BEING THE WIFE OF HIS BROTHER-IN-LAW

CHAPTER 12. NEARLY

After Grandpa Bimo's departure to his room, Rama and Kian remain there. Rama glanced at Kian who kept his head down without daring to look at the man's face. Seeing the behavior of the wife, Rama also throbbed and casually walked through Kian just heading towards his room. 

Sighing in slowly. He knew that the man would act like that. But he was grateful that Rama had come home and was fine. After a while, Kian walked with Rama into the room.

Slowly and hesitantly, Kian opened the door of his room and started walking in. His steps came to a halt as his two eyes saw Rama who was changing clothes. With the instant the man opened his shirt until Kian could clearly see every curve of the body in his body. His field chest, as well as his muscles, really made Kian lose his consciousness for a while. This girl even gulped her saliva violently.

Kian shook his head to wake himself from his crazy daydream. Seeing the wife acting strange, Rama turned around and looked at Kian's reddened face.

"Why you?" ask Rama.

"Eh, that's okay. Yes, it's okay" replied Kian smiling clumsily.

"Freak basis" grumbled Rama and returned to wearing his casual clothes.

Kian immediately grabbed the husband's work clothes and intended to hang them in the closet but the movement of his hands stopped when he smelled something from behind the shirt. Kian also began to sniff the clothes of the man and make Rama uncomfortable to see it.

"Why again?" rama asked, his legs retreated a few steps to create some distance between them.

"Where did you just come from? Why does my shirt smell like alcohol?" asked Kian who was still sniffing Rama's clothes.

Rama did not answer. He just turned his body around and walked towards the bed.

"Your mother drank?" ask Kian again.

"Yes. Why?" said Rama who had started to sit by the bed.

"Why Mas? Since when do you like to drink?" ask Kian again.

"It's none of your business."

"But…"

Rama got up from the bed and looked back at Kian.

"I told you that, didn't I? Stop acting like a wife in front of me!" snapped Rama.

"But I'm your wife, Mas. Like it or not, Mas want to accept it or not, but the reality is we are married," said Kian lirih.

The answer from Kian actually has another meaning for Rama. The man considers if the speech from Kian is a rebuttal from the woman. Rama's emotions suddenly increased. He quickly walked closer to Kian. Making Kian swallow a rough breath so afraid of him with the sharp gaze of Rama. Rama gripped one of Kian's arms firmly.

"So now you've dared to fight me, huh!" shouted Rama.

"Sick Mas. Release Mas!" rintih Kian's. Both corners of his eyes were already wet. But Rama did not let go of his grip. He continued to shout with emotion beside Kian's ears.

"Yes, we are legally and religiously married. We are legal as husband and wife. Then what do you want now? Do you want to get your rights as a wife in bed?" said Rama again and this time managed to make Kian look up surprised.

"A...what??" said Kian terbat. He never thought that their conversation would lead in that direction. 

"Is it possible because Rama was drunk?" thought in the heart.

"Well, if that's what you want. I'll give you your rights as a wife tonight."

Kian shakes. Tears he could no longer bear. Rama roughly lifted Kian into his carriage and threw the tiny body violently onto the bed.

"Mas is not what I meant.. Mas.." Kian continued to crawl backwards away from the man in front of him who had started to undress.

"Why? Have you not been interested in seeing my body? I can even clearly see you gulping as you look at this shirtless body. Then why don't you just taste it?" 

"Mas, don't do this, Mas," raced Kian while banging Rama's chest hard.

Rama drew Kian's hands together and put them on the girl's head with one hand. He began to kiss Kian's neck violently.

"Mas, stop Mas. I beg you," cried Kian with tears falling so hard. 

Rama stopped his action for a moment then looked at Kian's already messed up face.

"Hmm you hypocritical woman. Just tell me that you like it and always want something like this from me, don't you?" said Rama. Kian shakes.

"Even your sister really enjoyed the fondness given by her lover at the club last night."

DEG

A moment more staring. He tried to make his mind aware of the words that came out of Rama's mouth. Her sister? Fondling with her boyfriend? At the night club? And Kian believes that the women Rama sees are Lian and Vicky.

"If your unmarried sister enjoys kissing and touching her lover even in public, then why would you refuse to be touched by your own husband, right?"

Rama released his hand on Kian's hand and intended to tear off the clothes worn by the woman. His face was even more intensely on Kian's neck. He prepares to re-spice Kian as one of Kian's hands grabs the glass on the nightstand and smacks it into Rama's head.

BUGH

PRANGS

The glass broke on Rama's head. The man fell to the side and the blood began to pour. Rama's right hand touched his head and saw the blood on his palm.

"You…"

He closed his mouth with both hands. He did not expect to make the man hurt. It soon crept near Rama.

"Mas.. Mas.. I'm sorry, Mas.. Ii'm sorry.. I didn't mean it."

Rama pushed Kian's body away.

"Go!!!"

"I. I. I'll call the doctor…"

With his body still shaking, Kian tried to run as fast as he could. The sound of his feet hitting down the stairs, managed to make the grandfather out of his room.

"What's Lian?" ask the grandfather.

"Mas.. Mas Rama's.. Mas Rama is wounded, Cake. Bleeding head. I must immediately find a doctor" said Kian with stammering eyes and tears still flowing.

Grandpa Bimo frowned, when he saw the condition of the granddaughter-in-law who looked very messy. His disheveled hair, his partially torn clothes and of course the most striking were the tears that kept flowing. My grandfather thought about what really happened to them.

"Go back to your room, let Grandpa call the doctor!"

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