The Dilemma of One Night Love
Chapter 65

A pair of eyes that stared at each other exhaustedly. Fatigue with a married life that is not as sweet as Airin and Angga want. Airin thought again of what her husband had said, after he got out of the house and left in his car. Either this time go to Mona or really go to work. Airin was no longer able to ascertain what her husband would do, only able to guess with the worst thoughts though.

"Is this marriage a mistake?" murmured Airin, asking himself.

Lingga patted Airin's shoulder repeatedly, telling Airin to stop thinking about anything else. The lingga opened its mouth, waiting for a mouthful from Airin.

Angga's words this time, really made Airin feel sad. Tears slowly came down, and were unable to be stopped.

"Mom, why?" ask lingga, come closer. Removing the tears of Tear.

Airin closed both eyes with his hands. Hiding his sadness.in front of the Ringga. However, Ringga continued to shake Airin's body vigorously. Make Airin open her hands, and wipe away her tears.

Longing to return to the hometown terbesit again in his mind. Airin looked at his son's face, approaching the Ringga. Then, hold her tightly.

"We just go home to grandfather's house" said Airin lirih.

Lingga nodded slowly. Airin got up and left the dining table. Walk towards his room, holding Ringga.

Take the suitcase off the top of the closet. Put all his clothes and lingga into the suitcase.

Her heart was too sore to hear her husband's words just now, until it could no longer hold its patience for longer to last.

After packing all the goods, Airin ordered an online driver to drive him to the station. His mind was already narrow, no longer wanting to be at his mother-in-law's house.

The online driver arrived, Airin immediately took Ringga in his left hand, and his right hand pulled the suitcase towards the exit.

Passing BI Imah, the cynical maid in her mother-in-law's house. Bi Imah just glanced and immediately left. Airin also refused to care, but she was nobody for him.

"Where is the lady going?" ask the security guard standing in front of the fence.

"Not the fence sir!"

The fence was open, without answering the security guard questions. Airin went straight into the car he ordered.

'What am I doing in this house? I should have asked that question the first time I stepped on my husband's house, ' Inner Airin. Looking at her mother-in-law's house from the car window, before the car drove.

Airin looked at the face of Lingga. Then, hugged her tightly while continuing to whisper in her son's ear about the word "sorry".

"I'm sorry, mama,"

Arrive at the station,

Airin immediately bought a ticket and waited for the departure schedule in 2 hours. Airin did not stop fiddling with his hands fretfully. Try to convince yourself, if what he did this time is the right thing.

Her feelings are terrible, especially now that she is pregnant. It's like she escaped twice pregnant. The child who always wanted himself and also Angga. Airin got up, momentarily looking back wanting to go back and solve her problem with her husband. Then, sit back. Take a long breath. Closing his eyes for a moment, while continuing to hold his son's hand.

Until finally the train he was riding was in plain sight. Airin stepped up, while continuing to grip the hand of Ringga tightly.

Entering the train car, assisted by officers to pull the suitcase because Airin looks overwhelmed. Airin sat with Ringga in the available seats according to the ticket number. Staring out the window at the same time.

Staring at himself on the window. He felt himself failing at everything. As hard as he tried, brought the mistake he made and tried to fix it in a marriage bond with Angga. In fact, things still aren't going well. Not only Mona who still maintains her love for Angga, but now Angga also feels dependent on life for Mona. The two fill and interlock. Airin is like the dividing wall between the destiny of Mona and Angga.

A fairly long journey passed from Jakarta to the city of Bandung. Lingga to sleep in the lap of Airin. Waiting for this train to stop.

Arriving at the stop station, Airin wakes up Ringga. Then pull the suitcase while continuing to hold the hand of Ringga, out of the carriage.

Then, order a taxi to his house. His feelings were slightly elated, as he inhaled the air in the city of birth. I can't wait to meet her parents, but I'm also confused. What phrase? Where does the story start? Airin thought of all the reasons, so that when he arrived home his mother and father did not see if he had problems with Angga.

As the journey to the house drew nearer, Airin set his breath repeatedly to calm down. Take a small mirror inside the bag. Then pat both cheeks with wet wipes, to make it look a little fresh.

"Ringga, arrive at the home of grandparents do not say mamah and papah quarrel huh?"

Airin tried to compromise with his son. Lingga nodded, rubbing Airin's cheek.

"Mamah don't cry anymore yes, we will go to grandfather's house" said Ringga. Airin smiled, and nodded his head.

Taxi's stopping. Right down the street to Airin's house. Airin pulled the suitcase and clasped her son's hand with a smile.

Then there is suspicion. When a yellow flag was planted near his house. Airin was silent for a moment, and surprised.

"Father Ikmal," cried Ringga.

Airin saw the coffin being carried by his brother with other residents.