JUNIOR
part 20's
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Saga drove his car seriously, splitting the capital's heavily congested streets by passing vehicles, filling the streets.
From then on the man just kept quiet, there was no intention to open his voice, even though Elsa had already lured him to say something. He simply replied with a nod and a sling, or did not reply at all.
It took her fifteen minutes to reach Elsa's residence a little away from her apartment. It was also intentional by him.
“Down!” saga's orders were flat, without looking, or glancing at Elsa who was looking at her with an annoyed face.
“Kok even you anyway, the same as me? You are clearly wrong!” timpal Elsa was annoyed, folding her hands on her chest.
“Eheh, a Praja Askara Saga is never wrong, Miss. Down gih! Rest, calm your mind!”
“Yang, what are you, anyway?! I'm craving again, the point is I'm disappointed with you!” Elsa was still in her place, unwilling to obey her lover's orders.
“I'll clear up, honey. But not now.”
One burly Saga hand outstretched stroked the darling of Elsa's head crest and scrambled the girl's hair anxiously. At least Elsa was calm for now.
“Awas! I don't want to be held with you!” tukas the girl brushed Saga's arm off her head.
For a long time they were silent in Saga's luxury car. The man only focused on looking at Elsa's annoyed face, while the one who was stared at continued to mumble without brakes.
“Yaudah, I want to go home first, I must explain, kok.” Once again, Saga tried to persuade, hopefully this time Elsa did not refuse.
Without further ado, the girl got out of there, still not closing her car door, but looked seriously at Saga's face, as if implying something.
“Pokonya you should divorce her as soon as possible. I know you love me. You can't choose him ‘kan?”
That word makes Saga a kicker. I don't know. He was also confused by his feelings. Will he be able to choose between his wife and his first love?
The man smiled briefly as he nodded, starting the car engine and then drove away leaving Elsa still in place with an empty view after Saga's car was no longer visible in the black net.
“I don't want to lose you, Ga,” lirih the girl held her chest tight, slapped by the reality that almost kept her away from Saga.
***
A woman who was in the bathroom, was soaking in a bath tub with warm water that was able to make her relax a little.
For a moment the woman closed her eyes, did not feel the clear circles falling back, fortunately just immediately swept by the water shower.
Vana rested her head on the place that had been provided in the bath tub. I swear, only this time he felt this much pain. Even when the fever because it entered the gutter it did not feel worse.
Not only physically injured, but mentally also tortured, plus the mind that every day always never improves.
“I should refuse that matchmaking, definitely not going to be this miserable. If mama were still there, surely she would not love me to make a young marriage rich gini,” mumbled he focused his face, let the fall of the shower water soaked the body.
“Why is my life this sweet, O God? When am I happy about this marriage? Will it be like this forever?”
Geck, tok, tok!
Vana looked up, hearing the sound of knocking on the door from behind the bathroom. It must be Saga.
“Lo inside?” Someone's baritone voice sounded, right ‘kan? It was the sound of Saga.
“Yes, I'm inside!” vana replied shouting, wearing her towel, then walking towards the door.
Whether conscious or not, he did not care about Saga who would see him only wearing a towel shirt limited to the knee. His privacy is invisible.
When he opened the door, he found none of Saga's whereabouts. Where's that guy? Was Vana just hallucinating? Usually, if the woman is grieving too deeply, she will hear the voice of someone she cares for, but not mystical. It was just a hallucination.
Before he was married, he often heard Gibran's voice while he was injured. Because according to him, it will treat his chaotic feelings.
Vana exhaled tiredly, walked towards the bed and sat her body there.
***
Di dalam kamar yang berbeda, Saga merebahkan tubuhnya di atas kasur. Kenapa setiap berhubungan dengan perasaan, mood-nya selalu memburuk?
Before, he was never like this. It is not true that he has loved Vana a hundred percent, even Elsa's position has been shifted. Might as well.
“Ahk! Yawloh, Vana! You are a sinner as I feel!” furious the man grabbed his hair, staring at the lamp above was like seeking enlightenment there.
“Mana know ‘kan, prestige and ego fear the same light lamps, keep out of my body.”
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