Ballad Maid So Madam (Related, Happy?)

7. The Lady Boby Wardoyokusumo

"Ganists!"

Samar I see, the shadow of Boby running towards me.

Before it was all dark ....

****

I slowly opened my eyes, my head was so dizzy.

"You are conscious" said Oliv.

The beautiful woman was sitting on the side of my bed, her hands twitching my forehead.

Not only Oliv, Dinda lay down while hugging me.

This girl is crying, I'm wiping her head.

In my room there were also Mr. Atmaja and Boby standing at the end of the bed, with a health worker. I guessed it like that because there was a stethoscope hanging around his neck.

The gaze of Mr. Atmaja's eyes was so sharp, it made me feel as if the patient was about to be judged.

"I'll excuse you" said the health worker.

Mr. Atmaja approached me and pulled Boby's collar, only to find Boby's face bruised.

"Say! Are you pregnant with Boby's child?" ask Mr. Atmaja.

My tongue is muddy, it turns out that they already know of my pregnancy, and it seems that Boby has confessed his actions to Mr. Atmaja.

I just nodded slowly.

Boby again gets a raw bogem from Mr. Atmaja.

Kicks, punches and swearing from Mr. Atmaja no one was cheated by Boby.

The man seemed resigned to accept everything that Lord Atmaja did.

"I'm ashamed of you, I gave you a job so you could be independent. Not counting on your father, I want you to be a successful man. I'm ashamed to admit you're my niece. What would I tell the girls, what should I tell your father .., my brother! You raped her, I don't want to know! You have to take responsibility, marry Rengganis." Mr. Atmaja cursed Boby, his hands and feet did not stay still.

I can only cry, either because I see Boby being beaten or my fate is spoiled from all that I have planned. It worked until my kids were successful.

Oliv and Dinda, both of them hugged me tightly.

In their arms my cry became more and more.

****

That very afternoon, an ustad came and married me and Boby.

Strange bride, my eyes are puffy and Boby with a bonyok face. Even his left eye was swollen.

"In the meantime you marry siri first, if this child has been born immediately remarried. We don't know a soul mate, do we! Hopefully sadinah" said Mr. Atmaja.

Oliv smiled as he hugged me, as did the other workers.

Congratulations they all gave, not forgetting to pray for us to be a happy family.

Is it possible, happy?

After the wedding, Boby threw his body in my bed. The man, instead of going into his own room, lay down on my bed.

I stared as soon as I saw the man casually smoking while sitting leaning on the bed.

The cigarette smoke filled the room, inevitably I opened the window even though it was night.

"Why not go to your own room?" my protest.

"Why? Aren't we married, and why am I sleeping alone. Aren't you willing to give up his body to a man who's unconscious from drunkenness." Boby grinned at me, his words so heart-piercing.

Indirectly, he accused me of taking the opportunity when he was unconscious.

"What did you say?" my many.

"You like me, don't you? So you want to have a long night with me. ******!" objurgation.

My heart is hot, my emotions are peaking.

My tears fell on the night of our wedding.

POSTER ...!

One slap I gave her to her cheek.

"Until your heart insults me like that, I never want this. You got drunk and rang the bell repeatedly that night, I opened the door and you walked in ... You got drunk and called me Selena, then why am I teasing you? Why would I fight if I wanted to, how could you insult me like that." Cecarku at length.

Boby was silent, he just looked me in the eye as if looking for a crack of lie in my eyes.

I was undaunted, until we saw each other. Though my tears never stop dripping.

Boby pulled his hair and left, and he didn't come back to my room that night. Maybe go back to his room.

At exactly 04:00, I took a shower and immediately spread the prayer mat and poured all my turmoil on the owner of this body and life.

I could not help but cry, remembering the faces of my children. My goal is to come here for a bright future with the kids, but why is it even like this.

After praying back my stomach feels stirred, this nausea again attacked me in the morning blind.

I opened the door and went to the bathroom.

This nausea makes me limp, I'm falling on the floor.

My face is so pale, I can see the reflection of my face in the big mirror in this bathroom.

The tail of my eyes caught the figure of the man who castrated me last night, staring at me pushyly.

I don't know what else the drama will be this morning, I wash my face and mouth.

"You vomited" he said.

I don't respond to his words, it's sick of just being his wife for a day. With all his words last night, it made me not want to get close to him.

Dizzy again whack, do not want him to know what I think. Gegasku sat on the side of the bed opposite to him.

I grimaced, but my stomach felt stirred again.

My way is paved, I can feel a pair of sturdy hands reaching me into the bathroom and back I spewed water, nothing came out.

Boby nibbled at the nape of my neck, not since when in his hands was eucalyptus oil. She rubbed my nape with that oil, a little warm.

I washed my mouth again, I who was weak can only resign when he turned my body and grooved my neck and forehead with that eucalyptus oil.

I resigned as well as he threw himself into the bed, I immediately lay down again.

"My head is dizzy" I said.

"Look back, I'm going to rub some eucalyptus oil first, and then I'll get you some food" he said.

I just nodded, and my heart hesitated.

Why is his attitude back this morning soft and considerate to me, is this just sympathy?

Revealed the negligee I wore, my hand held back its motion.

"What are you doing?" my many.

My eyes are wide open and do not want him to do it again, even if he did I sinned if he refused.

"I'm just going to rub this oil into your stomach and chest. Nothing more!" concluded.

I can't dodge that way, I turn my face away when he reveals my negligee up.

I who only use the interior feel embarrassed, while Boby seems to deliberately linger to spread the oil to my body.

"Already," I sighed.

This hand is trying to lower the open negligee, while Boby's hand is wriggling around my chest.

"I want to" he whispered.

I can only look into those eyes, I don't know what to say when Boby demands his due.

I could only nod slowly, but after that he hit the wall.

Not doing what he whispered to me.

Realizing that the man was emotional, I pulled myself out of bed and sat away.

I correct my negligence, shame makes me not dare to lift my face to look at my husband.

"I'm guessing you did tease me that night. Why did you do it, I have a lover ... I love her and I promise to marry her! Why don't you just kill yourself, I can't love you!"scream the man.

Boby cornered me, she was crying ... The man wept for the way he didn't want to live, which was to marry me.

My tears are pouring, "why do you blame me, I don't want to be like this either. Why am I wrong? Is it because I'm a non-owner, so I'm always considered low and have no self-esteem!" This time I got all my stuff out on him.

"Well, I'll wait for this child to be born. After that I want us to be strangers, as long as you're still my wife. I will support your children and you will not leave me until this child is born, after that it is up to you. Today you stop working, I'll face uncle. You have breakfast first, then clean your clothes. We're moving out of here" Boby explained at length.

I just chose to lie down, he came out of the room and soon returned with food.

Then go again, somewhere.

*****

Now, I packed up and assisted Boby so that before long we had a say to all colleagues and of course Oliv and Mr. Atmaja, who I just knew he was Boby's uncle.

While Dinda whines to come with me, Mr. Atmaja promises Dinda can visit me three times a week then the girl does not whine anymore.

"Where are you going to take Rengganis? To your parents' house, your apartment or where?" ask Mr. Atmaja.

"I'm going to stay at grandma's house" Boby replied.

"Ok, close to uncle's house. So you can go home, your wife is pregnant young. It should always be there for her." Mr. Atmaja smiled as he hugged Boby.

****

Along the way, we were silent, nobody spoke.

About twenty minutes, we finally got to a simple house that was quite spacious.

This house is well maintained even though there is nothing to fill, a one-story house with one room. For me, this house is huge.

"How's it?" ask Boby.

I mute, I immediately dress both his and mine.

"I'm hungry" he said.

I went back to being silent, my heart was afraid of getting hurt every time I spoke to him.

Suddenly, from behind the pull of my hijab until my long hair is broken.

Kissing the nape of my neck, I can feel the breath.

His hand squeezed my chest, making me lean my head against his chest.

Behind it my body is facing her and on the crest of my hair," base******cheap."

I staggered on the floor, as he walked out of the room.

I sobbed, my hands squeezing the ends of my own clothes. My heart ached being treated like that not to mention the harsh words that came out of his mouth.

That night I fell asleep on the floor, after all his treatment and insults to me made myself feel like following bang Rusdi alone.

Surprisingly in the morning, I woke up on a soft bed with him.

His hands hugged my stomach, while his eyes were watering as if asleep while crying.

"Am I a regret in your life?" my inner.

Just as I woke up, the nausea began to whack.

It made me go to the bathroom, and it all happened again. Nausea and vomiting water until my face is pale.

I felt his hand pull on my neck.

I'll shake his hand immediately, "I don't need your help."