Painful Love (Painful Love)

Loving You Heartfelt

Tsamara stepped towards a towering building above the awang. A building that for the next year became a place for him to apply all the knowledge obtained during college first. Five days did not visit the building appeared longing in themselves to be able to help colleagues treat patients in need.

Pinching a grocery bag in her right hand, the beautiful wife of Bimantara stepped gracefully into the building. A sweet smile continues to be painted on the face when passing by the hospital workers.

"The tamara? Oh my!" Lia rushed over to approach her fellow students as well as her college friends. The girl seemed so happy to see her only friend in college returning from her honeymoon. "I know I see you now. The aura of your beauty has increased a thousandfold since officially becoming Young Madam Dandendra."

Lia nudged Tsamara on the shoulder slowly, then again said, "How is your honeymoon, smooth? Then, how did your husband react when you wore the sexy lingerie I gave you? His eyes must have been glaring like a wild beast pouncing on its prey. Right, isn't that my guess?" Tingled amusedly at the thought of her famously innocent friend wearing a transparent evening gown that showed clear curves for anyone wearing one.

Tsamara breathed a deep breath as her memory recounted the events she and her husband had gone on their honeymoon. During his time in the Maldives, Bimantara did not touch his body even when they returned to Indonesia, the man did not give an inner living as a husband.

"Nothing's special," Tsamara answered briefly as she swung her legs toward a special room for doctors in the IGD room.

Lia rounded her perfect eyes when she heard Tsamara's reply. Just ordinary? Oh my God, how could there not be anything special when they were on their honeymoon? Shouldn't newlyweds have fond memories of spending time together without being bothered by anyone? Then, why did Tsamara answer that there was nothing special.

"Tsamara, wait for me!" Lia ran after Tsamara who had first entered the room.

The white door leaf was wide open, Lia cringing into the room. Netra the girl saw her colleague was putting her valuables into the locker. "Tsa, I mean nothing special what? Didn't you guys have a husband-and-wife relationship while you were in the Maldives?"

Lia's voice was quite loud, making Tsamara rush to smother her mouth using her palm. "Don't be hard, if other people know how?" whispered the girl in the ears of her colleague. The first child of the Gibran family always has a reserve of excess patience when interacting with Lia because the girl sometimes likes a ceplos without filtering her speech first.

"Get your hands out of my mouth, Tsa! Come on, let go!" pinta Lia squeezed in a distressed voice as her mouth was smothered by Tsamara.

However, Tsamara did not immediately release her hand from Lia's mouth. "But promise, don't yell like that again! I don't want this whole room to know that my honeymoon yesterday didn't work at all." The girl was forced to negotiate because she did not want the news to spread to reporters. If it happens, it is likely that the news will be a tranding topic of water demons.

Lia nodded her head, agreeing to Tsamara's request. Better to give up for his own safety.

"Jeez, Tsa, you almost made me die from oxygen deprivation." Lia said after Tsamara's soft hands no longer smothered her mouth. Inhaling as much oxygen as possible to replace the almost exhausted supply in the lungs.

Tsamara sighed softly while resting her butt on the chair. The look of the eyes look far away, the pieces of events starting from when he married Bimantara then their first quarrel after returning to the honeymoon made clear in his memory.

Seeing the change in the look of Tsamara's face, Lia clenched her lips and sat down next to her college friend. "Tsa, why is your face moody? What's the matter? Tell me about it. Who knows I can help you find a solution to the problems that have befallen you."

Slightly bend the body forward, then hide the face in the palm of the hand. I don't know why Tsamara's feelings have become more emotional lately. The girl was so full of excitement when she received a little attention from Lia.

"Lia, what do you think I lack as a woman? Whether I am less beautiful, less attractive or my body less sexy until my own husband is not interested in me" Tsamara lirih murmured. A pair of teary almond eyes held back the tear from falling soaked cheeks. Feeling inferior because until this moment Bimantara was reluctant to touch his body even though they had been married for one week.

Both hands forward, touching Tsamara's shoulder. "I don't know for sure what's going on between you and Bima. However, my advice as a friend is to speak carefully with your husband and not to make decisions in an angry condition because your mind must be chaotic and the decisions taken will only harm yourself." Take a deep breath, then exhale slowly. "Marriage without any fuss in the household will feel as bland as a vegetable without salt. However, if you continue to fight you need to be vigilant and find out what causes it to make you never get along."

Tsamara was silent when she heard the advice Lia had said. Although the girl often flaunted while talking but she was the only friend who really understood the state of Madam Bimantara. Therefore, a beautiful almond-eyed doctor is very comfortable when nearby.

There was silence for a moment. The two girls seemed to be busy with their own thoughts.

"Lia, do you think ... Maybe not if Bima's sister cheated?" chirps of Tsamara break the silence.

Reflexes, Lia who had just straightened her legs forward immediately turned her body sideways to the right then the girl's brows furrowed while staring intently at Tsamara. "Don't talk to you, Tsa! It's not good to accuse your husband without proof. What's your problem with Kak Bima can be more complicated if she knows you're accusing her of cheating."

"I'm not accusing him, Lia. It's just that I'm suspicious of Bima's strange unusual behavior. My husband's attitude changed since meeting Emma, Kak Bima's college friend when they were in London. After the meeting, Bima became irritable and often angry. I didn't know who the man who married me was" Tsamara said at length. He pulled out his uneg-uneg in front of Lia.

"Don't be quick to draw conclusions before everything is clear. Just capitalize suspiciously, it is not enough for you to say that Bima sister cheated."

"If it turns out that Bima's sister is cheating, how should I be Lia?" tsamara asked with a frightened face. Imagining it all made his heart ache like being stabbed by thousands of needles by an invisible hand.

Lia brought her body back closer to the front, then leaned her face toward Tsamara's face until she was one inch away. "If you are caught cheating then .. You just cut it off let him kapok!" That moment also sounded a loud laughter filled the entire room.

Tsamara snorted in annoyance and said, "Your woof is crisp!"

However, Lia did not comment on Tsamara's words. The girl continued to laugh out loud because she managed to try out her colleagues. Unconsciously by the two girls, apparently a pair of eyes were watching them from earlier.

Both corners of the lips are pulled upwards forming an arc-like arch. "If your husband cheats on you and you divorce from him then I will accept you, Tsamara Asyifa Gibran. No matter your widowed status, I will still love and love you as sincerely."

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