I'm Not a Wingless Angel

SAH * On

" How about the witness, legitimately?" ask the middle-aged man who married us. Two witnesses who sat opposite us said the word lawfully simultaneously and loudly. I just lowered my head and cried. What my mother would say to me, I had already added to the disappointment in her heart. What Dimas would do to my children, I don't want to be away from them. Then, Sandra's mom, what's her assessment for me... I cried, I didn't stop crying. Uni Rahmi who was beside me from earlier stroked - elus quietly on my back to calm down, how could I possibly calm down with this chaos. I really keep my honor, despite the many insults and insults that people say to me, but I just lose now. I wrongly believed Dimas, I didn't think he was a pervert.

After the wedding was over, and the house was empty again, I walked back to the backyard. I sat on the porch, watching the lounge chair that bore witness to what Dimas had done last night to me. If you can talk to me, please tell me what Dimas did to me last night, so that I don't feel anything at all when he stripped me, which body part he had fouled, I immediately felt disgusted at him.

" No, eat yes.." I shook my head to refuse the offer of uni Rahmi. I'm not hungry, I'm disappointed, I'm angry, I hate myself.

Dimas was sitting next to me, with a plate of rice and sambal in his hand. I know he'll do the same thing last night, don't he's been sprinkling sleeping pills on all the food I ate last night. He looked at me, I stood up, refusing to sit near him. " I want to go home." I said later, before stepping away from him. Dimas was silent, not answering. I stepped inside the house, sitting on the guest sofa, laying down my head that was beginning to feel dizzy from crying all night. I closed my eyes, pictured the faces of my children, then fell asleep.

I gasped at the sound of a car engine coming out of the front yard, Dimas.. Dimas left. He left me here, how brave he is. I quickly stood up to chase after him, but since I was just awake, my body was still staggering and...

" Brongha.."

" No!!" it was the last scream I heard, after which it was dark and silent...

**

" With..." I heard a voice I knew, calling my name.

" hmmm... Azis... Iza.." call me, tears are dripping in the corner of my eyes, I miss my children.

" In.." I heard the voice again, I gathered my consciousness, remembering what had happened, and suddenly I felt pain in my ankle.

" Mmhhh... a stomachache.." I cried, the pain spread to my calves and thighs.

A hand stroking - the soft elus of my sore foot, the pain lessened. Long - long time the pain disappeared, replaced with unstoppable sleepiness.

" in... " Over again the voice was heard.

" In sleepy ma, later yes ma.." I replied, then continued to sleep.

Dimpled

" Di.." I screamed hysterically, crouched down and raised her body slowly, then carried her into my room. Uni Rahmi quickly called the nearest masseuse after seeing me successfully lay down her body on the bed. Not long after, the mother of the masseur came and gave a touch to Di. I looked at his face, saw the clear globules flowing down from the corner of his eyes. I feel really guilty, this shouldn't have happened. This wasn't my plan when I took her away that night. Not to make her sick, I lowered my head saving my regretful and upset face.

It's late, I'm still sitting beside her. Gently stroking her long hair. Suddenly Di moved, then coughed and his face seemed to endure the pain in his legs. He opened his eyes and looked at me for a long time.

" You want to leave me here?" tanyanya rough. I sat down and digested the words - he said. This must have been when I was going out.

" No." I replied casually.

" Where else would you have gone out with your car if you hadn't left me?" ask again.

I just kept quiet, took a glass of water from the table beside the bed. I bent my body, put my hand on his shoulder, helped him to stand up a little to drink. He said, maybe his throat had started to dry because it had been sleeping for a long time. I put my head back to the pillow, and then put the glass back into place.

" I'm bored here, seeing a sour face and being bent, all day." I explained.

" trus, did you decide to leave me?" ask again.

" Not really." I deliberately hung my sentence, took a plate filled with rice complete with side dishes and vegetables, then spooned the rice and directed the feed to his mouth... The lips are now pale, but still full and voluptuous. He opened his mouth to take my bribe.

" I was planning to buy some clothes for you, but uni Rahmi was out to tell me you fell. I'm straight back." Call me.

Either because his stomach is hungry, or he has softened, my feed is not rejected at all, he eats up every mouthful.

" Okay, you're done eating. I want to have a serious talk with you. Listen to me first, don't cut it. Humble your ego, no matter how much you refuse me, I'm your husband." I said, he was silent.

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Di

Please don't make me fall in love with God... It's been enough pain - the pain I went through because of my love for the opposite sex, I don't want to be trapped and sick anymore. I just quietly listened to him talk, enjoying the good looks I refused to have.