Tarnished On The Bride's Night

Dara: But Until When?

Dara opened her eyes slowly. Seen one by one the stick, and the result ....

“Hhhh thank God,” he said while wiping his chest was very relieved. Eventually the forbidden seedling did not grow in her womb. “Negative.”

At that time Dara also came out of the bathroom, she immediately prostrated while sobbing on the floor because of her scent. Somewhat long he was like that before Dara finally decided to follow Chandra to the factory where he worked. Soon after the break, Dara was sure her husband would definitely come out to find lunch.

“Luckily I've cooked her favorite food.”

Gurami salted eggs and capcay have already entered the food box, ready to be taken there. “Hopefully this could be a good start for us, Mas Chandra ...”

Eagerly, Dara pitched her motor to the plywood factory. Arriving there, Dara felt very coincidental because she came at the right time. All employees seemed to be scattering out of the big building—maybe to find food, do worship or just go to the toilet.

Entering the main door, Dara parked her motorbike there and then walked to the inside. Her eyes rolled around to find her husband.

“Excuse me, Sister,” Dara stopped a female employee who happened to pass in front of her. “What Brother saw Mr Chandra?”

which “Chandra is it, Mom? Mr. Chandra there are two here. Slack all over again,” the person replied.

“The one watching in the—” section Dara was a bit of a pain to mention it, because she did not know exactly where her husband was. Always have a rolling position every month, whether it's to the back, middle, or front. Not just one place, but still in one CV.

But then as bright as his mind remember the big event that happened not too long ago, “Eum, look, Brother. Kemendur who yesterday had been suspended because the engine occurred in a fire.”

“Oh ... Mr Chandra idol all idols?” the woman said and laughed afterwards. “He was out a few minutes ago. Is your mother ready?”

“I am his wife,” Dara replied.

“Wife?” when the woman said that Dara was his wife, she looked astonished. Maybe because Dara had never been introduced to them, so it was only natural that if no one knew her. But it seems pointless to know them. What care?

“Iya, my wife. Not a month ago we got married,” Dara explained. Not wanting to waste a lot of time, Dara immediately left the woman after previously pleading, “thank you, yes. Already notified. I just went out.”

“Maybe it's in the dining area,” he continued.

Dara smiled and slightly nodded her head as a tribute to her friendliness when she spoke to him. Back out, Dara headed to the nearby dining places that were there. For example, the cafeteria or shops that are on the side of the road.

Somewhat long Dara looking for it, it seems not an easy thing to find Chandra among the many hundreds of workers who mill around.

“It looks like I failed a surprise, because I had to contact him.”

Just as Dara put her phone to her ear, she gasped because the object she was sticking slipped from her ear. Not a fall, but someone took it from the side.

Dara panicked but was relieved at the same time after finding out who that person was. “Oh, my goodness. I thought you were who you were, Mas.”

“I'm here, so you don't need to contact me.”

“I deliberately came here to take you to lunch,” said Dara next.

“Other times if you come tell me earlier. Not sudden. I'm afraid things will happen like this again. Lucky I saw you earlier, otherwise? You won't find me.”

Dara nodded in understanding. “Where do we eat, Mas? All I want to talk.”

“But I just ate. I want to go straight in too. The time is running out,” replied Chandra made Dara speechless for a while.

He sees his food box in his paper bag; it contains Chandra's favorite specials. Saddened? Disappointed? Sure oes. She cooked it feelingly. But—what can I do? It would be insane for Dara to force her to eat it right now.

“Yes already, I take it home again,” said Dara with teary eyes. He tried to hide it by avoiding eye contact with the man in front of him. “I'll just say goodbye then.” Dara extended her hand while looking down.

“Hey, you crying?” chandra asked trying to look at him.

Dara shakes. “No, Mas. I went straight home, yeah. We'll talk at home later.” He quickly twisted his body and headed towards the motor parking lot.

On the way, his eyes did not stop seeping. Not disappointed in Chandra, but disappointed in the world that was once again unfair to him. It was as if he had made a grave mistake because He had punished him this much.

However, she is still grateful because she was not pregnant until she was made. Though if you remember, on that day is the fertile period.

Dara was surprised, what exactly is the intention of the Hulk creature? Is he not able to pay kim cil night so he kidnapped a woman like that if seen-nothing interesting at all. Very much lost away from paid women whose breasts are more tender and certainly more appetizing!

***

“Tumben just got home, Mas?” dara asked when her husband came home later than usual.

“Yes, it's the end of the month, so I'm overtime,” replied Chandra as she opened her shoes. Every old Chandra date is preoccupied with the one-month report, so that the salary is lowered to employees in accordance with the data he recaps every day.

As usual, Chandra will immediately clean up. While Dara—dia was already waiting for him in the living room. Ready to deliver the results of his checking last afternoon.

A little while Dara waited, before a few minutes later, Chandra came down in a fresher state and had changed the manger.

“I want to talk now, yes,” said Dara started communication. Chandra sat down with him and sipped the tea that Dara prepared.

“About?” Chandra.

Dara moved uneasily because what she was about to say was now very sensitive. Things that previously made their relationship quarrel and stretch as far as people who never knew.

“I ... I checked this afternoon,” Dara replied. But because her remarks seemed elusive, Dara added, “I mean, that test .. know I mean ‘kan?”

Dara tried to look into the eyes of her husband who was waiting for his next words. And sure enough, the look on his face suddenly turned strange. Not like it seems more relaxed.

“The result is negative kok,” he added again. He then clasped Chandra's hand. And with great care, he again said, “Can we start all over again?”

Dara smiled waiting for an answer that thought would be so pleasant.

“Sorry, but I can't ..”

DEG!

Dara's smile faded. A pained light covered his heart. It was like a big rock so he felt so tight.

“Why?” tanyanya immediately.

“Dara ...,” says Chandra slowly. “Behold, for now, just looking at you I feel pain.”

Dara is back.

Chandra continued, “I'm sick when I think of how much that man adores you.”

“Why did Mas Chandra say that?”

“Seeing from the part of your body that was full of hickeys.” Chandra closed his eyes. Her heart was like it was stung at the moment when she recalled how much Dara's entire body was revered so majestically. It was as if Dara's body was that of an angel.

“If Mas Chandra was that sick, let alone me? I'm sicker again, Mom. Maybe if it looks like my heart is bleeding right now. It's just that I try to stay strong for our new marriage for the rest of this corn ..” Dara said.

“But it's okay. No problems. I'm a lot more spacious than I was before. Mas Chandra can let me go if this tortures us both. I'm sincere.” Dara akhinya resigned herself.

Chandra interrupts immediately, “I just need time, don't you hook-up with another matter. Remember your parents, Ra! We're married not a month.”

“Iya but until when?” tanya Dara sounded demanding.

“Until I'm healed. You haven't shown any evidence yet. You forgot?”

“I find it difficult to move by myself, Mas. I have no more ability. So plis, give me your hand to help me .. don't torture me any longer.”

Feeling worse, Dara immediately stood up. “Ya already, whatever! It's useless if I explain at length if in fact you keep closing yourself to believe me. But once again I reiterate, I never cheated!”

Then Dara leaves Chandra and locks herself in the room. Dara was almost desperate for her husband's unfinished disappointment.

I've been going crazy for a long time!

***

To be continued.