My Husband Amnesiacs So He Hates Me Back

Chapter 22: The Cold Korean Atmosphere

"Beautiful!" shouted Dirga from inside her room so, Beautiful who was in the next room was very surprised.

Directly who listened to it, now stepped both feet to the room owned by Dirga. His body was cold sweat, his heart was not calm if Dirga had already shouted at him. Especially since Dirga and Indah on the way home, Dirga did not say anything to him and only made an angry face.

With the door of the room Dirga by Indah, the owner of the room immediately opened the door and violently pulled the hand Indah forcibly to enter the room.

"Aghhh... Sick, please let go!" tariak Indah pleaded with Dirga for his behavior.

"ill? My patience is over! What kind of conversation was that! I'm not willing to have sex with you huh Lovely! You should have the same child! That's not gonna happen!" said Dirga with the hand that still holds the hand of Indah.

"No! Let go of my hand now! Don't say anything like that!" Beautiful trying to rebel against Dirga. And now the atmosphere of the quiet room, shrouded in tears Beautiful after listening to the words of things that felt painful from Dirga.

"You're against me?!" the sound of a slap sounded so loud, Dirga also pushed hard the body of the beautiful floor which was only covered in thin carpet.

"Agh!!" the sound of the beautiful scream is very heartbreaking, if someone is listening to it.

"sick! Why Mas? Why is it always Beautiful which is a place of outlet for everything that makes Mas Dirga angry? Beautiful this is a woman Mas, Beautiful also has a heart. If Mas is angry for what Papah said, Mas does not need to do this to Indah" replied Indah with a body sitting on the floor, talking stammering due to her crying that stopped.

"Suckers! Dare you now be with me! Talking too much! And how many times have I said, don't call me by that name! You are not worthy!" Dirga who approached Indah, by holding tightly the collar of his clothes.

"Detachable.. Unleashed...Please let go, I can't breathe well" Lovely suffocated, her breathing was now panting. With great pain Indah also pleaded to Dirga, both hands frothing to release the grip of Dirga's hand that was on her neck.

"Get out now you bastard!" shouted Dirga, while dragging the body of Beautiful who was sitting weakly.

"Ugh.. Sick" Lovely groaning. Her body ached as it rubbed against the floor, Dirga pulled her body so roughly.

"Don't come to see me again! I don't want to see your face again Beautiful!" for the second time Dirga pushed rough the body of the Beautiful, and closed his door of the room so violently.

"Mas.. Don't be like that, please open up.. I'm sorry, I'm sorry for talking rudely to you. Mas's.." Beautiful knocking slowly on the door, crying as if apologizing.

However, Dirga paid no heed to Beautiful at all. Although Beautiful knocked on her door, it had been almost an hour and a half. She then gave up, Beautiful trying to get up from her seat. Feeling pain all over her legs Indah, she needs help fumbling her walls around, Indah trying to get up.

Beautifully walking slowly with her legs shaking violently, she now headed for the room. Not felt now, time has shown at half-one o'clock in the night. Lovely to lay her body on the bed, but all her legs were very painful. He saw both legs, and saw many injuries due to friction that was caused.

"Why did you do that, Mom? Is it my fault I'm so big? Is that how I'm in your eyes? I look forward to having a child for our family, but you hate it. I'll do anything for you, if you hate it so much. We are not blessed with children, I don't matter" Beautiful embrace herself in the arms, Beautiful crying so. That night felt extremely cold, desolate, there was only a Beautiful cry accompanying itself.

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Now it was seven in the morning, Indah without her realizing sleep when the tears she was shed made Indah tired, so that she fell asleep with a sitting state while curled to embrace her body.

Some sounds sounded so noisy from the next room, that it made Beautiful wake up. Seen around the room that was so empty, Beautiful slowly stretched her body parts to feel more comfortable. The sound in the next room is now so, the room comes from Dirga's inn room. Because their rooms are only inhabited, others are uninhabited because they have been ordered one floor only for them.

Beautiful trying to get out of bed, although his legs still feels very painful. Slowly Beautiful steps towards the room owned by Dirga, but how surprised Beautiful when the room was being cleaned by the staff of the inn.

"Excuse me? Where is the owner of this room?" tanya Indah to one of his staff using English, about the existence of Dirga.

"Oh! The owner of this room has already checked out, since three in the morning. So We, clean this room for the next guest." one of the staff explained it so kindly, saying that Dirga had checked out since 3 a.m.

"Thank you!" It was lovely to thank all the staff with a smile, although his heart was shocked when he heard the news.

Indah quickly returned to her inn room, looking for her phone to contact Dirga immediately. In the type of a phone number on the phone, but from many Indah contact Dirga there is not a single answer that Beautiful get.

"Mas.. You where? You are still in Korea if you have returned to Indonesia, I need to know your information Mas.. Let me be calm", speak Beautifully to herself, while trying to contact Dirga.

While waiting for the phone to be able to order back from Dirga, Indah decided to clean all her belongings back into the suitcase. Seen on the table lay a pink glove of hers, Beautiful took it so slowly and carefully. Her tears were immediately unbearable, when she saw the gloves given by her beloved husband.

In his embrace the glove was decked on his chest, a gift of Dirga so precious. The tears that never stopped, immediately stopped because Beautiful was surprised by the ringtone sound coming from her cellphone. Beautiful running, trying to reach the phone. Right, that was the phone call from Dirga he was waiting for. Indah quickly picked up the phone from Dirga using her right hand, and her left hand tightly hugged the pink glove.

"Mas.. You where?" the first word came out stammering, and a face so worried was seen on the face belonging to Indah.

"I have returned to Indonesia. Don't look for Me because I won't go home, and tell Papah You it if I go home first to Indonesia because there is an important business" said Dirga with a tone so flat.

"But Mas,-." As soon as the phone was cut off, Indah came back and called Dirga's number. However, it is not connected at all.