When Love Comes And Goes
Episodes 118

Amir sat in a roadside stall, just sipping a cup of coffee to calm his heart. He breathed many times, but the feeling of tightness never left. He had already lost, defeated his own arrogance.

"Destroyed everything, destroyed everything. I'm ruined" he lamented, dropping his head on the table.

The shop owner shook his head, had often encountered people like Amir in his stall.

"How, Ma?" Amir raised his head listlessly, looking at the stall owner who was busy serving other buyers.

"No, no, deh. Free for you," replied the Owner Warung feel sorry to see the condition of Amir.

"Really, Mom?" tanyanya could not believe it.

"Yes. It's okay, but don't sit there for long. Who wants to eat later do not get a chair," said the middle-aged woman indirectly drove Amir from his stall.

The man sighed, lazily rising.

"Yes already. Thanks, Mom." He just left.

Walking with a draped suit and left shoulder. Luckily, Amir still had the rest of his salary last month. He stood by the side of the road, waiting for the online motorcycle he ordered.

"Why is today so unlucky? I don't know if the King owns the company. That means Mayang .. argh! It turned out that his life was now even better than it was in the same time as me," muttered Amri lowering his hand from the shoulder listlessly.

He looked up while closing his eyes, breathing as much air as possible to fill the lungs that dry out.

"Sir Amir?" scold someone who stops in front of Amir.

The man opened his eyes, lowered his head to stare at the carpenter who was reprimanding him.

"Yes, Sir. Directly, yes," said Amir while sitting in the back seat impatiently want to get home soon.

The motor drove carrying a man who had lost his passion for life. However, not yet at home, Amir was startled by two figures standing outside the gate while staring at their house.

"Mother!" muttered Amir while patting the back of the Ojek Repairman.

The motor stopped a little far away, Amir ran after paying the fare. His heart wondered at the sight of two large suitcases near them.

"Mother? Why are you guys outside? Then what is this? Why is my suitcase here?" amir asked confusedly.

The two of them turned their heads in unison, Bibi pushed Mom's wheelchair closer to Amir. Leave the responsibility of the woman to him.

"Sorry, Sir. There was a party from the company that kicked Mom out of the house. He said, until there is strong evidence that proves you are innocent, this house should not be occupied to compensate for the losses caused by the Father," said Bibi without looking sad at all.

Mother cried on a wheelchair, the arrogance she used to be proud of little by little left her.

Amir was stunned, his breath suddenly cut off. The regret grew stifling, but it was too late. Rice has become porridge.

"Here, I hand over Mother to Father. I want to stop working with you." Aunt gave the wheelchair to Amir.

"Where are the aunts going? Aunty don't stop, I promise I'll keep paying Aunt's salary exactly the same as before. Yes, Bi? If no Auntie who wants to take care of Mom? I have to work for money." Amir said something to Aunt, but the woman no longer wanted to work for him.

He left the family and chose to find another job. Amir retreated and fell on the ground. Lamenting his shattered fate at once.

I can't do anything, just cry and feel sad to see the child.

"It's all ruined, ma'am. I'm completely devastated, now I don't know where to go. I don't have a destination, Mom." Amir was crying hugging his mother's feet.

The old woman's hand rubbed her son's hair, completely helpless by the circumstances. What happened to Amir, all can not be separated from his role as a mother who has dragged Amir to the brink of destruction. Sorry, but it's too late.

Amir's career is destroyed, his proud possessions are lost and destroyed. Now, just stay themselves. Either able or not to survive.

A few moments continued to wail, Amir moved too. Pushing a wheelchair away from the house he used to be proud of. Stepping slowly down the streets, looking for a rented house that can be rented.

The woman nodded slowly without being able to speak her son. Wherever Amir will take him away, he will obey.

"Mother hungry?" amir asked when he saw the rice stall on the side of the road.

The woman's head nodded, already from this morning she was holding her hunger because Auntie did not make her breakfast. Amir pushes Mom's wheelchair into a simple stall that they've never been to in a lifetime.

"It's okay, isn't it, Mom, we're eating here?" amir asked again, sitting in a chair near his mother.

He nodded again, no other choice but to obey his son. Unintentionally Amir's eyes saw a familiar figure, in the distance with the appearance that is still the same as before.

"Melina?"

Feeling that he will get help, Amir intends to go to him.

"Mom wait here, yeah. Amir wants to go there for a while" Amir told his mother.

He leaves Mom's woman to the shop owner, while she goes out to meet Melina across the street.

"Melina!" call Amir and look to the right and left of the road before running to cross.

The sexy woman was delirious, not happy with the existence of Amir. Don't smile, just look reluctant. She walked away regardless of her ex-husband's call.

"Melina! Wait!" Amir pulled Melina's hand, but brushed off the woman violently.

"Would you call me? We have no business anymore!" ketus Melina, bummer of responsibility, she already hates Amir a lot.

"Mel, I know I was wrong. I'm sorry. You want to forgive me, don't you?" amir said to the woman.

Melina snorted, turned away with a small laugh not intending to respond.

"Melina, let's turn the kayak over again, yeah. I promise I won't cheat again, Mel. Please," Amir held the woman's hand gently, forgetting her previous treatment of Melina.

The woman withdrew her hand, refusing to come into contact with Amir.

"I'm sorry, I can't. Ever since you brought that woman home, I've lost faith in you, Mas. Don't bother me anymore" Melina refused to go back to Amir.

"But, Mel. I have divorced him, I prefer you. We'll go back to kayak first, yeah." Amir made it clear that Melina was the only hope for Amir to stop.

"Once again I'm sorry, I can't" Melina said.

"Mel, I beg you. I don't know where else to go. Please, Mel!" amir said he was getting tired.

Melina sneered, wanting to laugh at Amir who looked like a fool.

"You are Mas, Mas. Yesterday nyuekin me, do not care about me because I have a new wife. Now you have made it clear to me to return to you. What am I really? It's the same with your favorite wife, not me," said Melina fiercely.

Amir can no longer give up, given all his attitude towards Melina first. He lowered his head, sad.

"Darling, what's wrong?"

The male voice that came, jolted Amir's consciousness.

"not nobody. Come on!"

Amir's heart pain saw the intimacy of the two of them.

Without them noticing, a pair of eyes scanned cautiously.