sight, where her husband was kissing the stomach of the second wife who for God's sake did not interest Rumi to know what her name was.

"Eh, Honey!" Lian was surprised, sprightly from bending over now stood up straight, even taking a step closer to Rumi.

Rumi did not reply, instead immediately took a step towards the stairs that led to the second floor.

He's fed up, he's really fed up! It won't be able to, he can't be in this position, won't be able to share any reason.

"Rumi." Lian - Rumi's husband - followed in the steps of the wife, eroding the distance that the woman was stretching.

Once in front of her room, Rumi opened the door, turning over her body as Lian wanted to come inside. "Don't go inside my room" Rumi said.

"This is our room, Rumi."

"We? We you say? Haha!" Rumi laughed mockingly, looking at Lian with a piercing cold look. "Since you betrayed me, there was no word of us either. In my eyes, you're just a disgusting bastard."

Brak!

Door closed firmly.

"Rumi, take me first!" firmly Lian banged on the room door.

To hell with that, Rumi locks the door to the room, she can go crazy if she keeps looking at Lian's face, imagining her husband touching another woman, making out a new life behind her, and making her love, it's the craziest thing that hurts the soul, lacerating it to formless.

Throwing her sling bag onto the bed, Rumi threw both hands together, also closing both eyes. In that second were tears full of pain dripping out, soaking up the reddened cheeks furiously.

No, Rumi immediately wiped the water of the weak mark, slowly his eyes opened and his gaze was fixed flat.

Lian Abimana, a husband who does not know himself does not deserve his cry, but, very worthy he gave a lesson.

"At least before the divorce, she should also feel this pain."

...*****...

Right at half-eight in the morning Rumi went down the stairs, he was tidy and ready to go to work, better to keep busy than to continue to feed two self-informed human children who live one roof with him.

Down the last ladder.

"Rumi."

"Aren't you having breakfast?" ask Lian. Right, the owner of the voice was Rumi's husband.

Choosing not to answer, Rumi continued his steps, passing through the middle room, now taking one of his flat shoes.

It turned out that Lian was approaching Rumi, grabbing the wife's wrist for the woman to look at her.

Rumi fulfilled Lian's will, staring but with a sharp look full of hatred. "Don't touch me!" she was like a look, full of hate.

"Darling, why are you so like me?"

It felt like Rumi was eager to hear a silly question from Lian's mouth, this man sure was still sane? Presumably not, must have been crazy then impregnate other women even though they have a wife.

Without answering Rumi turned the body, he had finished wearing his flat shoes, ready to leave this hell-bent house.

"Rumi!" Lian called back, a little snapping that ended up jerking Rumi's arm until the wife's body turned completely. "Breakfast like me, don't be like this!"

Rumi snorted, glancing towards the other airmen who were currently standing behind Lian's body. "I'm sorry, I wouldn't be able to swallow food if there was some disgusting garbage around me."

...*****...

Rumi's mood breaks down in the morning, for whatever reason he really wants to give divorce papers, relationships with third people are unhealthy relationships, and again, which woman wants to have honey? Rumi is not one of them.

Adding to the depth of the gas footing, Rumi's two hands crumpled the stiur, making the reddish color dominate her fingers.

Taking a breath, Rumi turned the stiur, preferring to go back to the pet shop subscription rather than work. Indeed, the way Rumi dispels fatigue is very simple. Stupidly asked Siska why he was back there, because the most important thing is that his mood improved.

Spending dozens to tens of minutes on the journey, Rumi tried to save the tears that should not drip a second time just because of the goddamn husband.

Once in front of the pet shop, Rumi parked the car properly. Thank goodness the subscription store was open, but, Rumi did not come out of the car, for a while he stayed there, hugged the stiur and drowned his face. Oh my God .., should Rumi ask, why should he feel in this position? Why should he? Why ..., she?

"Well!" breathing rough, Rumi rubbed her face, not wanting to stay in the car which could potentially make her look like a stupid woman.

Opening the car door, Rumi exited while carrying her wallet.

"Well, Miss Rumi?! Ih early in the morning already content absent, want to buy anything else?" Siska who was sweeping directly greeted Rumi with a carefree tone asked.

Rumi tried to smile. "His meal, Sis, turned out to have been his, '" the answer lied the umpteenth time. "It's coming in, right?"

"Oh yes, Ma'am. Just come in, get what you need, but, uh I need to pay hehe."

Rumi's head shook little, a step to bring himself into the pet shop. Looking at all the equipment available here really keeps Rumi's brain busy thinking about what she should buy for her sweet cats. And it's mentally healthy.

"Who is this, Sis? Boss?" rumi asked for a moment when her eyes found the usual empty cage was filled with one gray-haired Persian cat.

"Have customers, Ma'am. He returned home by plane, so deh the grandfather was stopped, at least two days," replied Siska still sweeping.

Rumi nodded her head, choosing to crouch in front of the cage and smiling sincerely at the cute cat. "A male or female?"

"Betina, Ma'am. He said again hahaha. Entar the brother wants to be merged into it pas ibuk dateng boss."

"That's kacian, do you want to marry? Here's elus first." Rumi inserted her index finger from the crevices of the cage, and it was surprising that the cat approached Rumi's finger, receiving her finger caress. "Geez, want to play this, Sis. Kasian tau kept in the cage."

"Yes, Siska is coming, Ma'am. Besides, Siska's guarding the shop, it's impossible to play with her."

Rumi hela breaths sluggish. "Can I play?"

Siska looked over, looking at Rumi. "Can! But aren't you going to the store?"

"That's it, play with baby feathers." Rumi swiftly unlocked the cage, taking out the cat that jumped directly onto his lap. The controversy alone made Rumi tartawa slow, but, before long the hairy beauty actually thrashed and ran after the exit of the store. "Sis! He wants to run away!" panicked Rumi stood up from the position, ready to chase.

However, just taking two steps, anabul has been captured by a big hand that Rumi still knows its shape. That's ..., Barra.

"If he is often kept in the cage, it is better to do it in a closed room, Ma'am," said Barra entering a pet shop.

Rumi blinked, what kind of coincidence is this? Why did he meet the same person again and in the same place?!

"It." Barra gives anabul to Rumi.

"Thank you," said Rumi accepted, holding tightly, his eyes could not be separated from staring at Barra.

"Together," a friendly reply, Barra stuck out her right hand, rubbing the cat's head. "Mad's Own?" tanyakanya.

"Hm? Oh no, have a pet shop customer here."

Barra's head nodded in understanding.

Suddenly Siska came. "Oh my goodness, Mbak Rum, fortunately can be caught, if not slit I'm the same as the boss," he said excitedly, making Rumi grimace small in heart while glancing at Barra who smiled amusedly.

Damn, why is it like this? But .., one thing Rumi realized, he managed to forget the pain in his heart, the pain in his mind.

"Sorry, beautiful Siska. What good intentions Mbak, there is no way you are difficult."

"Yes I know, but already, go in and out, serem, Ma'am! If you run away, how will you?"

Now that Rumi rotated the eyeballs, no doubt still obeyed Siska's sentence. While Barra, from earlier he was just staring, being a spectator without pay.

Then, Siska turned to look at Barra. "The reason is to get some semalem stuff, huh?"

"Yes," Barra replied looking at Siska.

"Wait a minute, my boss hasn't come yet, Mas. I think it's about ten to fifteen minutes, it's okay?" siska asked to be sure.

"Yes, it's okay, I wait," replied Barra again staring at Rumi who had re-entered the cat into the cage.

"okay!" Siska turned to Rumi. "Mr Rum" he called.

Rumi. "Yes?"

"I mengepel bentar yes, Ms. Rum if you have been running his shopping, layain aja at the cashier table, ater kelar ngepel directly we itung," said Siska asked for understanding. Who told the two customers to come early in the morning, Siska was still bothered.

"Father, continue to work," replied Rumi giving a thumb.

"Sip!" Siska was moving fast from the front of Rumi and Barra, she stepped towards the bathroom of the store.

Left completely still, it was Rumi who moved away, looking at the food rack area. The reason was that he wanted to buy this, there was no way he wouldn't buy it.

While Barra, the thirty-year-old man followed where Rumi's back was moving. She ..., felt pulled by an invisible magnet by Rumi. And this is the first time a woman has ever managed to get Barra to feel that, the great thing is, that feeling comes in their second meeting, the accidental meeting.