THE BLESSING OF PICKPOCKETING
HONESTY ABOUT PRIDE

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Amie and Putut joined together along with all the merchants who were there. No one is interested, even confused because there is too much they want. “Yank, we buy all that one portion for both anyway? So we can eat many kinds,” Putut suggests like that in order to taste many types of food.

“Yes, that's it Mas, let our stomachs be full, and our appetite fulfilled.” Amie agrees to Putut's brilliant proposal.

“Now you have a suggestion where to go?” putut asked after they were full enough.

“I never went out at night while living in Solo. Even my brothers don't like to go out at night. Where do I have a night tourism reference?” lamented Amie. Siswojo family children are not the ones who like to go out at night. But now that Ragil is starting to change, he's getting out late even though it's not too late.

“You want to walk down the memory lane maybe? When with Jhon, Ragil or Angga?” putut fishing line. And Amie pias. It seems that Amie did not want to share the story about Angga at all.

“Yank .. yank,” Putut called Amie over and over because he saw his wife fall silent. Putut stop at TBS (Solo Cultural Park ). He invited his wife to come down and he took her to a small cafe that was not too crowded across from TBS.

“Yank, I want us to talk yes,” Putut clasped his wife's hand and kissed her. He's already ordered hot caphucino and hot milk choco. Amie looked at Putut with a wist.

“You know, Mas married you mindfully. I know you were married to Angga and you were pregnant. You love or not with him, Mas will not be a problemin.”

“That's your past and no one can ever erase the past. I want you to accept everything with a chest. You don't have to feel guilty calling Angga's name in front of Mas. You will not be angry or jealous. You can share your good times with Angga without feeling guilty!” Putut gave understanding to Amie. He did not want Amie depressed to mention the name Angga in front of him.

“Can I be honest?” asked Amie with teary eyes.

“I'm your husband’?” Putting her back to ask and Amie simply nodded without a word.

“If you think Mas is your husband. He is your priest. You should have trusted me. You should not hesitate to tell the truth. We don't just know Yank! You know Mas is not an easy person to get angry let alone play rough. Mas will always try to be honest with you, so Mas also want you to be honest with Mas,” replied Putut gently.

“Since marriage, I only apply according to religious teachings. I must obey and obey my husband. When I was pregnant, I used to plug it in to her. I never want to be far away. Maybe it's hormonal influence.”

“But now every remembering him there is only guilt. That's why I never wanted to mention her name. Because there was never a sweet moment. There I feel more guilty to mas Angga why there are no memories that imprint,” Amie took tissue to wipe his tears. He sips his hot chocolate.

“We haven't been together since we got married. Out at night we started doing when I craved for something and checked for pregnancy. The rest we met at home. Routine from morning until back in the morning like that.”

“Mas Angga is not a romantic person taking the road or eating. He was just busy with making papers and checking out his student duties. Our communication is very good, but if you can be honest even though many words of love and love are spoken, it does not seem from the bottom of the heart. Just simply spoken as a sweetener and a sentence-busting,” Amie explains further.

Amie remembered that this was the Angga she knew. Not making things up. Angga is a kind and gentle man.

“Yang Mas knows, Angga is humorous even though he is not as nosy as Ragil, he is a hard worker. Although not too smart but diligent so that it can be a lecturer,” Putut tries to recall the nature of his High School friends.

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