Prison Wound

Nineteen

Riena immediately turned her head and could not hide her shock. I did not expect Raditya to return home. Her husband looked at her deeply, waiting for the answer to the question he had just asked. What made Riena think hard again, her bag that was brought by Resti, has now changed hands on Raditya quickly.

Her husband recognized the bag immediately. Although struggling with wealth, Riena is not typical of women who like to collect branded goods. He only has a few bags. In various events, only that bag is what Riena often uses.

"This is your missing bag, isn't it, Bee? Who found it?" look at Raditya, a little impatient. Because he put a lot of hope on whoever found the bag. According to Raditya's thought, that person at least knew where that night Riena was. So that next he can get a little clue about the biaddab man who has dared to rape the wife.

"I'm sorry, sir, Buk," said Resti, taking advantage of the silence. He's pretty good at understanding things. As soon as Raditya pulled the bag he was carrying without warning, Resti was already intending to leave the room.

Raditya simply replied with a nod. While Riena chose to hurry up to stand up without saying a word. The woman stepped onto the second floor where her room was located.

Before catching up with Riena, Raditya decided to enter a room on the first floor that he rarely stopped by. The room where the DVR is connected to all the CCTVs that are inside the house is located. Where the DVR is always connected to a large monitor screen measuring 72 inches.

Until there, Raditya immediately turned back two hours to start from one of the parts that lead to the main gate of his house. Finding a foreign vehicle stopping at the main gate, Raditya also did the magnification process on the screen which was split into twenty-four parts.

Raditya's hands were getting agile and deftly moving the mouse, occasionally he typed something to look for a catch on the other side of the screen. As soon as a screen clearly highlighted the living room, and revealed a figure that was very familiar to him, Raditya immediately walked out of the room and ran towards his room on the second floor.

Before opening the door of the room, Raditya set his breath first. Trying as calmly as possible even though his heart and mind were being asked questions was also an overwhelming anxiety. With his logic and common sense, Raditya really began to arrange meetings that had a mere coincidence between himself, Rino, and Reno. It seemed, he now had to sharpen his prejudice back.

"Oh my God, take care of my emotions. Keep anger out of my words and attitude." Raditya opened the door slowly.

Riena immediately put down her phone as soon as Raditya stepped closer to her who was sitting on a long sofa. Knowing that her husband would still discuss the matter of her bag earlier, Riena also deliberately did not change her position. He let Raditya sit on the single sofa opposite him.

"Bee, can we talk to you for a second?" ask Raditya carefully. "I don't insist if you don't answer. Ignore if you don't want to hear what I'm saying. But, may I, am I a little hopeful? I want us to share with each other like we used to. Your wounds, must be mine. Your pain, of course, will be my pain," he added.

Riena was still silent. Verily he is gathering courage, firmness, and strength. It may be time for her to open up in front of her husband.

"Actually, I already know what happened to you, Bee. I know since you were in the hospital. I'm sorry I couldn't do anything about it, sorry I couldn't take good care of you. The events of that night, did not in the least detract from my love and affection for you. Even there is, I feel guilty, Bee. I'm a useless husband." Raditya's gaze turned soft.

"You shouldn't be harboring and feeling this alone, Bee. We can go through together. Whatever traces that cruel man left on your body, let me lose. Come on, we'll rise together. Fight your fear. Throw away your thoughts that humble yourself. You are precious in my eyes. Even now it's much more valuable than anything I have. Bee, trust me please. No one can change our relationship, except your own feelings."

Riena could no longer hold back her cries. He's put it all out in a snare. Only tears that represent a raging taste. Feeling that she had been acting unfairly all along, Riena stood up, sat on her husband's lap and hugged him without hesitation. Cancel for a moment the feeling of trauma that still arises drowning is felt.

"I'm sorry, Bee. For the wounds you bear alone. Just punish me, don't punish yourself. Come back to being the Riena I knew." Raditya tingled his wife's hair.

Riena shook her head so weakly while stretching out their embrace. "I'm sorry, Ay. I'm wrong, I---,"

The words accompanied by sobs were interrupted while, Raditya silenced Riena's lips with hers. Out of nowhere, he felt no need to hear any words from the wife. Really Raditya did not want, the wound that has not recovered properly, even felt sore again due to having to retell the incident teramat biadap it to himself directly.

Unexpectedly, Riena returned a gentle kiss of Raditya's lips. Although only a glance, able to make her husband's heart a little relieved. Yeah, just a little. There were still questions and anxieties piling up in Raditya's chest. What's more when it comes to knowing the person who returned Riena's bag is Reno.

"May I ask, right? Again, if you don't answer, I won't be angry. I can never really be angry with you, Bee. Sometimes you want to be angry if you go this way. But you always have a way to quell my anger." Raditya squeezed Riena's nose which was already flushed red from crying with anxiety. Deliberately warms the atmosphere that seems full of sadness.

"I haven't done anything for you in a long time, Ay. In our marriage, it seems like I receive more than I give" said Riena as she looked at her husband.

"Our wedding journey is long. There's still a lot of time we're going to spend together. If now the one who gives a lot is me, maybe there will be a time when you do, Bee. Don't talk like the day we stopped here. I can still wait for your gift next time. I'm sure you're a good person to control and put yourself in. You just need to force yourself a little to get out of this situation. You don't have to bear it yourself. There's me you can always count on." Raditya returned Riena's gaze lovingly.

Riena hugged Raditya. This time it's tighter than ever. "Ay, please touch me as usual."

This time, it was Raditya who slowly let go of their embrace. "No need to force it, Bee. I understand it's not easy. We will do it step by step. Your heart first. I can still control it, really."

Riena smiled smirkingly. Under normal conditions, at least they do it once in a day. More often two or three times if indeed the time is very loose. Riena never objected or felt overwhelmed. For him, it was very natural and also fun.

"Bee, who dropped off your bag? He came here, didn't he? What'd he say? Did you know him before?" Raditya turned the conversation in a more serious direction so that he and Riena did not focus on things that could make him tempted to accept the wife's offer.