I'M Sorry To Hurt You [Last]

ELEVEN

I yawned long and woke up. I stared at the big clock on the wall, at five in the morning, still too early. Stretch my muscles and glance at the sofa, where Purnama usually sleeps. Blank. It looks like he's awake. I went to the bathroom and washed my face, then changed into trending clothes. Better jogging to maintain health and proportional body shape.

I passed through the kitchen, accidentally seeing the sleeping Full Moon. His head was on the table and facing the side. The traces of the former crying were still clearly imprinted on his pale cheeks. My chest is finely rustled. It hurts to see this sad face.

I turned to look at the table. There is a birthday cake decorated with the number 22. Apparently, Purnama last night celebrated her own birthday again. Without realizing it, he was 22 years old. I remember clearly, I married her when she was twenty years old. That means I've been married to her for two years anyway.

And I never celebrated her birthday, never gave her a gift, not even congratulated her. Yeah, I don't care about him. For two years my cold and rude attitude towards her has never changed. I am not satisfied to make him suffer. But, until when will this end?

　

　

　

　

　

* I’m Sorry To Hurt You *

　

　

　

　

“El, aren't you at the office?” ask Purnama when I watch variety shows. I stopped my laughter and turned to look at her. Purnama placed a cup of coffee and a plate of cookies in front of me, then sat down deep on the front sofa. Fearful. He was so scared of me.

“As far as I want to go to the office or not, it's none of your business,” I said ketus and went back to watching tv, ignoring it.

Purnama sighed, “You were right,” he said lethargic and and left. I held her right hand as it passed in front of me.

“Remember! Don't forget the neat grooming later tonight. Don't embarrass me when I attend the one-year anniversary of Nila and Sakti's wedding,” I said sharply.

“For what I accompany you if later I become a statue there,” reply Purnama smiled cynically, he dared to fight me, although in his eyes clearly a fear of me. I clucked in annoyance and shook my hand at him. Well, don't lure me mad this afternoon, Purnama, my mind is upset. This is Purnama, although he is afraid of me, sometimes at certain times, he can be brave too - if in the end, he knows the consequences received afterwards.

“No word of refusal remember that, you have to come!” my words firmly look her eyes. The full moon is shrinking.

“A-aku .. attended the wedding anniversary of Kak Nila and kak Sakti. We have never commemorated our wedding, even you do not know my birthday for two years,” said Purnama disappointed, little he dared to fight me.

“What? You want us to celebrate? Remember our marriage is not important to me, even for what I remember your birthday, you are a nobody to me,” I said sharply and precisely about his heart.

Purnama. His eyes were teary and his lips trembled with the pain of my words. I turned my face away, not wanting to see him hurt any deeper.

“Yes, you're right, El. Me...me...” Purnama ran upstairs shutting the door hard, causing a thud.

I was stunned for a moment. I'm tearing my hair into a mess. Shit! Why provoke my anger if he knows it will hurt. Damnit.

　

　

　

　

* I’m Sorry To Hurt You *

　

　

　

　

I paced around in the living room, waiting for Purnama to finish dressing up. So long to dress up?

Piqued. I stared at the watch in my hand, fifteen more minutes of Nila and Sakti's wedding anniversary will begin. What is Purnama doing in the room?

I exhaled my breath hard. Again, Purnama provoked my anger. I hurriedly climbed the stairs and opened the door, even slamming the door hard. The full moon flinched when he saw me at the door. It made me even more angry to see her only wearing a bath kimono and not wearing anything yet.

“How long ago, ha! How long it takes to take a shower. Do you know what time it is?” pissed. Purnama sipped his salivary.

“Do you intend not to attend the show, ha!” My eyes are squinting at his eyes.

“So it's true that you don't want to come,” said I was upset and stepped closer to him. The full moon rewinded her body until her back touched the wall. I imprisoned his body. The full moon lowered her head and bit her lips. I held her jaw until she looked up at me. I grinned.

“I've warned you, never argue with me.”

The full moon shrank, she knew what I would do next.

“You provoked my anger,” I whispered in his ear to make him shudder. My hands now switched to hugging her slender waist. My lips kissed his neck. Purnama squirming.

“You woke the hungry lion, Full Moon,” back I whispered in his ear, even now I lick his ear.

“It looks like we are really going to be late to the party, Baby,” I continued hoarse while lifting the light body of Full Moon in bridal style. I ignored Purnama's panicked scream by throwing his body over my large bed, then taking off my suit and throwing it away. I'm against Purnama's body.

“El, please, I'm tired.” Purnama begged me not to have sex. I didn't bully him. Who told me to fight me.  I pressed my body over his body and put my face close to his until our noses clashed. I growled with annoyance when Purnama turned his face away.

“Stare at me, Full Moon!” Forcibly I turned her face to face me. Purnama looked at me with nanar.

“Please, El. Not tonight, I'm ben-hmmmptttt.”

I do not let Purnama continue to rummage, I immediately silenced his plum lips.********** with lust. The full moon screamed in my mouth. He made a revolt, his hands were relentlessly hitting my chest. I let go of my kiss when I felt like I needed air.

I was stunned to see him cry. Her tears spilled on her smooth cheeks.  Back this chest pulsates. I slid my body from his body and looked up at the sky of the room.

“Huks.” The full moon was crying behind me. His shoulders were shaking violently. Damnit. I can't stand the pill cry. Unknowingly both of my hands were already coiled around her waist, hugging her tightly.

“Don't cry,” I whispered hoarsely while burrowing my head on his narrow shoulders. “I'm sorry-have it been, you better get ready. We go to the party.” I woke up after gently rubbing her almond hair.

I closed the door so loud that it made a sound of a thump in the air, then I leaned my body on the door that had been closed. I'm afraid my hair is frustrated. What's wrong with me?

Why am I so sick to see it hurt? Even I was - things I'd never done before - apologizing for my rude behavior toward him.

　

　

　

　

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At exactly nine in the evening, we entered the building where the event took place.

“Where have you guys been? Why new nongol?” asked Nila as we approached her. Nila handed Purnama a glass of wine.

“Oh, I know why you are late,” continued while watching Purnama's face so attached. I grunt. The full moon just looked down and bit her lips.

“Once again you did physical violence to her, El,” cynical Jagat as the three of us with Sakti sat in a bar-seat not far from Purnama's stand. I just kept quiet and didn't respond and took a glass of wine. Sipped it until it ran out. My eyes did not stop staring at Purnama who was chatting with Nila and Intan.

“Two years you hurt him. Aren't you bored, Elias?” back Jagat scatter me.

“Not your business, Jagat!” grunting. The jagat clicking his tongue heard me.

“Bas stubborn-if you keep having sex with her, she could be pregnant,” timpal Sakti. I glanced sharply at Sakti who was following me.

I grinned. I poured a bottle of wine back into my glass and then gulped it down. “I was very careful while doing it. I use *****,” press me firmly.

Sakti and Jagat sneered at my arrogant remarks. Then, I did not really hear anymore the talk of Sakti and Jagat when my eyes caught Purnama talking to a man with a mature and tall brown skin. Unknowingly, I clenched my hand while looking at Purnama laughing without a burden. I haven't seen him laugh in a long time since we got married. And that made him laugh at the unknown man. I'm pissed off. Sakti and Jagat suddenly stopped talking and looked at me strangely.

“What!” I rebuked them both. Sakti and Jagat laughed out loud. I'm getting cocky. What's up with these guys? Fucking weird.

The jagat punched me slowly on my shoulder. He pointed towards Purnama. “You're jealous of the scenery there, Elias?” he snorted while grinning. Tease me.

I turned my face away, trying to deny the truth.

“Not to deny that, El. We know-and more importantly, quickly approach your angel,” timpal Sakti blatantly chuckled with Jagat. They were even jaded before my eyes. Damnit. I'm grunting more and more.

“I don't care,” I said indifferently.

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