Prison Wound

Part one's

Riena struggled with all her might to free herself from the confinement of a man who was overrunning her body. However, his efforts were in vain. The burly body of the man made his body not shift in the slightest. In addition, the tight grip of the man's hand made his wrist numb. He was forced to lie on the white sand, under a dark stretch of black sky. Even the stars and moon do not appear. It was as if I was embarrassed to see Riena.

The woman screamed loudly. But who hears? The waves, the sound of wind blowing and the sound of beach party music on the other hand submerge the sound far to the bottom of the sea.

"Scoff all you want. Raditya and the others wouldn't hear it," ridiculed the figure of the man who had wrapped Riena's body with the pungent smell of alcohol coming out of her mouth. "Get down, Riena! I got even more excited when I heard the voice of the weak helpless woman. Your moaning makes me even more excited."

Riena was silent. Highlights of hateful eyes and anger mixed with the roar of tears, unseen bias covered in the strangled hair of a child fell on his face. The woman's hand was clenched perfectly, the rough pressure on her vitals growing fiercer. It leaves a tremendous pain and heat. Sand bars stuck to his hips down. The dallam pants he was wearing, either have been thrown where.

"Don't pretend to be in pain, Riena. I'm sure you're secretly enjoying. Hows it? Surely I'm much more satisfying than Raditya, aren't I?" The man on top of Riena's body was getting more and more excited about moving his hips. No matter how much the woman below him was really fed up with what he was doing.

"Feel you Raditya. Now we're even." The man rose after he reached the top of his curse.

The laughter of the man who was completely unknown to Riena sounded like the voice of a demon. It feels like he spits, grabs, kicks or hits a figure who is now wearing his pants back brutally. But what power, Riena's body felt crumbled dimly without power.

"Raditya will be destroyed when you see him crazy. And I can't wait for that moment to come. Go crazy, Riena." The man brought his face closer. Making Riena this time can record the face of the devil clearly even though the lighting is very dim. With hatred stirring, Riena collected her saliva and spat at the man in front of her - right about the part of the man's eyes.

PLACKS

A loud slap instantly landed on Riena's right cheek. "Basic jallang! It's free for you to fight me now. This spit of yours, can't erase the fact that I've fucked you. You cannot keep your honor as a woman. What else are you living for? It's no use!"

The line of words was clearly spoken to put some inner pressure on Riena. Psychologically, his soul was definitely deeply shaken. It was indeed the main purpose of the figure of a completely foreign man in Riena's eyes.

Slowly, the woman tried to get up. The bones all over his body seemed to have left behind the fat and skin that used to wrap it. Riena's vision was a little blurred because her head still felt heavy due to the hit of a blunt object at the nape of her neck earlier. He was not in a strong condition to stand. Plus, tremendous pain is felt on the sensitive part.

"I have to be strong. I can," said Riena while trying to move her legs with a giant towards the cottage where she stayed two days later while on the Island of the Gods.

"Good.meet Raditya. Tell him what I've done to you. He will definitely throw you away like trash." shouted the man followed by a thunderous laugh that made Riena's heart even more broken.

Just a few steps walk, Riena's legs feel no longer powerful to step. Riena's tears are spilling. She screamed and cried hysterically. Many times he may even have cried out the word "please". Riena's efforts were certainly in vain.

No longer able to withstand the fragile and the raging of the body soul, Riena looks unsteady. A second later, the woman's body finally decays to touch the grains of sand without cue. Riena was unconscious. Without realizing it, a pair of eyes that also became silent witnesses of the events that had just happened, instead smiled satisfied with what was experienced by Riena.

Some time passed, Riena felt a wind caress on the skin of her feet. So cold. As much as possible, the woman tried to open her eyes. With a slightly blurred vision, he tried to pay attention to the surroundings.

"Who brought me here?" Riena asked herself once she realized she had been on the veranda of the cottage she had lived in for a few days in Bali.

Riena then tried to get up on her feet, her memory was again filled with the vile incident that had just happened to her. After successfully standing up with great difficulty, he limped into his cottagen and continued to head for the bathroom with a sludge. The release of the dres attached to his body with a rough movement. Without unbuttoning the front one by one, Riena pulled the already torn dres with her eyes still laced with a clear circle. Accidentally staring at the reflection of her face in front of the mirror, Riena seemed to be looking at a disgusting and frightening object. The woman shuddered and shouted hysterically with a hand that kept trying to tear the cloth.

"I'm dirty! I'm disgusting!" Riena threw her clothes in the bathroom trash. It was not enough just that, he kept saying those words over and over again.

After not wearing a single thread, Riena splashed herself with cold water under the shower. Sickness and pain no longer matter. Even Riena repeatedly rubbed her fair share with the frothy soap. Hope the imprint of the accursed man does not imprint and is left all over his body.

Almost an hour Riena was in there. Wash, wipe, give soap, rub, then wash again until repeatedly. Although disguised by the splashing air shower, the roar of tears never subsided out of the eye Riena.

It should be tomorrow that she and Raditya will be celebrating their fifth wedding anniversary. Raditya, who is still completing his work in the country of white elephants, just got a flight schedule to Bali in the early hours of the morning. While Riena who left first because she had to attend the wedding of one of the relations, instead experienced an extraordinarily painful event.

"I can't possibly disappoint Mas Raditya. But I no longer deserve him, O God. I'm dirty, I'm disgusting. Keeping the honor of a wife alone I can't. What kind of wife am I? I'm useless." Riena was again hysterical. His hands continued to move rubbing his smooth white skin until it was flushed red. Due to the actions of the unknown accuser man earlier, some parts of his body also appear bruised and abrasive.

Too long in the bathroom, making Riena's body that is already not okay getting worse. His body temperature is getting higher with shivering conditions. Riena was supposed to see a doctor, but she couldn't possibly do it because of her embarrassment and fear of meeting other people.

"O Allah, forgive all my sins, O Allah." Riena beristighfar while stepping out of the bathroom just wrapped in a kimono towel. The woman then put on a warm sweater and immediately lay on the bed. Cowering in the cold with a truly weak and apprehensive condition.

Riena was not crying. Now he has to endure all of it himself. Not able to feel to share stories or rely on others to help himself out of the problems that have just been faced. In addition to shame and inferiority, everything about Radity is now a separate consideration.

Too tired in tears and sadness, Riena fell asleep. Sometimes still sounds sobs and moans from the lips of the woman. What had just been passed was so heavy, that it carried over to his subconscious. In a state of sleep alone, his eye peluk still issued a clear grain.

"Bee," the soft voice of a man followed by a gentle touch on Riena's shoulder, making the woman instantly cry out hysterically.

"Don't touch me! Help me!" Riena immediately curled up at the end of the bed. Hugging both of his knees with a trembling body.