But not Me

You hurt me!

Almost three months have passed, Dara can not be found in any hemisphere, as if the earth has swallowed it and no one knows its existence, but even though many days have passed, with all the unsuccessful, and, all that does not make Bagas discouraged to look for the existence of his first wife who supposedly he did not love but his shadow is able to interfere with his thoughts and concentration every day, Bagas has returned to work again and returned to the capital, but once a week he must have taken the time to come to Bali, maybe there is news about Dara, he said, moreover, until now no one knows who the figure who claimed to be Dara's relatives and had taken her away without a trace of it.

Bagas also several times came to his wife's hometown hoping Dara to return home and return to his family, but Dara's family actually never knew about the whereabouts of his youngest daughter, for them as long as the coffers of money are still flowing and sufficient for them, no need to think about how the fate of his daughter, I don't know what kind of family Dara has so far actually.

"Honey, I need money, I want to shop with my friends abroad," exclaimed Kamila as she just walked into Bagas' office, which was still busy with some documents in her hands.

Since the marriage until now Bagas still faithfully let it, under the pretext of trauma, tired, and busy, Kamila always sleep alone in every day, to kill his boredom and loneliness, he said, Kamila chose to spend time shopping, traveling abroad, anyway his outlet only drained Bagas money as much to please him.

While Bagas who experienced the loss of someone in his life for the second time is of course very depressed and stressed, although all of that he always kept hidden and always tried to be ordinary in front of everyone even the Panji of the closest people he had ordered to stop the investigation about Dara's search, Dara said, really he feels prestige if there are others who know that he lost Dara very much and hope that his first wife can return.

Bagas chose to move on his own, finding out for himself without involving people he knew like Panji or the people around him who had usually helped him.

"Didn't I just give you money for a trip abroad last week?" bagas protest.

"That's only a hundred million, of course it's up from a few days ago, why are you counting like this? after all you should give me a credit card without limits, so I don't have to ask for money like a beggar to you" Kamila sneered.

"What's on your mind is just your dirty wife, you keep looking for her, realize Bagas, that woman may be dead, right now I'm your only legal wife, so it's only natural that you spoil me," continued Kamila.

"You are a beggar, rather a beggar does not know himself, do not think all this time I do not know what you are doing outside, I have withheld all this, but it seems you have gone too far,!" snapped Bagas, then he opened his desk drawer, and took out some photos of Kamila who was going on vacation with young men somewhere.

But when Kamila began to tease and carry Dara's name in their quarrel this time, Bagsa seemed to no longer be silent, his anger broke and exploded just like that.

The throwing of a stack of photos containing indecent images of Kamila with young men who are almost different on each sheet makes Kamila suddenly feel shocked, he could not believe that Bagas who he thought was just busy taking care of work and searching for Dara, apparently knew a lot about his dark life so far.

"You-you're spying on me?" great-granddaughter Kamila with a trembling voice.

"You know who I am, right now I'm no longer the moneyless loser just to know who you're going to be with and what you're doing out there, I've been keeping you quiet all this time, but it looks like you're starting to get less and less self-aware!" appoint Bagas while standing from his great chair.

"But all this is also because of you, if only you would accompany me, treat me like a wife, I would not seek satisfaction out there," elak Kamila defended herself.

"My body is always giving a reaction that is never wrong, I was always wondering why I was always not passionate with you, it turns out that now I know the answer,,,, I know,,, my body won't be attracted to women who let their bodies in by men!" cibir Bagas, complemented by the condescending look he cast upon his now downcast wife with shame, resentment, anger and humiliation.

"You hurt me, your words hurt me so much!" kamila said with teardrops that gradually turned into a river in her cheeks, whether it was tears, crocodile tears or tears of regret, he said, the frequent drama Kamila makes it difficult to distinguish between real sadness and fake sadness.

"You hurt me first, I've given you a chance to change, but you're even more crazy!" reply Bagas fiery.