Karma Love

I'm Khilaf

Syila tried to get off the bed when the Emperor had already switched from her body. But he is very difficult, his body is weak, even his legs still can not be invited to stand firmly and do not ask the area there what it feels like. Duhhhh...

"Where are you going?" ask the Emperor gently.

"Toilet" replied Syila.

Without permission the Emperor lifted up Syila's body, taking her to the toilet. Syila resigned, because she did not have the energy anymore. They cleaned both bodies. Shame was still on Syila, but her body was unable to express that feeling.

The emperor laid down his wife's body on the bed that he had previously tidied up.

"Honey drink this milk first," the Emperor offered a glass of milk, after returning from outside the room.

Syila made no comment, her strength was exhausted. He looked at the wall clock, "Is it five in the morning?!" Syila was surprised, the Emperor turned to the clock and rightly said Syila, this is already early morning. The emperor was equally surprised.

"Have rested, don't go anywhere" said the Emperor.

"It's because you're a crazy widower!" The Emperor laughed, peeping all over Syila's face, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," replied the Emperor who only got a sneer from Shila.

Syila began to fall asleep in the Emperor's arms. The emperor ceaselessly spread his smile. He sent Lewis messages that all meetings at the retreat became hours after lunch. Without waiting for a reply, the Emperor closed his eyes.

Who has just had a wedding? why are they the ones who spend the night hot?

(The author is not clear)

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Elsewhere both human beings as halal couples have just woken up from their sleep. Laura still felt at home spoiled in the chest of Dika's field.

Dika kissed her at a glance, then woke up to the bathroom.

Tasteless. That's how Dika feels right now. He should be happy, but it is not. Syila's words continued to ring in his mind. The Emperor was her husband. He does not accept, Syila already in the possession of others and live well, while he? he felt tormented by this new status.

''I'm getting crazy! this is my choice, why does it feel so torturous like this?'' Dika pitted her head against the wall under the shower. When he felt his brain filled with the shadow of Shila who danced so friendly with the Emperor. Imagine there is another man who touched his body, while he just shook hands is not affordable.

Envy gushed into his heart.

Laura was so upset, even though Dika tried to be sweet, but it was very clear in her empty eyes, not sparkling anything else happy. He knew, it must have been caused by Syila. It was furious, it seemed like he had to make a calculation with her.

****

It's different with a guy in a house. A dark, messy and quiet house. The man sat down with his depression, all like a weapon he fed to his opponent but turned around to attack him.

Many times he sipped the hot drink, hoping to reduce the level of emotions and wounds he felt.

His mind was on a woman in his past.

''Syila, did you curse me because of the pain I gave you? I've begged you, what is this, what is this like that you used to feel as well?'' discordant laugh.

The man was beating his own chest which felt tight. His family was devastated, the son he had defended all this time had passed away, and the woman who bore him as his wife with the heart also betrayed him after all he had given. And when he was down with the heart he went with an older man who was more bear, who could fulfill all his will.

****

The light of the sun came in through the open window of the curtain, refracting and deeply disturbing a Syila under its thick blanket. Disturbed, Syila pulled her blanket until only her hair was visible.

Pain throughout his body also his fatigue made him reluctant to wake up. But other distractions had to make him wake up too.

''Honey, get up for a while, '' the Emperor asked by patting Syila on the cheek under the blanket.

''Emmhhh.''

Only that voice was heard, with the blanket back on the rise again.

''If you don't wake up too, I'll make sure you fall asleep until tomorrow afternoon again, and it will be harder to get up from now on. He was not afraid of the Emperor, only if he started to touch him again, Syila was sure his body would betray him again.

Slowly Syila opened her blanket, only showing her two eyes, she glanced at her husband who already looked fresh, because he finished bathing.

''What's up?'' ask ketus Syila. Still vividly remembered the scene of the night before this morning, where his entire body was subject to the Emperor's treatment. He was embarrassed, even though it might make him addicted.

There was guilt in the Emperor's mind, he had broken his own promise.

''Syila, I'm sorry, '' Syila squinted her eyes.

''I have broken my own promise, I am completely incapable of mastering it, I am solemn," the Emperor said guiltily.

"Although it also felt very happy, '' he grinned meaningfully.

'What the hell is new is also willing to put out words of pearl, but he has returned with a face that sucks him again.'

Syila was just silently confused as to what she wanted to answer. If he said it was okay, surely the Emperor would be too happy and big-headed and had no idea what else his reaction would be. If Shila says no and is angry, there is no anger or regret at all.

''Honey, my wife Arsyila, say something, don't just shut up, you're mad at me? you may punish me, but don't hate me, '' the Emperor said.

'I'm ashamed crazy widower, you're unceasingly looking at me like that and yes it feels like I really want to put you in a cardboard box and then I export, ' dare not say it directly, ' he said, fear of fishing for something unwanted.

''Here I bring food, you can eat alone or not, soon I will go to work, you do not need to go anywhere, later I will go home soon if my work is done,'' by rubbing Syila's cheek. On the nightstand there is a tray filled with food complete with juice, water, fruit, and some kind of medicine.

Syila was still silent, she noticed that her husband was changing clothes, she saw the injured Emperor's back.

''Kai, your back?'' syila asked hesitantly because after listening to Syila's question, the Emperor's expression was more annoying twice more.

''You don't remember it? this is a sign of happiness, sarcastic smile.

''Don't explain anymore, I remember, '' Syila's face was flushed, she was embarrassed.

''Really? emm... What kind of sensation do you remember from the roasted chicken style?'' tempt Emperor, he was getting more pleased, it seemed that Syila was not too angry with him.