I'll Throw You Before You Honey Myself
In Journey

The person next to Jeevan was a young woman carrying a sack. I don't know what it is, but it seems heavy enough. Proven from the sweat that splashes on the forehead and temples.

The appearance of the woman was far from neat, even it was actually inappropriate for the size of someone who was traveling. In addition to the dull and stretchy negligee, his legs were left bare. No shoes or at least flip-flops. His hair was left messy and crammed around the face and shoulders, especially the shape is long and wavy. Very unsightly.

Actually, the face is not too bad. Pretty sweet even though the skin is not as smooth as the women around Jeevan—Elsa and Mauren. It's just that, the sweet level was sunk and the appearance of the collapse and the body odor is less fragrant.

"What is a half-stressed woman? Travel time looks like gini, where bring sacks again. I think people want to stop by. Apes was sitting next to me, "inner Jeevan.

He glanced once again at the woman sitting next to him. Murly, one thing Jeevan caught from the look on his face.

"Did he really drop out?" Jeevan is back.

Before Jeevan could figure out what was really going on with the woman next to him, the driver had already given a warning that the bus was about to leave. Jeevan's focus was slightly divided and did not pay attention to the woman anymore.

About five minutes after the bus drove, the woman stole Jeevan's attention again. How not, he cried as much as he could and was busy wiping tears with the seedy end of the negligent. Although at first did not want to care, but long Jeevan was uncomfortable and finally asked.

"Why?" Jeevan glanced at.

"Sad me, Mas," the woman replied in a raucous voice.

"Why?" Jeevan asked again.

"Sad!" The woman replied with higher intonation.

"I mean sad why? If you do not want to answer yes, the important thing is to be quiet. Don't cry, disturb other passengers know not" Jeevan replied in annoyance.

His mood was currently not good and there were even people who deliberately provoked his emotions, annoying.

"I was cast out with my husband and in-laws. This week we stayed in the boarding house. And earlier ... new also want to be ready, have been chased by debt collectors. It became gini, set out impromptu did not have time to shower," said the woman a few moments later.

"Why expelled?" ask Jeevan alakadarnya. Although the woman's confession was quite sad, but she had not sympathized.

"I was caught cheating. Though, my intentions are good. I cheated on me to earn more because my husband's salary was not much. Understand, only factory workers, not office people. Where is financed there are in-laws, there is a sister-in-law who is still in school. Sometimes to be confused how to tell him, until forced to delay pregnancy also because there is no preparation," explained the woman who then made Jeevan stunned.

"Cheating," Jeevan's inner self, instantly his memory was fixed on Mauren.

"Whatever the reason, cheating is not true. If to increase income, it can be with other work. You don't have to cheat, do you?" jeevan.

The woman let out a long sigh, "Maybe you have never lived hard, Mas, so it doesn't seem like lack of money is what it is. My husband and I work, not just for our expenses, but there are in-laws and sister-in-law. The in-laws are old and do not work, where they often get sick and have to buy medicine. Our salaries are all for that cost. I also think about what the future will be. I want to have children, have my own home. But, if every day is like that, how can it be?"

"But it doesn't have to be cheating, right? You can try opening a personal business or something. I can do it" Jeevan said.

"Don't be so smart when you talk, Mom. Still mending me cheating for money, lha you? For what? I have a beautiful wife, rich, and smart like Mauren, still cheating with Elsa, which in any case is far below Mauren's."

Jeevan flinched for a moment. He did not expect that the woman next to him knew about his household.

"You .. you___"

"Don't be surprised if I know. Mauren's mom is a famous woman. She is a model and also the owner of Victory. News of him must have spread everywhere, especially about your affair, Mas. So trending topic for days." The woman cut off Jeevan's stammering speech.

Jeevan was silent for a moment.

"I used to get angry when I knew the news, how yes .. gemes is the same you, Mas. How stupid that, ninggalin Mauren for Elsa. What do you see trying, Mas?"

Jeevan was silent. Foolish, one word that is most appropriate to describe him. Even more stupid, it was too late to realize his stupidity.

"Ah, everything is over. Hopefully there will be a better life in Bali later, "inner Jeevan.

Regardless of the woman next to him who was still talking at length, Jeevan leaned back and recalled the incident earlier this morning. Jeevan was able to get Elsa. He wanted to see her before going far away and either would return, or might not return again. No matter how much she was disappointed, but did not close the fact that Elsa was once a special woman in her heart.

But Elsa did not want to see him. His ex left a letter to the police. I don't know what happened with Elsa, until now the letter has not been read Jeevan, still folded neatly in the wallet.

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The hour hand showed that at 10:00 p.m., the bus was still driving between the vehicles that were packed into the street. Many passengers have fallen asleep, including the woman next to Jeevan, who turns out to be named Indira. His appearance was now slightly better than before, his hair was neatly tied and his arms were wrapped in a thick jacket, with a still brilliant color.

Jeevan also wore a jacket to ward off the cold from the night air. However, unlike the other passengers, Jeevan could not turn a blind eye. There is no drowsiness despite repeatedly trying to relax themselves. Finally, Jeevan just kept silent while staring at the flickering lights out there.

On the sidelines of his silence, Jeevan suddenly remembered a letter from Elsa. Then, he hurried to pick up his wallet and took the folds of paper he had tucked away this morning.

"What the hell is that, why didn't he want to see me? Too disappointed or ... Is there anything else I don't know?" jeevan's inner self before opening the fold. I don't know, suddenly his heart was beating fast. A flashback of Elsa's shared memories, was also shamelessly present just like that in her memory.

"Read it first." Jeevan muttered as he opened the folds bit by bit.

The neat little writing clearly filled half the page. Then in the bottom right corner, there is a sign 'Elsabila Zaqia'.

Without waiting for long, Jeevan read the first line of the letter.

Mas Jeevan___

Seriate...