Dusk And Suffering

31. Coral And Dusk Wound

Akmal walked with hasty and wide strides. He went straight to his room and saw Clara who had a collapsed appearance and a room that was no less messy. Akmal already knows what happened without needing to be asked again.

Akmal's slow steps led him to Clara who sat down curled up hiding her face behind her knees that she had folded. His shoulders were shaking violently.

"Cla," Akmal said as he crouched beside the woman who was still his wife.

"Don't touch me, I'm disgusted!" clara brushed off Akmal's hand.

"Let me explain everything, you only heard half of the facts that happened. After that I leave all the decisions to you. You want to be angry, you want to punish me, you want to punish me. Do whatever you want, just stay here, with the man you've been with, let me make up for your current heartache, Cla. You want to hear me?"

"What else should I hear? What else is the truth, Pa? Do I have to add to this wound by hearing everything, right?"

"I'm sorry. This all happened long before we got married, Cla. I didn't know that the sin I committed was growing a seed in a girl's womb. I used to look for him for years. But I didn't find any trace of him. Until I finally gave up, I thought maybe he was happy with his new family. I really just found out about this, Cla. I also just found out that I have a child with him."

"I don't want Karang to know this. He just trusted me as his friend and best friend. He just grabbed the happiness I should have given him from being born. She can't know about this and I don't want you to take her into our household. I want to keep your focus on me and the Coral. I'll stay here for the Coral, not for you. I'm no longer selfish for my son." Clara got up from her seat and moved to her big bed. Drown his whole body under the blanket. His issue back softly sounded so slashing.

Outside the room, again Coral came at an inappropriate time. He cursed himself why he had to deliver his mother's water left in the kitchen. The teenager heard the whole conversation between his parents.

The age of the Coral was enough to understand the intent of the conversation he had just heard. He knew everything, he knew the father had a child from another woman and it hurt his mother a lot. It felt like he went into his parents' room and pulled his mother away from here. But, hearing the sentence her mother said made Karang feel loved. His mother was willing to survive here just for the happiness of the Coral.

The boy remembered that he had said he wanted to have a full family until he got married.

"Ma, I want us to keep doing this. Our family is complete, there's Mama, Papa, I. Temen I have parents separated the house. He became a shy and naughty child, finally he was expelled from school. His future is not clear, is it?" said Coral one day.

Coral remembered that speech. He said his friend had no clear future, now his own future he asked clearly or not. Growing up in an environment of lack of affection since childhood makes Coral want to vent his anger outside.

"Well, I'll do what I wanted first, but I'll always hold on so I can take your heart. I'll be myself from this moment."

The coral turned its face cold and expressionless. Is this the real face of the Coral?

***

The inevitable shock when he saw her who was so innocent like a newborn. Even the blanket refused to cover it.

His breath returned breathless as he remembered last night's incident. The moment hurt her heart and physically. He was forced to serve Leo's wild passion which was so painful.

"You awake?" Rida entered without permission. Excuse me, knocking on the door he didn't do it. Is this the habit of the rich? The uneducated rich, the twilight.

The almost hysterical twilight looked at Rida who was calmly walking to her father.

"Take a lesson, next time don't be too brave with someone, if you don't know more about him." Rida sat down beside the leg of Dusk and covered the girl's body with a blanket.

"Why should I be afraid of people I don't know. If she doesn't respect me as a woman, she's always rude to me, always forcing her will on others. What if you're treated like that you have to wait to get to know him first? There are you who die first," replied Dusk still with the rest of his courage.

"Your crown has been taken away, but you have no regrets at all?"

"Don't you guys bring me here for this? To take my treasure? Sooner or later this is going to happen, right? Why should I regret? It is precisely you that I will regret for bringing me into your household. Don't ever think I'm weak just because I cry so much, I don't fear anyone, not even your husband."

Dusk wagged the blanket that covered his body arrogantly and violently. He got out of bed and walked to the bathroom with great pain.

Seeing the reaction of Dusk made Rida alert, apparently Dusk was not the weak girl he thought she was. Is this the original sifaf Dusk? Such was the question that lingered spoiled in Rida's head.

Dusk turns on the shower and sits bending his knees in the bathtub. He cried and rubbed his body violently. He felt he was very dirty because he was touched by a savage man like Leo.

In the midst of his activities, he was reminded of Daren. I don't know what the guy is doing? He must be disappointed with what happened. Surely he was disappointed with his dirty self, he failed to keep himself and his body from Leo. Remembering Daren made the crying of Dusk even more heartbreaking.

It had been two hours of Dusk soaking and I don't know how many times he had rubbed his body with soap even with a brush that was there. He brushed his body violently causing many wounds all over his body. Then he gave the soap back to make the wound more painful. Dusk no matter how much pain he felt, the wounds all over the body of Dusk were nothing compared to his other wounds.

"God, what are you doing with your body? How can it be full of blood like this? These wounds. Jesus," choked Leo's housekeeper as Dusk came out of the bathroom. The girl glanced at the tray on the nightstand. He remembered very well, since yesterday he had not eaten at all. I don't know why his stomach wasn't hungry at all.