MY FORMER DARK LOVER
He Who Belongs Pleads

Is this what is called love? If we sincerely allow it to enter the heart, we must be able to bear all the happiness and wounds caused by that feeling.

Some people are out of your life. But that doesn't mean your story is over. The ending is just their part in your life story.

I thought when my love for you died, I would die too. Then will love really die. But strangely enough, I was still alive, even in solitude. Love never dies. If unrequited, it will flow back to soften and purify the heart.

The hand was held firmly by Mother, so that I did not come out to meet Bayu mas, who had now been ceded to the Father. Many times Mother's head continues to shake her head so as not to obey her will.

"Don't .. You don't go there, son! It's too dangerous for you to go to a husband who has hurt your heart" he said.

"Jihan, you know what worries you, ma'am. I'll be there for a while, so I can explain our intentions so that he doesn't bother the outside father" I asked.

"But will you be okay with seeing Bayu later?" Mother who was worried.

"Goddess, Mom. There are fathers and mothers who can protect me if Bayu does evil."

"Yes, if you really want to see all the explanations."

"Yes, Mom."

Mom's hand did not go off to hold me, to immediately approach two men who were now having a serious conversation. From the expression of his face, looks tense and medium emotions high level.

"Come, Sir. Forgive your daughter-in-law!" pinta Mas Bayu who still prostrate on his feet, by holding one leg on the right.

"Don't wave like you, Mas!" my Saut when I was standing in the house with my mother.

"Diamond ... Jihan, I'm sorry. Please forgive my mistake." Mas Bayu was already running, in a lightning-fast way approaching me.

"Pick, don't be your drama-sucker, Bayu. Your mistakes are inexcusable, we family have been too hurt just as you have no heart anymore" Mother's cymbals that sounded began to emotion as well.

"I beg you, Jihan. Don't listen to them. I am the husband you love, cook you can leave me in this sad state," whined the husband who was prostrating under the soles of the feet.

"I'm sorry, Mom. I've given you a few years of opportunity. Every time there is always hoping that you can be conscious, but in reality you become."

"I'm khilaf doing that. Sorry .. I'm sorry, baby!" Bayu still seduces.

"No. No, sir. Don't do that to your favorite daughter-in-law."

"Cuiih, a beloved that can not be expected," Father has spit like disgust with the words mas Bayu.

"Now the splinter away from here, or you want to be battered by the crowd because we shouted the thief," threatened the Father.

"Eh, yes .. yes, sir. Don't do that. I'm going to get out of here now, but don't fuck me and call the citizens, "Fear Mas Bayu who is now wrinkling his face.

"Sorry, Sir, Mom, Jihan. I was wrong, and I can't forgive that big mistake, but just so you know that coming here is sincere to apologize to you."

"We don't care. Now withdraw from here! Before my mouth screams. Hurry along!" Jerky Father.

"Iiiiyyya, sir. Sorry."

Mas Bayu's steps had already turned around in a hurry. My face this time was really angry.

Test, without being forced a dew point suddenly falls. I don't know why seeing Mas Bayu's attitude now I feel touched, but everything has been broken into pieces, then it can not return intact as before at that time.

"I love you so much that time, but why not take a glance at my sincerity at you? My respect as a wife you always trample on. The obedience that was awake all this time you always ignored. What less good am I to you" a sad heart.

The mother who saw me had followed the flow of a river so swift, directly hugging with her head leaning on her boat. Comfort and calm began to appear. His hands repeatedly patted his shoulders, so that this self can relieve sadness.

"Don't you cry over a man like that. It is useless and useful. His guilt is so great and unforgivable. You have done the best service to him, but Bayu has been blind and wasted it all," Mr. coaxed that this cry soon subsided.

"Yes, Son. It's not good to cry over that useless guy. You better now think about the future, and your separation process, so that later you can find happiness in the future without having to be difficult with Bayu. Let him know the taste, for he ignores you too much!" Saut Mother advised.

"Yes sir, Ma'am. Maybe Jihan here is too weak to face Mas Bayu. Thank you for helping me and fighting for me."

"Yes, you're welcome, son. Parents will not stay silent to see their children in distress, so do not worry if we will not help you. Until whenever we will always be with you even though the status has become the property of others even though," said the father.

"Yes, Sir. Thank you." Thank you."

The three of us were swept away in regretting the attitude of the husband who was considered reliable. In reality it is just a mere mask, by covering up an unhealthy household. Do not understand the way of mind mas Bayu, because all this time I have never messed and did not satisfy the service. If I think everything has been fulfilled, but unfortunately a thousand dear husbands always do not accept the service.