Behind the Heart Curtain

Subduedness

‘Very beautiful’ muttered Amy, Thin lips, pointed nose and a sturdy jawline make the face look fit and perfect in his eyes.

The figure is so beautiful in the eyes, when asleep he looks like a soothing angel, inversely proportional when he

conscious, cold and horrible like a demon.

Amy's heart stopped beating and Arga opened her eyes,

the black bead stared at him sharply making Amy choked and fell off

the bed.

“Aaww.

“Are you crazy? Basic sucks” grumbled Amy pissed.

Arga approached Amy, he snorted annoyed at Amy's behavior

careless to make himself hurt.

He violently pulled Amy's body until she woke up, without saying anything

leaving Amy who was still grumbling in pain.

That afternoon Naura invited Amy to go to the garden not far behind her house, various types of vegetables look lush and fresh, making Amy impatient to pick it.

They talk long

wide while sorting the vegetables they will pick.

“Bu..” call Amy hesitate, for a moment she fell silent.

“Mmm…. Why darling?” answer Naura briefly.

“Mmm…. But Mom don't be mad ya,”

Naura looked at Amy and smiled gently, not knowing what the girl wanted to ask her, but she was sure it must be about Arga.

Naura nodded slowly, smiling convincingly.

“What Arga has a problem?” Amy asked doubtfully.

Naura frowned, she seemed confused what to say, could Amy know something or Arga treated Amy badly.

But Naura is sure, Arga will never hurt Amy, she is the one who has supported Amy secretly so that Amy can grow well to this day.

Although at that time Arga was only 13 years old, but Arga's thinking was so mature. He even considered many things for the good of Amy, he asked his father to become a permanent Investor at Panti and

sending people to guard Amy secretly.

“Hmm…. Is there a problem?” Naura asked back.

Amy seemed hesitant, she nodded. Maybe he asked wrongly, he

sure Arga will definitely not make his parents worry when he has a problem.

All day Amy was looking for Arga's whereabouts, from the morning she disappeared

just after leaving Amy in her room.

Even his parents do not know where he is, several times Amy contacted Arga but the phone is always inactive.

Amy was silent on the balcony staring at the blue sky that was starting to cloud, she leaned her tiny body on the chair, several times she let out a heavy sigh. Last night's memories continued to haunt him, Arga looked fragile as if

they bear heavy burdens. But he could not do anything, even though they were now husband and wife but their relationship was no more than two strangers who lived one roof.

Somehow there is a feeling in Amy's heart, even though she does not like Arga

but his heart was not calm seeing Arga looked in the thickets of a problem.

Arga approached Amy who was sound asleep on the balcony chair, he saw Amy's handpone ringing several times, but Amy was not disturbed at all, she was still asleep fast.

Arga checks incoming calls and messages on Amy's handpone, there is a miscall several times from unknown numbers and also Mother Aisyah, she reads incoming messages like stalkers.

“Sunday morning come to Panti, someone is waiting for you” Mother Aisyah's message.

Arga frowned, in his mind wondering who would want to

meeting Amy?, Arga's face looks furious, he knows for sure the Old man who wants to meet Amy.

‘Don't Mother Aisyah and the Old Fox know each other’ muttered.

Arga re-reads all the messages out and in, he wants to find out how far they are acting and get close to Amy. Arga heaved a sigh of relief, it seemed like Amy did not know the truth because of most

the incoming messages were just ordinary conversations with his friends.

But there is one message that makes Arga furious, a very strong message

teasing him makes him want to slam Amy's phone.

“Amy…. I miss you, soon I'll be back in Country A,

when that time comes I will see you”

The message was unnamed, making Arga upset for him, but he was sure it must have been from a man, seeing the date the message came in about two days ago, but Amy seemed to ignore it because she did not reply to the message at all.

“Hhemmm…. Know yourself also you” said Arga.

Arga holds Amy to move Amy to bed, Amy

moaning as if reluctant at the nosy from his deep sleep. Amy was really slumbering, Arga woke up a few times but she did not bother at all, I don't know what she's been doing all day so

make him sleep that night.

“Ya...” Arga muttered, he had wanted to take Amy home because Arga felt unusual living in his parents' house.

“Do not go...” Amy muttered, he was scolding while tugging at Arga's hand.

“Do not…. Ka Dimas....don't leave me....” Amy sobs in her sleep, Arga's chest tight, the girl can say the name of another man in front of her.

Arga brushed Amy's hand, but Amy remained unmoved.

Again Amy called out to her Dimas Ka as if she really was

go leave Amy alone, to make the girl dissolve in her sadness.

Arga is increasingly unable to hold his emotions, he violently kisses Amy's lips until he awakens from his sleep, Amy choked

shocked, he tried to thrash but both his hands were sealed by the hands

burrowing Arga so that he can't escape, Arga kisses her violently making Amy in pain and cries and screams, hoping Arga stops and lets go.

Arga's breath hunted as if possessed, his sharp eyes flushed red

it makes Amy more scared. His body trembled violently, he really did not expect Arga would do such a rough thing to him.

Amy inching as Arga approaches her, she fears Arga will harass her again.

Arga looked at Amy with a deep gaze, he knew he was wrong because his actions increasingly made Amy consider him a jerk, but he could not control himself.

“Sorry..” said Arga briefly, he bowed feeling guilty.

“Who's Dimas?” Asked Arga curiously, Amy frowned confusedly, from which Arga knew about Dimas.

“Jawab me!” arga said with his baritone voice.

Amy looked at Arga, the look in her eyes was terrible again making Amy shrink even more.

“ANSWER!” snapped Arga getting emotional.

Amy's tears flowed down her pale-looking cheeks, her lips quivering, her voice choking as if suffocating, making it hard to speak.