Sincerity of Love JONATHAN
104. Don't torture yourself
"My dad's Paul, not Panjul. Mami's also called Yeri, not Yenny" Joe said.
"Oh yes, that means Mr. Paul is Madam Yeri."
"Well, if you don't want to, I don't mean it." Joe smiled sideways, then crossed. "But may I ask you something?"
"What, Sir?"
"Do you have a car?"
"Have." Aldi nodded.
"That's my car, Di, not your car" said Ali who seemed to not accept, hearing his friend who seemed to confess me.
"Just take your car." Aldi looked at his friend fiercely.
"Ayeah, right?"
"But we pay the installments 'joint. How, anyway? That's our car together, Al." Aldi snorted annoyed.
"Yes you should have said it was both of us, but you said it was just yours to Mr. Jonathan. How about, anyway, Di?" Ali looks just as upset.
"Lha, you were also talking—"
"Kok y'all fighting, anyway?" sergeant Joe is dizzy.
His brain is now so mumet thinking about the problem, but it could be in a situation like this—the two bodyguards were fighting just because it captured who the owner of a car.
At first, Joe wanted to offer a car. Maybe both of them are interested and want to be invited to cooperate. He's still trying.
"Sorry, sir," said Aldi, looking back at Joe. "What's up, huh? How are you talking about cars?"
"I happen to have one car in the house that does not kepake, if you want .. for you guys alone."
"Wih ... serious, sir?" Ali was the most excited in that regard in directly calling back. "What brand, huh, sir?"
"Lamborghini."
"That expensive brand, sir. Would you mind ... Just for me, would you, sir?" pinta Ali's.
"Don't be fooled, Al!" Both times, Aldi scolds his friend. "Sir Jonathan must have said it because it again offers us cooperation. That can't be!" added insists.
"Don't be so bad," Joe said.
"It's true!" aldi replied in disbelief, immediately he also confirmed his sitting position again while grieving bitterly.
'Ah ... turned out to be quite difficult as well, huh?' Joe just sighed heavily, he ended the conversation and tried to activate his dead phone.
After being active successfully, there were several regular message notifications from Abi Hamdan, chat from Syifa and a history of missed incoming calls.
Joe immediately read the contents of the chat from Syifa, which from yesterday to today.
[Ab.]
[Aa and Robert where are you going? Why not go say it?]
[Said Abi, Aa will come tonight with Robert, Mami and Papi. We will all negotiate this matter, so soon this matter will be resolved.]
[It's okay, isn't it? What about the condition of Aa who was stabbed by Abi? Is Aa's nose still bleeding?]
[How are your fasts? What smoothly?]
'I forgot, Yang, if yesterday was fasting. And now even I forgot to fast, so did Robert, Joe's inner self. Though only a piece of chat that he read, but his eyes are already glazed.
There is also a longing that creeps in the chest cavity, especially Joe and Syifa have had sex.
'Are we not going to be able to do any more, do the helicopter style, Yang? I miss you so much. Really, 'his mind was sad, then peeped on his phone screen before continuing back to read the contents of the chat from Syifa.
[Aa .. I'm home, no, wait for Aa. I took a shower too. Aa and Robert had taken a shower too, right?]
[Later for dinner, we'll be together, okay?]
[Bec ... Papi asked us to separate.]
[Oath for anything .. I don't want to part with Aa.]
'So Papi went to Abi's house last night to talk about my separation from Syifa? But why didn't he tell me?' inner Joe.
Again he felt tightness in his chest, let alone imagined Syifa who was waiting all night for him. But in fact, instead of coming, he was already in Korea.
[So I don't want to part with me, right? I'm sure it is. I'm waiting for Aa to come home from Korea with Robert, and then take me to Aa's house. I want to stay at Aa's house from now on. I want us to be happy, A. I don't want to lose Aa, let alone see Aa love another woman besides me.] This is Syifa's last chat, which ended up making Joe cry bitterly because of his sad song.
It was as if he felt, how painful Syifa was while typing that chat.
'I don't want to lose you either, Yang. Although I agree with the request of Mami and Papi .. but I will always pray to God, if all this is just a dream. And hopefully there's a way we can't get divorced, even though I haven't found it myself.'
"Lho, how come you cry? Like a child, why, sir?" ali asked who was looking at Joe from the windshield.
Joe did not respond at all, even his tears continued to break so much that it made him as excited.
"This, sir." Aldi turned his body around to give Joe a bottle of water and some tissue. "Take this."
Joe shook his head, then wiped his tears.
***
Next day.
"Abi ... try Abi persuade Syifa, gih, make a meal," Umi Maryam pinta to the husband.
Right now, the two of them were in the kitchen, at the dining table. Intend to perform the third fasting.
Umi Maryam had been to Syifa's room, to deliver her meal. Don't eat, even wake up the girl doesn't.
Even since the return of Papi Paul from his home, Syifa daily only locked himself in the room while crying. Eating was only a spoonful and it was the result of Umi Maryam who forced her.
"Syifa is still having a hard time eating, Mi, from yesterday?" ask Abi Hamdan. He who was about to start bribing rice into the mouth finally did not so, then looked at his wife with sadness.
"Yes." Yeah." Umi Maryam nodded, her face also looking as sad as Abi Hamdan. "Every meal is sahur and open, just a spoonful of doang. I think this morning Syifa also does not need to fast, Bi."
"Why is that?" Abi Hamdan stood up and approached his wife.
"Fear of magh, people eat it little. Plus almost all day he slept in bed while crying, fear makruh also if brought fasting."
"Abi will try to persuade him, yes, Mi." Abi Hamdan smiled slightly, then stepped out of the kitchen and towards Syifa's room.
Ceklek~
The door opened slowly and was not locked.
Seen as Syifa was lying down with a blanket covering her body to the chest, she cried bitterly while looking at a photo album of her marriage to Joe.
Her eyes were puffy and red, her cheeks wet, her nose watery, her lips chapped and her hair messy. It looks so fucked up Syifa right now.
"Fa .. please stop crying over Jojon. Don't do this, Fa," asked Abi Hamdan to speak softly, as he walked in and sat on the bed. Next to his son. He slowly stroked Syifa's long hair, then kissed her briefly. "Tell me sad when you see you like this. Don't torture yourself, Fa."
...I'm also sad to see Syifa, Bi 🤧...