Small Stars For Faila

After marriage

My eyes immediately glared like they could pinch hard. His grandmother Frans was famously chatty fierce, she always did as she pleased, a great mistress. I used to live in Indonesia, but now back to Delhi India.

Frans' mother, can't stand it when she comes to Frans' house first.

There's always something wrong in her eyes Frans' mom's job. When I lived at home, Frans Mami never left home, because she could not bear the babble of her grandmother Frans. This time He came before, He insisted we would marry In India.

But me and Frans refused . His grandmother also did not want to come to our wedding.

But why Suddenly – suddenly came?”

“Ha, didn't it say ga came ? I said whisper to Frans

“I also don't know for sure” He decided to come last night Frans said.

“Alright I want to go to the bathroom first” tidied up my appearance, I was looking for Tari and Adira but no

There are.

“Why ?” Frans asked who saw me gasp

“Dance is not there to accompany me to the bathroom I said” . His eyes also searched but Tari did not know where to go.

“Let me drive you, to the bathroom,” said Frans propping up my hand.

This time successfully made the singles convulsing together, because of his treatment of me.

“Geez my appearance, really messy, makeup my face lost swept sweat that poured earlier

The wound was getting more and more painful, I started to grimace in pain not only my back body was in pain, the cheekbones affected by Frans elbow also felt pain.

Frans is still waiting at the bathroom door.

“Fai you are okay?” Frans asked knocking on the door. I heard it but my body hurts a lot more .

I grimaced holding my back, it seemed like the strap of the bridal suit, was too tight and pressed the stitching wound , the more I moved the more pressed .

Now it's dripping about the back skirt I'm wearing.

Stain like that, in the wedding dress in Indian Myths an early doom, though I did not believe it. Because from the beginning our marriage was already disastrous.

“Frans!” I asked her to go to the bathroom

“This pardon has soiled your sari cloth the same shawl” said Frans

“Bring me to the frans room, this can't be seen anyone else what's your family” I said”

Frans looked at me for a moment, and he opened the bathroom door looking right to make sure no one was there .He finally took me to the upper room.

“Here Frans,” I said pointing to the room I was wearing.

But he took us to his room. The room was decorated with flowers like the bridal room .

But I didn't pay it any more attention, I chose to sit on the side of the bed.

“Frans please untie her I said, tearing my hair aside and showing Frans my neck to open the wedding dress.

It has been imagined how Rapot an Indian bride with all her accessories.

“Fai, but-“

“Frans don't think to me. The rope pressed my wound,”

“Oh,” well said Frans his hands very heartily open the strap of the wedding dress.

In front of us there is a glass, I can see his face looks very carefully undressing the bride, at first glance looks like in the movie – Hollywood film who wants to do the first night stay set romantic Indian song.

My sitting position on the bed does not give her back to her husband. I who was still staring from the glass in front of us showed Frans with a look of face carefully removing the ropes of bridal clothes ,

Until everything opened, my back opened and my hand held it against my chest in front of him.

It should be the right moment, just lie down and do the first night.

But Frans has prevented all that in all contractual agreements. That he did not touch me, as his wife

Currently our relationship is nothing more than a contract marriage for 6 months. Although Frans wrote it 1 year but crossed it into 6 months.

“Thank you Frans, you can come down again, I've called Doctor Son same Tari,” I said to Frans not so happy face.

“I'm with you here Frans said her eyes were still looking at me with my back open I don't know what Frans was thinking, but her face didn't look very fond, because I called the Doctor,

“May I ask for your rather loose clothes, so that I can cover part of my body,” I said to Frans.

Because that's what he asked for. But I know, right now he's gonna want that. He's a normal guy. But his emotions and anger led him to make such a decision when we loved each other

He just kept quiet without saying anything, his eyes just staring at me undressing in front of him exposing my upper body to him.

“Do you test me FaiLa?” Frans looked at me sharply

“I'm not strong, stepped into the frans bathroom, maybe I should apologize to you for this,” I said casually and deliberately made it hot with all my behavior that deliberately made it cold hot.

“You, can tell me to go,kan”

“This is your house and this is your room Frans, do I have the right to expel” I said

“Do you hate me so much?”

“I have no right to be angry at this time Frans”

~Tok tok~

The sound of the door knocking stopped our discussion with Frans. Doctor Son and Dance.

“Wah newlyweds congratulations first yes” said Doctor reached out his hand to me

He took his equipment out of his briefcase.

Lay down the newlyweds, I have to check, you are really a strong woman, earlier I thought you were not strong,” said the Doctor.

I lie down and purse my body, Frans still standing watching the Doctor who examined me,

“This is also sick Doc said I pulled the Doctor's hand over me. I intentionally made it hot.

“I'm sorry Faila seems like I'm going to tear her up”The doctor looked at Frans who showed dislike

“Nothing Doctor,” said I smiled cunningly and was satisfied to see He showed his dislike to the Doctor who examined me.

“Ah seams regardless did you fall earlier?

“ No Doc, bridal ropes about the wound it”

“That must have been very painful,” said the son doctor showed a very sweet smile

I just nodded, though,

“I have to give you another injection Faila, hold yes, so that I can treat the wound,” said Doctor, I only hold for a moment . Until entering the dream.

The drowsiness from earlier plus the anesthetic then I slept for a long time with the position of the body prone. My sleeping position had to be on my stomach because of the wound on my back.

Looks like the influence of drugs has made me sleep for a long time. I don't know what's been going on since I fell asleep this afternoon. Somehow Frans faced all that I don't know.

I woke up at 2 pm showing hunger is making me, it turns out that I only ate one today even a little.

I saw Frans sleeping next to me, still wearing his wedding dress. Unlike me, who already wears sleeping pants.

My chest hurts to sleep on my stomach sleep for a long time, to see sleep sleeping next to me. As per the agreement in the contract, I chose to sleep on the long sofa in Frans' room,

Between drowsiness and hunger. I chose to sleep just wanted to break down the sofa.

“What do you do?” ask Frans he's also on the way.

“Tleep”

“Why should there be Faila, I think this bed, fit to accommodate both of us

“Don't tell me you're afraid of me” Frans stared hard

“I only obey what we've agreed”Kataku

“What?”

“There are points in his letter, not sharing any of those items with me’kan? All right, you're in that bed and I'm here because this is your house Frans”

“Collect Faila, don't make things harder”

“ You said we have to abide by all agreements, Real men have to keep the promise”

“Yes, but real men will not let women suffer”

“Sleeping here isn't, it's the thing that makes suffering there's so much more to it than all this, it's nothing to me.