LOVE CRADLE

The secrets of the broken heart

"Men are also fragile" Rico said.

"Not all women are as honest as you, as I find it hard to realize that I'm young and very naive".

Now it was Rico's turn to look confused and his forehead wrinkled, as if bewildered had exposed his heart to Sisca and admitted her fragility.

However, Rico's confidence is not a tactic but spontaneous and honest. Sisca felt like reaching out and touching the man.

That desire, as well as the fear that accompanied it, was glimpsed on his face. Sisca retreated, away from Rico her steps were a bit tripping.

He heard Rico cursing, but remained silent unmoved. Sisca's sensitivity to her feelings, making the feathers all over her body bristling warned.

The man is dangerous to him in some way he is aware of, Rico can provoke his reaction easily.

Both verbal and physical reactions, which made him feel things he did not want to feel, made him see things about himself and about the man he did not want to see..

"I want to make a warm drink for you" Rico said short.

Sisca tried to convince herself that she did not feel a sharp and painful sense of loss, as the man turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

While frowning in pain, Sisca limped down the hallway. Arriving at the top of the stairs, although his other limbs were frozen cold but his legs felt like they were burning, throbbing every time his feet stepped.

Arriving in the room without bothering to turn on the lights, Sisca dragged her body to the bed and almost collapsed there.

He lay there his body shivering and sweating alternately, his consciousness coming and going.

Urged him to do something important, but he did not remember what. His legs and calves hurt.. Sisca took off her shoes to reduce her pain.

He wanted to take a shower and take a shirt, but he felt unable to do so. He was cold and knew he had to take off his wet clothes, and sneak into the blankets.

But he felt not strong, so he succumbed in the fatigue that made his body feel paralyzed and closed his eyes.

When Rico enters his room, the man thinks Sisca is still in the bathroom. But through the light of the street lamp that illuminated the room, he saw the woman pictured above the bed.

The light rays that barged in, illuminated his swollen limbs. Rico put down his drinking glass, and walked over to the bed.

Quickly examining Sisca's swollen limbs, Sisca grumbled and gnashed her half-open eyes.

Rico looked at Sisca with mixed feelings, between anger and intense worry.

Sisca tried to sit down she didn't want to be pitied, so she pretended it was okay. But her movements just now made her legs ache tremendously, Sisca screamed in pain.

"I'm going to call the doctor" Rico said, moving from the side of the bed.

Sisca did not want to see a doctor, she just wanted to sleep, warm up and forget the trauma she had experienced that night.

"No need" said Sisca quickly.

"That's not necessary" his words did not go along with his body shivering violently, and his teeth were trembling.

"I just want to sleep and warm up" Sisca added in a soft voice, moaning a little when she felt pain in her legs as soon as she tried to move.