HANDICAPPED GIRL

51 GC

Women in sexy lingerie costumes with facial ornaments that are no less thick since just pacing back and forth beat the ironing. The clock on the wall is also a time marker that is in the phone is always a matter of attention.

He had been waiting for the presence of someone, for hours, but the waiting did not also reveal the trunk of his nose.

Geby was upset, very upset. Items close to the range are used as an impingement. He slammed, throwing what his fingers could achieve. All scattered, broken scattered on the floor of the room. No doubt the room that was previously prepared for the wedding night, full of red roses as well as candles aroma therapy, in an instant changed like a broken ship. Geby rages like a man of infidelity.

Dirga was saying goodbye to him to leave for a while, but until midnight this is how the man who has a husband title did not return. Geby tried to call by phone too wa, but nil. Hp Dirga is dead. The first Wa sent Geby was patterned tick one.

Tired of rampaging, Geby sat on the edge of a soft mattress that tangled masai. His breathing was stingy, tears also shed the thick powder used to cover the lack. Look the eyes down.

It should be a passionate hot night tonight. Geby has everything ready. He missed Dirga's touch. Moreover, he already knows very well how the game of bed Dirga. Imagining that, the more Geby's body burned fire passion mixed with anger.

Geby's head throbbed violently, as did the core. Geby's face turned crimson, he was tired of holding back.

Satisfied with the floor, Geby raised his head while shouting loudly to vaporize the claustrophobic clumps that filled the chest cavity.

"Anj**g you are Dirga...!!! You are a male of Kepara*.....!!! Dare you fool around, just look I'll make a calculation....!!!" maki Geby in her anger.

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Fajr greet.

Sayup..., sayup. This time his sleep was comfortable. Nia was completely unconscious. The night before, he always woke up in the middle of the night. If it wasn't for the nightmares, the nausea woke him up. It's so different tonight.

Slowly Nia opens her eyes, she needs to adjust the incoming light to penetrate the retina. Surprisingly the chest also feels heavy thighs, as if there is a burden there.

Nia rolled her eyes towards the side. How shocked Nia was, to the point that she widened her eyeballs. There was a man's face that always insulted her. Nia continued to scroll a little down, there was Dirga's hand hugging on the chest. Nia continued the scan further down, it turned out that Dirga's legs were flanking her feet. Nia doesn't change like a bolster. It turned out that the burden on his body came from the man he hated so much.

Nia almost shouted, fortunately Dirga who easily disturbed when his sleep woke up and reflexively closed Nia's gaping mouth ready to make a scene in the morning blind.

Nia grew increasingly frightened, the memory of how Dirga had braved her forcibly, re-crossing her head. Now Nia is not screaming, not screaming either. He was too frightened, so his body was squeezed, only tears came out. Nia crying.

Now it was Dirga's turn to be surprised. Quickly he pulled a hand from Nia's mouth. Without ba, bi, mom, back he hugged Nia's body. A warm hug is not a hug like it used to be. He just wanted to calm Nia down. Dirga knows Nia's scared. It was clearly visible from the eyeballs that glared at the tears.

"So, I'm very sorry I did that violence first. Forgive brother's filth. Brother is really sorry" Dirga's voice gently greeted Nia's dimwitted.

"Silver promises to treat Nia well, like a husband would treat his wife. Please...., Nia try to forget about that incident. Now we start a new chapter. Brother will try to love Nia" added Dirga ended by peeping the side of Nia's head that is still wrapped in a hijab.

Succeeds. Nia's eyes that had been bulging, slowly dimmed. Heart dilation that feels in the heartburn, also subsides again as usual.

Nia shakes her face, greeted Dirga's smile.

"We both started again, right?" dirga's pinta gently.

I don't know why Nia nodded. Dirga's locking gaze, as if it was able to tear down the defensive wall that was installed to strengthen the hatred in Nia's heart. It's like being hypnotized. All the bitter memories as if they had been rolled up replaced by a new sheet that was still empty. Perhaps the tiredness of living in hatred Nia finally gave up. Because Nia is not a vengeful type. It is easy to forgive and give up. It's just that made him really hurt Dirga's treatment that night. But now everything will be changed to a new page.

Since childhood, Nia has loved Dirga. Starting from Dirga who likes to invite him to play also buy ice cream every time they meet at family gatherings. That feeling Nia kept on maintaining.

Even some time before the accident, they also had time to meet, that was the last time Dirga treated him very sweet. Five years after the accident they were reunited. But Dirga no longer knows Nia as before because of the drastic changes in Nia. Nia is now disabled without a single hand. His appearance was also wearing a hijab, so Dirga no longer knew Nia.

The gaze of the two increasingly locked, Dirga further eroded the distance. Instinct as a normal man re-awakens. Moreover, he had already felt how Nia. Nia was silent, again and again Dirga's treatment so sweet this morning made her forget everything. Nia resigned as a wife of Dirga.

Only two inches more, the two lips will meet, the warmth of the breath both can be felt. Nia's heart was again felt in the tabuh, pounding full thump. The difference this time is that the beat feels delicious, very different from the beat when you wake up earlier.

Dirga's movement stopped. Not yet he said hello to Nia's sexy thin lips. Everything's thwarted. Dirga threatened to continue fasting again.

Back door knocked. This time, it was followed by a female voice.

Tokkk......

"Den.....! The.....! " the voice of the aunt.

Nia wanted to get up and open the door for the aunt. Just now he was about to lower his legs, Dirga forbade him.

"You are here! Let brother open the door. Gegas Dirga down. Step closer to the door.

Only the aunt wanted to knock again, the door was opened first. Dirga poking with hair and face typical of people wake up.

"Sorry den interfered with his break, that's...... " The aunt knows what the newlyweds did the first night. That's why he doesn't look good to interrupt.

"What's the bik?!" Dirga read the anxiety on the aunt's face.

"Nia's bus fell in the bathroom" he said with regret.

Nia who heard her parents fall down, rushed down from the bed.

"Hum why bik?!" He wanted to be sure of what he had just heard. Nia stood beside Dirga. His heart was pounding again. Nia was afraid something might happen with Fatimah's buk.

"Your mother wasn't feeling well all night, so she asked me to be sure to sleep with my aunt" the three stepped up to go down. Dirga held Nia's shoulder. I walk in front. " This morning he wants to go to the bathroom, he wants to wudu he said. Bibik nawarin himself wanted to ngawanin, but ibuk nolak, he said he could be alone. Tau-tauunya the mother fell down neng" bibik story as the three down the stairs.

"Astagfirulah...... Motherhood..." Nia is getting claustrophobic. I don't know why the feeling wasn't good.

"Do you know?" ask Dirga again.

"Father is still in the den mosque"

As soon as he entered the room, how surprised Nia was. The woman he loved most was lying limp on the bed. Gopoh Nia approached and sat on the side of Fatimah's buk which was seen closing her eyes.

"Your.....! What's that sick?" Nia scanned the entire body of Fatimah's buk, from the face, head, hands to toe, fortunately Nia did not find any injuries there.

"Head of dizzy mother" said buk Fatimah still with closed eyes. He cannot open his eyes. Once the eyes are opened, the world turns.

"We take him to the hospital, fearing internal injuries" Dirga advised.

"I'm busy.not why-why, just rest, soon also enjoy" reject Fatimah buk who feel bad for fear of trouble.

"We're going to the hospital buk! That's what Dirga said was right" Nia chimed in.

Finally Fatimah buk was taken to the hospital, Ramlan who had just come from the mosque joined the hospital.

"Bik tipped the house yes...!" order Mr. Ramlan, when you get in the car.

"Ready sir.." said the aunt.

Seriate........