Karma Love

I hate him

Shila looked at the Emperor half-afraid, clearly visible flashes of wounds mixed with anger in his eyes, what else with his bold and cold speech increasingly eroded the arrogance he had displayed.

''This is your punishment because you used your lips to say the word 'that', if you do it again, no matter where and whenever it is, I make sure you get more of this.''

''Please listen to me, our marriage is not on the basis of ourselves wanting, but to me marriage is sacred and sacred, so.. don't expect you to be separated from me on the grounds of divorce.'' Said the Emperor with great emphasis and with a cold tone.

Syila just stared at the Emperor with her chest still going up and down, why just shut up? Where was your guts and hubris, hm?'' The Emperor continued with his fingers rubbing Syila's lips which turned out to be very sweet.

''Move!!'' Only that word can come out of Syila's lips that feel numb. Syila was still locked between her husband's firm arms.

The Emperor stared inside Syila, Syila feeling intimidated.

''I said step aside!! What else will you take from me, after my parents, my happiness, my peace, now you will also take my life for you to arrange so!!''

''What exactly is my fault with you and your family, until fate has to bind me in this kind of relationship with you!!''

The emperor silently digested the words of Shila, what wound he was living with. What kind of hurt he could in his past, until he hated that much and closed his heart to another man.

The Emperor took Syila in his arms. Shila rebelled, Don't touch me!! Release!!''

''Shut up, I'm sorry for all my treatment today, don't hate me any more than this, you can punish me in ways other than hatred. I've been living in the shadow of the blame for your parents' accident, making my life so disturbed and unsettled. That's enough Syila, don't add to your hatred. Please.''

Syila was silent, she was again injured by men, men as her husband, forcers, and all she wanted. He misses the figure of his father, misses his mother's soft speech.

''I said let me go!!'' Finally the Emperor broke their arms, taking two steps back from before Shila but with eyes still watching Syila's face.

As Syila left her room, snatching the keys of her motorbike away from the house, the Emperor panicked to see his wife leave after their quarrel. Even Syila did not give her opinion on all the words that came out of the lips of the Emperor. The emperor followed Syila with his other motorbike.

Funeral..

Syila motorbike stopped there with a basket of sow flowers. Shila was bathed in the middle of two mounds of land that had just begun to dry up but there were still leftover sow flowers there. The tomb is new.

''Dad... Mother...'' Syila started sobbing.

''Are you happy there just two without me?''

''Syila is like losing her way without you, my heart is numb not being able to feel, other than a sense of loss and longing for you.''

''Dad... Mothers... Syila misses you, why don't you take me along. Is the presence of Syila will disrupt your romance as usual Syila did, if yes, Syila promised never to do it again. Come back, Mother, Syila does not want to be alone, no one loves Syila like you anymore. Or if not just take Syila away with you.'' Sobbed Syila by hugging the gravestones that read 'Hermansyah' and 'Rahmawati'.

The Emperor was standing behind Shila at a distance, but he could still hear everything Shila said.

While sprinkling flowers, Syila will go to the city, after inaugurating the store, Syila will hand over to Shila's friend only, and the proceeds will be for two just like Father and Mother did to Aunt Noah, she said, Syila will be back here. Syila loves you.'' Syila kissed her parents' headstone.

Shila moved, and turned around, she was surprised that there was an Emperor standing behind her like a statue. Not a word was spoken, Shila wiped the rest of her tears from before the Emperor.

While the Emperor looked at Syila nanar, wounds and sadness were clearly reflected in his eyes.

After Syila left, the Emperor headed to her grave.

''Haii Father... Mothers... Is your daughter complaining? Forgive me for letting go of control, he said the phrase 'divorce' out loud, making my chest rumble furiously. How could it be, I loved your daughter so much even before your intentions and my father to match. And I'm so happy to have been given the chance to be with him. Even with an unexpected meeting. The meeting that made your daughter hate me so much. But I promise I won't give up on your daughter's love. Pray for me always from there, may your spoiled daughter accept me.'' A drop of clear liquid soaked the Emperor's cheeks. His pain of being hated by the woman who filled his heart made him very sick.

The emperor rushed home, he saw Syila was neat in the living room.

Again Syila was taken aback by the Emperor's actions, ''Sorry.'' Said the Emperor, bowing before the woman he deeply loved, he bowed his face, dropping in the lap of Shila.

Before long the sound of the car horn sounded, Stop your drama, you will make me miss the plane.''

Finally they left, Syila turned back to look at the house that used to be so warm and full of love. Even after Dika's departure, Syila did not feel a lack of love from her parents, which was increasing every day.

But not for now, the house was like a no-man's building. Lonely, cold. The cliche of being together with his parents turned around, the courtyard, the terrace, the kitchen, the living room, and the room.

Syila looked up at her face, pushing away the tears that recently came out so easily.

The emperor only saw her, he wanted to hug her, but he paused after hearing Shila's words to his parents earlier.

All the way they were silent. Syila began to nod, she fell asleep. He was carried in the Emperor's support.

The emperor looked at Syila's lips, there was a wound there for what he had done, and it looked a little thicker than usual.

'I'm sorry, Syila, I didn't mean to make you hurt more and hate me, I was just afraid that you would actually leave me. Maybe I'll get even crazier if you leave. I love you so much, I hope one day you can repay this love.' The emperor briefly dyed his woman's forehead, making Syila slightly disturbed but returned in her dreamland.

After arriving at the airport, the Emperor re-registered, because it was only ordering online. While Syila was just waiting, then there was a man who tried to get her acquainted. Without responding, Syila simply passed by, making the stranger curious and trying to chase after him.

The Emperor's hand had already prevented the foreign man. ''Listen, she's my wife, don't bother her, or I'll report you to the officer!!'' The man left without wanting a long deal.

'Syila, you're like a flower in the spring, so many insects bothering you.'

After that the Emperor clasped Syila's hand, despite the protests and unpleasant looks, the Emperor ignored it. He is more unwilling for his woman to be disturbed by other men.