Love Girl Night

Old Memories Make You Upset

It's been 12 p.m., but Fanya still has a hard time closing her eyes. There is no drowsiness at all. His eyes looked fresh after drinking coffee. He kept going back and forth looking for comfort. But it ends nil.

"Still waiting for me?" tanya Sakti just entered the room.

Sakti just finished her work in the workspace.

"Anu Mas, I can't sleep. My eyes are not sleepy at all. From back and forth until my stomach aches more, it's still like this. Why yah? I think that's what I think. But don't know what else to think." replied Fanya.

"Yes, here I hug his sleep!" kata Sakti who immediately positioned himself hugged Fanya.

"No want. Later Mas even asked for strange. My stomach still hurts. Fear of bleeding later. Patience first, Mas. I also want to, but for the sake of my recovery, I have to endure." said Fanya.

"Yes I know. But I didn't think that way. Gapapa fast for the pleasure of breaking later. Than the breaking that ends in hurting. I'm not that bad!" sata Sakti hugged Fanya.

Fanya resigned in the Sakti. He also hugged Sakti. Smelling the scent of perfume that is still attached to Sakti's body.

"You still smell good, Mas." whispered Fanya.

"Yes dong. It should always smell good if it is near you. If it doesn't smell good, you're afraid to leave me." said Sakti.

"Not really. His distinctive body odor is Mas Sakti already fragrant. Without the smell of perfume, I like it" Fanya said.

Sakti loosened her embrace, then opened her shirt just like that. Fanya glared at Sajti who was bare-chested.

"Why what?" ask Fanya.

"Father. I'm sultry darling." replied Sakti.

"I was even more sultry to see Mas kayak gini. And a minute..."

Fanya's observing Sakti's stomach. He saw a 5 cm scar. Out of curiosity, he ventured to ask Sakti.

"Mas, what's this wound? I just realized there's a scar like this on your body. This why?" ask Fanya.

"It's got a knife. It happened a long time ago. Maybe six years ago. What is more huh? I don't want to know when the details are." replied Sakti.

"What's really going on?" ask Fanya again.

Sakti takes a deep breath, then exhales violently. While Fanya prepared to listen to Sakti's story.

"I got a knife prick trying to save someone. Where the man was almost stabbed for ever resisting the love of the perpetrator. I do not really want to be stabbed, just because the road is slippery, yes the end I got a stab too. How else, it's my way to shit."

"What target is a woman stabbing? Ah obviously, the perpetrator must be a man!" fanya summed up like a detective.

"You're right. She's a woman named Sonia. You know him, don't you?"

"I'm sorry. I'm rather than lying better to be honest with you. You are angry too, after all it is a past story that will be lost erased time. It is not a good memory that I will always remember. If it wasn't even Sonia, if I was in the same position, I would still help her. Whether it works or not, I will try to save the lives of others" Sakti said.

"Including sacrificing my life?" ask Fanya.

"Yes if it's you. I'm willing to exchange my life for your safety." replied Sakti.

Fanya was upset then pinched Sakti's waist. Sakti screams in pain. But Fanya could finally laugh.

"Thankiratin yeah! This is because it makes me upset." said Fanya.

"But it's just an old story. Memories that are almost forgotten, I finally have to remember again after you ask. I forgot about it, darling.."

Fanya clenched Sakti's ears with anxiety. Sakti grimaced in pain. Instead of being angry, Sakti kissed Fanya with anxiety.

"You're fishing, right? Try it just now. There is no word of spel with her own husband. Helping others is worship. When it comes to helping, who should be picky first? The effect is not sincere dong ya." said Sakti who made Fanya speechless.

"At the time of the incident, Sonia was already terrified. She's a wet ampe tuh skirt."

"Don't you mean, he's wetting his bed?" ask Fanya.

"Looks like. He was already shaking when it happened. Yes I reflexively helped him without thinking long. I thought, if the incident happened to our favorite person, then no one ventured, how? Therefore, if one day you see me, whether intentionally or not I am doing good, please do not think of anything. Who knows, I want to do good. Not looking for profit or looking for face." answered Sakti.

Fanya breathed her breath. He could understand the meaning of the word Sakti.

"Sorry to accuse you of anything. Despite the old memories, it felt natural that I would still feel annoyed. I do not condone my jealousy and resentment towards you. But I don't blame what I feel at all. Any woman would be the same. His heart must have been hurt when he knew such a deep past story. Love or not is not the problem. But the sacrifice made in such a way is what makes a woman's heart torn. Other women would not be willing if her husband sacrificed for others. Although only a past story that is only a memory." said Fanya.

"I'm sorry, too, honey. Then what should I do next? Do I need to have surgery so that this scar on my stomach is gone? Or do I need to lose my memory so you don't get jealous?" tanya Sakti's.

"Not until surgery, too, Mom. Do what too? I just want you to forget that moment. But if you lose your memory, danger too. Yes, the memories of Sonia will disappear, but it could be that the memories with me will disappear as well. Don't you!" answer Fanya.

"alright. Let's go to sleep! It's 1 in the morning. I'm going to the office early tomorrow. Afraid of waking up. Although the company itself, but I do not want to act as I please. Can be imitated by employees dong." said Sakti.

Fanya closed her eyes again. He hugged Sakti tightly.

"Are you coming with me to the office tomorrow? I don't want to leave you alone in this apartment. It's impossible for you to go back to work at Mama's boutique." said Sakti.

"I can't work anymore, Mom?" ask Fanya.

"You better not be working anymore. I work hard to make you comfortable by my side. It's better for you to relax and spend my money than to be tired of the work that always worries me." replied Sakti.

"Well if that's what you want. I'm trying to do it." said Fanya.