Hot Couple: Inara's Love Story

Injured Again

Salsya's pregnant. It is fitting that lately he has been sick often and permission not to enter work. Honestly I feel sorry for him, even though it was his own fault, he who plunged himself until the misfortune befell him. But that pity doesn't make me naive. I fear Salsya will take advantage of Reza's pity in this situation. I'm afraid he's using that calamity as a tool to take Reza away from me. Maybe you think I'm a bad guy or over negative thinking because I'm suspicious of him. But try to understand me, almost half of my life I know women who act plain, who look innocent from the outside, but in it is so rotten. Women who use their status as widows to seize the property of others, and use their children to draw sympathy from the men. For example, it doesn't need to be far away, I even lost my father since childhood because of damned women like Yanti and Rhea. They have caused me pain all my life.

Now, when I just found my happiness with Reza, but fate seems to play tricks on me. I was faced with a situation like this. I'm scared, very scared to lose Reza. And I don't know how to process that fear.

That afternoon, Reza had already gone to meet Salsya. I can't ban her, I don't want to be seen as a woman who curbs her lover, or labeled as a woman who has no compassion for her fellow women. Instead I offered to accompany her to visit Salsya, but Reza would not allow me to go with her, he said he didn't want my mind to be contaminated with the negative thoughts you know - things beyond the bounds of normal human thought.

I try not to think about Salsya or anything about her. I tried to keep myself busy by helping Mbok Tin in the kitchen, mengolek chilli, onions, tomatoes and his colleagues. Reza asked to cook sambal pete for lunch that day. But it felt free, as big as the images of Salsya who was crying so hard in Reza's arms still popping up in my brain, making me depressed. Sure, that's exactly what that "lucky" woman would do.

I took a deep breath, I tried to think of cheerful, very sweet things - about Reza. He would come home at lunchtime, with a rumbling stomach, he would sit next to me, eating voraciously while occasionally bribing me. "I want to take out the words I said before, I don't want the restaurant staff delivering food every day. I prefer your cooking, simple, but loving." That's what he said later.

Ah, I think I'm crazy.

"Non?"

"Eh?" I was shocked. "Yes, Mbok? Why?"

"Non is okay? Mbok noticed Non Nara daydreaming continuously from earlier."

"Hmm..," I smiled faintly. "Nara's fine, Mbok," I said.

But that doesn't necessarily make her worry less. "Non rest, let Mbok alone who ngulek," he said again.

"No need. Nara can do it."

I grinned, it turns out my mouth was a straw. Come on, Nara, where can you daydream. Dodol! Huh!

As soon as I finished, I was just about to throw the trash into place when my phone rang, a sign of an incoming message, a messenger from Kayla.

The deg!

For a second I stared, not knowing how and not knowing what to do. My heart was forced out of its place.

Kayla sends out a short video, high-quality video, the pictures and the sound are very clear, and the, I didn't have to replay the video to make sure I didn't see it wrong or hear it wrong - Reza and Salsya were hugging. "I promise, I'll marry you" Reza said in the video. He said that to Salsya who was crying as if in her arms.

A minute later, my phone went off. Messenger from Kayla back in.

》I'm Kayla, her best friend Salsya. I ask you to help me as a woman. Please give Salsya a chance. He needs Reza by his side.

It was then that I felt my cheeks warm with tears flowing like a river. I was angry because I felt lied to and betrayed. I sat down, my hands shaking and my phone came off.

But, not yet out of my shock, Reza had already appeared and revealed her face before me. "Why you?" tanyakanya.

"Why? Me why? After you promised you'd marry another woman, you still asked me why?"

My anger really peaked, to the point that I slammed spoons, forks, plates and glass cups onto the floor, even the shards hitting my own feet.

"Stop! Please!" her door.

"You lied! You didn't even go to the hospital" I shouted.

"Quiet, huh? I can explain" said Reza. "Everything is like-"

"Shut up! I don't need your explanation. You dickhead! That bastard! You are just like my father. You trashy guy!"

I was screaming non-stop. I didn't want to give him a chance to talk - to tell him the reasons why he had to leave me and choose Salsya. I don't want the words that come out of his mouth to hurt my heart any deeper.

Reza approached me, trying to grab me, but I grabbed the knife and...

I stabbed.

Reza pain. The knife slammed his shoulder deep enough. I stared at the dripping blood on the floor. Reza's Blood. No. gabe... Nope. This is not what...

I dropped the knife on the floor. This is not what I want. I didn't mean to hurt him. He has hurt me. But I don't want him dead. I don't want to kill him.

I'm lunglai, sitting on the floor. While enduring the pain, Reza tried to approach me. He grabbed my arm and pulled me to my feet. And I fully realized.

"I have to go" I said. "I have to, I can't be here, you can't be around me. I don't want to kill you. I'm..."

I pushed Reza, grabbed my phone and ran straight out of the house. Reza can't be around me. I ran as fast as I could, with a blurred look due to the tears and sobbing that stuck in my throat.

In the end I fell, almost fell down, with my feet and knees landing on the ground.

"Why? Why did all this have to happen to me? Why are they all evil? What's wrong?" I cried out to the sky, to anyone who could have heard me from up there.

I'm shattered. Reza has broken all the foundations I started building, my love, my trust, and all my wishful thinking, all are memories.

Oh my God, if only wishful thinking and memory were internet nets, I'd have rolled up the wires and cut out the tangled parts. It won't be this sad. It won't be this clean.

I'm hurt -- Again.