Sorry for My Lust
Chapter 1 The Funeral
A girl stood up. The mourners one by one began to leave the cemetery area that began to be quiet. It was at that moment that the black hooded sweet girl approached the two navels whose soil was still wet and full of flowers.
"Finally you die..die..hahaha!!"
Hiccup.hik.
After being satisfied to cuss finally the tiny body fell to the ground in front of the two navels.
"Why??"
"What have I been wrong with you all this time, so you two can have an affair behind my back?"
"You....!!" point it at a gravestone bearing the words ALI WARDHANA.
"You're my boyfriend, after high school we're getting engaged before we go to college..but where's your sweet promise?? to always love me?? you're too easy to turn away!!"
"And you??? point it again at a gravestone next to it that says RINA AMALIA.
"You're my best friend, I trust all my love stories to you, you know I love Ali but why did you take it from me??"
"Indeed, lecherous couple like you both deserve to die!!" shouted the tiny girl named Sasha Hafiza.
"Remember you Ali Wardhana....Rina Amalia.I swear I will never open the door to my forgiveness for you two.I don't care if your spirits have to depend between heaven and earth...I hate you with all my body soul even to the point that I die even though I will never open my sorry door!!!"
JEDARR...
The sound of lightning snatched in the sky as if accompanying the oath of the girl who rested on the ground in a state of a very wounded heart.
Heavy rain flushed his frail body mixed with tears that had not stopped since it flowed from his two eyelids.
Two figures of the girl's body in a white-gray uniform walked in the burial area which began to appear vaguely as it was covered in the pouring rain.
"Saaj...Sasha...Where are you??" yelled the white hijab girl named Ramlah.
"Ramlah.percuma you shouted.even though until the veins break in your neck, Sasha will not hear it under the torrential rain like now!!" said the curly-haired girl with glasses named Fauziah.
Both wear umbrellas walking along the cemetery.
"Ramlah, behold!!" show Fauziah pointing his index finger at the body figure squatting between two tombstones.
"That's Sasha." cried Ramlah then half-running to the figure who was crouched back to him.
Sasha who had felt all over her body frozen suddenly she no longer felt the rain on her body raising her head up.
He saw two umbrellas wading at him from the rain.
"Ramla...Fauziah.." his voice raspy calling his two best friends.
Blukkkp...
In a state of the body still crouching suddenly Sasha collapsed to the ground muddy and unconscious.
"Waduh.gimana this is Ziah.." said Ramlah confused while asking Fauziah opinion.
Fortunately at that time the tomb guards were going around checking there was fear of a landslide tomb, especially a new tomb like the tomb of two people in front of them.
"What's wrong with your friends?" ask the old man.
"Please our friend sir.he passed out and we couldn't lift him..." fauziah said while Ramlah's skirt had been wet with rain and still supported Sasha's body, which was also soaked.
Mr. Wiryo or people call him Mr. Wir because Sasha's body is so cold because it is very cold.
Fauziah helped to cover the bodies of the two to a small house not far from the cemetery complex.
A young man of their age came out from inside the house to meet the four people.
"You're Yusuf Darmawan, right?? you're a child of class XII Ipa 1 you're a classmate of Rina and Ali who just died, right??" ask Ramlah.
At first Joseph Darmawan did not recognize the three because the three of them were drenched, but after being close, Joseph Darmawan clearly saw it.
"You're XII Ips 2 kids, right? asked Yusuf Darmawan.
"What time are you guys in the cemetery almost like this maghrib??" tanyakanya.
"We're both looking for our friend Sasha who's looking for her boyfriend's grave!!" Ramlah.
"Already...Yusuf, title the mat in the living room and quickly prepare warm tea for the three of them later only the question and answer session!!" wiryo Yusuf Darmawan's father said.
Deftly the handsome young man rolled out a mat taking a pillow and prepared a hot tea with water from the dispenser.
"Waduh.the three of you will catch a cold if you still wear wet clothes like this."
Then Wir went into the room, took three negligees and came out and gave them.
"This is my wife's shirt, you wear it first so as not to get cold."
One by one they change clothes at least they are not too cold.
"Where's Wir's wife??" ask Ramlah.
"My wife died 10 years ago when Yusuf was still in the 2nd grade of elementary school." said Mr. Wir.
"I'm sorry sir!!" Ramlah.
"It's okay, boy!!" said mr. Wir.
Shortly Joseph came out with a teapot containing hot tea and 4 empty glasses and he brought a banana that he just boiled this afternoon.
Mr. Wir is a retired teacher. Then he devoted his life as a keeper of the tomb which is located close to his home.
Sasha soon regained consciousness from her stupor. He got up and sat down. His memories have not been fully gathered.
After his memory began to recover he sobbed slowly. The longer the stuffing gets louder and sounds heartbreaking.
"Drink.." said Mr. Wir thrust a glass of warm tea on Sasha. Joseph looked confusedly at the crying girl.
"Suf, then please deliver the three of them yes..pity women on foot threesome!!" said mr. Wir.
"Take Sasha, Suf..aku and Ramlah were riding a motorcycle here, we leave the motor in the house of the people!!" Fauziah.
"they prayed Maghrib together after that they went home and Shasa was escorted by Yusuf with his matic motorbike.
Along the way Yusuf and Sasha who did not know each other just kept quiet. Yusuf only asked where Sasha lived the rest he kept quiet because he knew the girl sitting behind him was not okay.
It still felt as though he was passing his shoulder that was stuck behind Joseph because Sasha sat a woman when she was rocked by Joseph.
Actually Joseph was curious because honestly as the son of the tomb guard, Joseph was a young man who was able to see things that ordinary people could not see.
Along the way to Sasha's house she felt like she was being followed by something from behind the bushes and trees they passed on the street.
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