Damar For Kinanti

belonging to someone else

In the end comes the day that Yoga confronts Rakha.

The man seems to have been unable to stand the attitude of Dinda who was always not there every time he visited.

Rakha thought that all the rejection made by Dinda was caused by her husband's orders.

" Here with Mas Damar?! Rakha comes home, Yoga meets him, I'm afraid they're fighting?!

mbak Winda and mas Yudi are also leaving, how is this Nan??" Dinda hurriedly called Kinanti, the woman was worried that something bad would happen to her husband.

" Stop sending my wife flowers" the tone of Yoga's speech was still restrained.

" There's nothing wrong with flowers, other than her close friend first, I'm also her business partner,

he is also in poor health..

should I bring flowers and other hand?"

rakha's reply was no less controlled.

" It's worth it once, but more than that no..!"

" i think what I did was worth it, though,

it would be inappropriate if I took Dinda's run,

but I didn't do that until now,

because I respect him,"

Yoga clenched his hands restraint.

" Do you respect your wife?" ask Rakha to argue,

" of course, I love him, of course I respect and appreciate him?!" firmly Yoga.

Rakha smiled hearing that, half ridiculing.

" Honoring? why did you limit your steps?

you are unfair to him under the pretext of worry, but what you feel is fear..

fear your woman becomes superior and has wide wings are also large, too,

so that your woman can fly away from you at any time when her expectations on you are not met?" again a smile mocked Rakha.

Yoga fixated, which Rakha said was true, he had realized the mistake in his thinking, he was wrong,

he had even promised to let his wife work again if things had gotten better.

" Which husband is not afraid to leave his wife..

all husbands want their wives to be in his arms at all times,

tangling, joking, spoiled pampering and even complaining,

but there was not the slightest intention in my heart to close my wife's career path,

even if I did it because of a certain thing,

you are an outsider here, so I feel no need to reveal or even explain what the reasons and causes are for my actions..

I hope you understand enough of my explanation."

Rakha was silent for a moment, looking thoughtfully hard.

" Let me see Dinda for a while, after that I'll leave" Rakha said.

" Keep your attitude, it's not something you deserve?!"

" i came here to make sure of the situation,

make sure she's okay and the pain doesn't get worse because of your attitude toward her?!" rakha's voice is no less.

" You really exceeded the limit?!" Yoga got up from his seat that could not give him comfort.

Rakha also rose, but his gaze was directed inward,

" Well?! come out for a minute Din?! I want to see you??!" call Rakha hard.

" Hey!!" Yoga semaki inflamed, the,

" get out now before I lose my temper?!" Yoga is not like him anymore.

" I told you I'm not leaving until I see Dinda is fine!!" reply Rakha intense.

" You can't be spoken to either..!!" Yoga forward and pull up Rakha's collar, dress,

Rakha who did not want to lose pulled the lapel Yoga clothes as well.

" Don't you fight??!" Dinda who had been holding herself back inside finally came out also heard the two were already unable to control themselves.

" Don't fight??" the pale-looking woman pleaded before the two.

" Into Din? go back to the room..?!" firmly Yoga does not want his wife to be seen by other men.

" Din? you okay? why is your face pale again??" Rakha won't lose.

" Hey! quiet!!" Yoga pulls Rakha's collar harder, until finally pushing each other.

" Enough?!! stop..!" screeched Dinda when she saw the two pushing each other violently.

" Go Rakha?! go..!!!" shouted Dinda loudly, he did not want to see the slightest violence in front of him.

Her husband was hit many times, but still did not give up.

" Don't go near Din?! don't come! don't you get hurt?!!" yoga's voice rang out, while enduring the pain in the middle of the punch he received in his stomach.

Dinda tried to get closer, pulling Rakha away from her husband but he bounced back and fell on the couch and even hit the table.

Dinda's cry broke, seeing the blood coming out from the tip of her husband's lips, the man received more blows, but did not want to stop attacking, whatever made him that strong, but did not want to stop,

Yoga has never fought in his life.

he was always polite and friendly so that he never offended others,

but for now, his pride as a man even as a husband is at stake, he certainly cannot and cannot give up, he said,

even though he's been battered.

After a few minutes the two struggled violently and were full of blows,

there were footsteps rushing into the house.

" Bastard son of a bitch..!!" the hand of a man pulls the arm and lifts the body of Rakha who is hitting Yoga freely.

" Pyarr..!!! brack..!!" two voices together, Rakha's body slammed onto a glass table decorated with golden horses on each side of it.

Rakha grimaced, his back injured from being scratched by one of the broken horse ornaments.

As usual, Damar always transformed into a scary figure when angry, his wisdom was lost.

" Wake up!" firmly Damar was angry when he saw Yoga receiving several blows without being able to retaliate and fell slumped just like that to the floor, his strength to endure like it was drained away upon seeing the arrival of Damar, there was a sense of relief in his heart, at least his brother was a balanced opponent for Rakha.

Kinanti who had just entered hurriedly brought Dinda inside and kept her away from the tense situation in the living room.

Damar stared at Yoga and Rakha alternated with an annoyed look, one lousy, one not knowing himself, he was very furious.

Seeing Yoga still sitting limp on the floor Damar pulled his arm,

" get up I said..!" firmly Damar was upset to see his sister was battered helplessly.

After Yoga, rise slowly,

Damar turned to Rakha who crept up.

" Do you want some hotshot here?!" he said sharply while stepping on Rakha's chest so that the man fell lying back on the broken glass, Damar's manners were gone.

" Don't interfere..?!" rakha's voice was stubborn, still unwilling to budge even though it was under Damar's feet.

" It's so good that your mouth is talking, it's making a mess here but it's still haughty?! wakeup..! come on up..?! my sister is not a balanced opponent for you." said Damar lifting his leg.

" Come on, get on with me." added Damar, leaving Rakha stunned,

when he got up, then he could see the face of Damar clearly.

" A. senpai?!" rakha's voice made Damar confused, his anger was flaring up now, even the man who had beaten up his sister called him politely arrived with a deep nod of his head, accompanied by a deep nod,

moreover, it was a term that he had not heard since he graduated from college.

He had indeed been an assistant coach of one of the karate places, but it was a long time ago, there was no way he could remember the face of the face of the child of Junior High School and High School who had begun to grow up.

Damar regulated his breathing, mudur and assuaged himself.

" Who are you?!" asked Damar with a voice still leaving annoyed.

" A rakha senpai..?!" rakha replied with a respectful attitude.

Yoga who was feeling pain on his face was laughing at the sight before him.

" Damn it. I was beaten up by your student.fucking you mas.." said Rakha smiling wryly.

" Rakha who! I don't know, don't call me!" damar.

" I Rakha senpai, son of Mr. Herman who several times senpai shuttle home if not picked up home karate, at that time I just graduated SMP senpai forgot?" clearly Rakha while still enduring the pain in his back.

Damar was still faintly faint, making Rakha search for memories again at that time.

" I am Rakha who was abandoned by my mother and only live with my father senpai,

because my father often came home from work and late to pick me up, senpai several times to take me home,

the one in the alley.." Rakha hasn't finished talking, yet,

" God...." When Damar gripped his forehead, he remembered who was in front of him now.

" You're that Rakha.." Damar can't believe a kid who can't be big can be tall and dashing like this.

" I'm sorry senpai..? I don't know that." Rakha's words stopped, his head bowed deeply.

Damar who was still shocked looked at Yoga again,

but Yoga just shook his head slowly, it seemed like his energy was completely exhausted.

" I don't think I ever taught you to do this kind of shameful thing..?" Damar asked firmly though still overwhelmed with shock, in front of him this was one of the children he loved the most at that time.

Although he was raised well and enough, but he was often ridiculed because his mother left him and ran away with another man, he was rudely abandoned by his mother, just like Bagas.

" Not because you think your mother was taken from you..

then now you want to seize the property of others." added Damar with a heart that is also painful, actually he did not reach the heart, he did not,

but he had to say that, though,

because he was too angry and disappointed in what he found now.