Until the End
episode 71's.Rujak Fruit

"My mama invited you to dinner tonight, you come, don't disappoint my mama" said Aksa, some time ago indeed they accidentally met at the largest mole in the country.

Zahira just smiled. did not agree nor refused Aksa's words.Aksa stepped away, Zahira let out a long sigh.

"Zahira! "

The familiar sound of screaming made Zahira stop her steps. Zahira turned her head, looking as if someone was running towards her. Zahira waited for her and smiled towards the beautiful girl.

"Zahira, where have you been. I waited in the apartment. You haven't been back in a long time. "

Omel Bianca, with a breath of innocence after running around.Bianca, a neighbor of the apartment who always accompanied Zahira. his age was 1 year above Zahira, was like a brother who always looked after his sister.

"You looking for me?" Ask her.

"Yes, I brought you some fruits. Usually pregnant people like you will crave. "

Bianca handed out a few plastic bags containing lots of fresh fruit. Zahira frowned.

"I don't want it, Bi! "

"Ishhhh. Why are you so different from most pregnant people, I want to serve you, come on eat rujak. "

Zahira just laughed at Bianca's chatter.The two headed towards the Zahira Apartment, preparing the spice requested by Bianca. Zahira smiled, gratitude always adorned his mind, get a friend as good as Bianca is a gift for him in the midst of solitude in the country of others.

After struggling with some herbs and peeling fruit, they serve the rujak on the table.Then they clean themselves and perform Dzuhur prayer congregation.

A few minutes after Dzuhur they gathered at the dining table. Bianca looked very spicy, while Zahira just laughed at the behavior of her best friend.

Young mango, apple, pineapple, papaya, which is very tempting tongue both.Zahira glanced here and there observing Bianca. Indeed, the pregnancy that usually makes pregnant women become spoiled and crumpled, that is not the case for Zahira, the article Zahira does not feel nausea, the article, vomiting does not even want food that would normally be asked by other pregnant women.

"It doesn't seem like I'm the one cravings, but you Bi, just look at you almost spending half of it."

Bianca smiled faintly, then looked at Zahira.

"Za... Don't you miss your husband? Don't you ever think, maybe your husband has nausea, vomiting, and cravings? "

Bianca's question caught Zahira's attention, her heart rippled, claustrophobic began to rule her chest. Bima's face popped into his mind.Seeing the change in Zahira's face, Bianca approached him.

"Did I say something wrong, Zahira?"ask Bianca. Zahira shook his head.

Zahira averted her eyes, Thinking about the possibility of Bianca's speech.

" Have you ever seen anything like that? "asked Zahira, Bianca shook her head.

"I've read such articles on google, I've also heard my mommy tell me, how my daddy suffered when my mommy was pregnant with me" Bianca said.

Bianca's explanation makes Zahira shivering.imagining Bima's face that looks pale, because vomiting and can not eat well.

" Mad Bima, do you feel like Bianca told you? "Inner Zahira, Zahira seemed worried, but a moment later her memory was fixed on some friendly photos of her husband with Renata who stifled her chest.

"Where you may be suffering Mas, maybe now you even have fun with him. You are happy because of my departure. Even for almost 3 weeks you haven't been looking for me, you've been ignoring me for almost a month, you're so mean, you're really the worst man I've ever met. "

Zahira held tightness in her chest. Bianca had cleaned the table, stored the rest of the rujak in the refrigerator, then pampit home.Zahira locked the door, then spread her body on the sofa, after glancing at the clock that showed at 15:00.

Geck.. Geck... The sound of the door being knocked from outside.

"Yes a minute..! "Need from within.

" What the hell is Bianca, just bother. "

Zahira grumbled, Zahira stepped towards the door opening the door with a slight annoyance.

"What else is Bi? "

Zahira said slightly snapping, Zahira was surprised. It was no longer Bianca who interrupted his break. For a moment their eyes looked at each other. The eyes still look beautiful, even though the panda eyes appear circular black adorned his ex.The view is still warm, melted Zahira's heart. The view belonged to Bima, the husband she longed for so much, the husband who always enveloped her mind, she looked thin, looking pale, even so, good looks were still visible on her face. Zahira took her breath, holding back a circle of tears that were ready to adorn her beautiful face.

"Good Afternoon Mr. Bima. " The answer is friendly. Zahira clenched her hand to greet Bima. Bima was very sad to hear the greeting, they became very far away, like strangers. Bima looked at Zahira with sayu. Bima stepped forward. However, Zahira stepped back.

The corner of his lips lifted into a smile, his heart felt cool to see Zahira, Bima wanted to immediately hug the woman who so missed her. However, seeing Zahira's expression made Bima hold her back.

"Please enter Mr. Bima. "

Zahira let in Bima, she stepped her feet, walked down towards the living room. Bima followed him, carrying regret in her heart, bringing longing and deep love from her heart.

"Please sit Mr. Bima. "

Zahira let Bima sit down. Bima sat on the sofa in front of Zahira.

"What do you need Mr Bima to come here? "

He asked, Zahira endured the turmoil of longing that tormented her mind. His heart really never expected the arrival of Bima in front of him.

"Darling, I'm sorry! " She said.

"Sorry for what Mr Bima? " You've got nothing wrong with me!"

Zahira got up, it felt unable to face Bima, her tears almost fell down her cheeks.

"Please wait a minute, sir, I'll get you a drink. "

Bima followed Zahira, trailing behind Zahira, Zahira stopped and twisted his body.

"Wait there, don't follow me sir, "

Jerky Zahira.

"Dear, please forgive me. We need to talk. "

"There's nothing to talk about, Mr. Bima.Please wait there. "

Zahira said as she stretched her hand towards the chair in front of her. Zahira stepped to the right, Bima followed him, stepping to the left of Bima also followed him. Zahira turned his body, avoiding Bima.However, Bima drew his hand, Pushing Zahira's body to the wall. locking Zahira's movements with both hands.One hand pulled Zahira's jaw.Bima kissed Zahira's lips. He misses his wife very much. Zahira tried to rebel, but still unable to power Bima much stronger than his rejection.Zahira silent tears melted, longing so hot, honestly he was so happy to get a touch Bima, touch so soft.However, so happy,His anger controlled his heart.

Plaque... Zahira lifted a hard slap on Bima's cheek. Zahira looked at him sharply. Zahira was very angry.However, Bima smiled tightly grasping Zahira's hand.

"You can slap again, here. "

He pointed Zahira's hand at her right cheek.

"Here."Directing his hand on Bima's forehead.

"Here."Directing her hand thinned.

" Do as much as you can, "Speak Bima, Bima wiped the tears that wet his wife's cheeks.

" Don't cry, I've made you cry a lot."

Zahira averted his gaze, he was reluctant to look at Bima's eyeballs which seemed to make him melt just like that.

"Take me off."Zahira shouted, Bima ignored Zahira's screams.His hand just kept holding Zahira's hand.

"I said release me Mr. Bima, I'm sorry if I ever harassed you Mr. Bima, please let go. "

Zahira was really fed up, really hated Bima. He did not want to see Bima's face turning away from Bima.

"I miss you, baby. " Bima whispered softly, very slowly, but still heard in the ears of Zahira who was so close to him. The expression of longing really made the tightness in Zahira's chest.

"Cihhh. Missed??? What kind of nonsense is he playing?? 10 Days ignored me, 3 weeks did not care about my departure, and now just want to say Miss???. The Inner Rebellion Zahira.

Zahira was silent, silent did not answer a word, he just wanted to escape from Bima who locked his way.