The Dilemma of One Night Love
Chapter 55

Airin touched his forehead, and felt a sore wound. With a staggering body walking towards the room, while continuing to wipe the blood on the forehead.

Arriving in the room, Angga who was sitting on the bed accompanying Lingga turned his head after knowing the presence of Airin when opening the door.

Airin took the tissue, and wiped the wound.

"Why you?"

Angga approached, and touched Airin's shoulder. Then, it was shocked to see the blood on the tissue.

"Huh, what's wrong with you?" asked the panicked Angga, pulling Airin's hand to sit down. Then look for wound medicine in the drawer.

"Your mother pushed me." replied Airin.

Angga turned his head for a moment, then went back to looking for wound medicine. Once he got it, Angga sat next to Airin. Apply wound medicine with a cotton bud. Airin grimaced, holding his wound. However, Angga did not continue to discuss it when it came to his mother's name.

Ringga rose up and blew a wound on Airin's forehead.

"This is mah, let Ringga blowin,"

The phallus pulls Airin's chin and makes repeated blows. Airin smiled as she grimaced in pain.

Without a word, Angga came out of the room after sticking plaster on Airin's forehead.

Her mother-in-law's angry voice began to sound, her footsteps rumbling towards Airin's room.

"Where? You don't do anything,"

Her mother-in-law went into the room, then approached Airin.

"You're guilty of me, I didn't do anything with you! Fuck up!" grumbled her mother-in-law, then pulled Airin's chin hard. Melototti wounds on Airin's forehead.

Airin put away her mother-in-law's hand, then dodged.

"You pushed me to the table" said Airin.

Her mother-in-law glanced sharply at Airin.

"Had it been, don't be like that with Airin. He's a son-in-law of mamah" said Angga.

"So you believe more in your wife than you do? Hem!"

Her mother-in-law twitched her waist and glared at Angga.

"Only this kind of wound are you spoiled! Make a fuss! You hick!" That cruel look was now towards Airin while pointing.

Airin was silent, while Ringga looked frightened and ran towards Airin.

Her mother-in-law then walked out of the room, closing the door loudly. Lingga cried seeing the quarrel.

"Mama, go home .." whine lingga. Angga pulled his son's hand, then tried to calm him by patting him on the shoulder repeatedly.

While Airin who can not stand all this, crying as much as he took down the suitcase from the top of the closet. Put one of his clothes in the suitcase.

"Where are you going?" tanya Angga approached. Pulling suitcase Airin.

"I can't stand it, I want to go home" replied Airin, trying to pick up his suitcase again, but Angga held it back by hugging Airin.

"Have calmed down, do not get emotional because of trivial problems,"

Airin looked up, pushing Angga's chest.

"Sepele?" tanya Airin frowned.

"Perhaps, if I could record your mama's words earlier, you'd know if it wasn't just trivial,"

"Already, Rin. Later I try to talk with my mother well." said Angga and then out of the room.

Airin clutched her son tightly, crying slowly.

"Well, just go home, okay?" ask Ringga. Airin was silent and wiped away her tears.

***

The night was filled with pain. Airin patted her back gently, cradling her son to sleep. His gaze was blank, his mind filled with worry.

Angga went into the room, carrying a box of cookies placed on the table. Then, get closer to Airin. Hugging Airin with seduction persuasion to survive in this house.

"Patience a little" said Lirih Angga, touching Airin's hand. Airin was silent.

"I've spoken with mamah, he will also try to make peace with all this. Let him accept you as time goes on,"

Airin glanced at Angga, without replying.

"Prophey, baby. Is your wound still hurting?"

Airin was still silent, removed Angga's hand from his waist and switched to lying next to Ringga. Angga followed him, and lay behind Airin while hugging Airin again.

"I love you so much, love me and my mother. You're all very important to me."

"If you back off this time and go home, what about me? Do you love me no more?"

The same sentence is heard, either an inducement or a seduction. It all sounds monotonous.

A warm kiss landed on Airin's neck and cheeks. The closed eyes seek tranquility, accompanied by a warmth that sometimes wants to be released, and sometimes missed.

The heart wondered 'Is it all my fault?' although the eyes were closed, but the question rang. Fulfill the mind and carry away the dream.

Midnight Airin awakens, due to a question that turns into a nightmare. Looking back, Angga still tightly hugged her. Slowly get rid of Angga's fingers and get out of bed.

Take ablution water, and perform evening prayers. To complain of this sadness in awe of the Creator. Tears slowly dripped on the prayer mat. Airin hiccuped in silence, holding him with a hand wrapped in mucus.

When he had the calm, he went back to bed. Looking at the tired face of her husband Angga. Angga looked just as tired as he was. Working is not just to give a living Airin alone. However, he also had to take care of his father-in-law's hospital expenses and also give life to his mother-in-law.

For a moment, remembering Angga's kindness to his parents. Makes Airin weak. Trying to rearrange his heart to hold on once more.

Angga woke up, after finding a touch of Airin on his head.

"You're not sleeping?" angga asked, rubbing his eyes and touching Airin's cheek.

"I'm sorry,"

Slowly tears down again, when looking at the eyes of Angga. Angga got up and hugged Airin.

"I am too, baby,"

The embrace turned into more warmth. When a few more kisses land on the body and become a remedy to soothe the sadness.

Angga's hand that tightly grasps Airin's hand, two eyes that look at each other full of love. Two people who are making love, wiping the sadness they both feel.

"What's with the granddaughter, mama's gonna change?" asked Angga, whispering softly.

Airin patted Angga's shoulder in annoyance. Angga smiled, then pulled out the blanket and did his job.