Tarnished On The Bride's Night

A Day with Beloved

Dara gasped in shock as her face was slapped by the warm rays of sun coming in from the cracks of the window. In his heart he grumbled because all this time he never woke up. And as he remembered today they (he and Chandra) will go away.

‘Cracked, I can be late to the Airport.’

Soon Dara sat down, but was stopped because her head felt so painful that she hissed slowly. Back lying down, he tried to remember again the incident last night.

Dara realized after a while that she was not in her own room. The clothes that— wears are also no longer his clothes, but rather the oversized male shirt and shorts. But that's not what he's questioning now, but the horrific incident that took a beating last night.

“Awwhh ..” his face aches when trying to be moved. “Basic humans have no feelings.”

Feeling the need to go to the bathroom, Dara set her foot on the floor. But due to lack of vigilance, he accidentally stepped on a soft object that causes sound. “Aaaaaaa!”

Alif immediately rolled over, changing position to face down while groaning painfully.

“Alif!” Panicking, Dara immediately pulled back her leg. It was clear that he was shocked when he saw the man who was sleeping on the floor using a bedcover.

“Didn't you see someone this big?” tukas Alif was very angry because the forbidden object was stepped on.

“Sorry, Lif. I really didn't know you were there,” said Dara very badly. "It turns out I slept in your room, huh? Why can?"

“Hhhh!” Alif held his breath. Upset, Alif heads to the bathroom to save herself. In the bathroom he grumbled because this had happened twice. First, kicked by her brother-in-law on purpose, second stepped on by Dara.

Alif then thought, could this be a doom for a woodpecker who once stole food carelessly? I don't know! Alif doesn't know. Alif only estimates himself.

“Hopefully it can still work properly.” Then she came out after washing her face and feeling better.

“Lif, sorry yes?” said Dara as soon as she saw Alif coming out. But with a face that is hard to decipher. Like holding a smile.

“Hmm.”

“Thank you also helped me.” Dara continued, “That brought me here last night who?”

“Jack, not me,” Alif replied.

“I have to thank him,” Dara said. It turned out that behind his ugly, arrogant face was still a great helping soul, he thought.

“Eh, but—who replaced my clothes? Is it Jack too? Jeez?” suddenly Dara's face became very panicked and reflexes covered her body with both hands, although she knew, this action could not save her.

Alif shakes.

“You mean?”

“Not, I ask help mothers next door.” Alif gave up because he did not want this problem to be long.

“Whose mother, let me say thank you.”

“I've already vice.”

“Iya but who?” ask Dara to investigate. It is not that easy to make a Dara believe.

“Don't be too complicated. Want to ask how ever you have changed clothes now.”

“Whose shirt?” ask Dara.

“My book, why? Don't like to be able to replace.”

“Not so,” Shallow Dara. “I mean the smell is good. I actually like. Why are you so easy to get emotional. PMS, yes?”

“PMS?”

“Yes, men become lions.” Dara gave a small laugh afterwards until the laughter was contagious.

***

Already half daily Dara just sleeps without doing anything except eating and drinking, the other furthest just go to the toilet. Actually he was surprised, why lately intermittently sick like a child who wants to be loved by his sister. It's strange, but that's the truth.

“Your mother wants to have children again, times,” said Alif carelessly responded to Dara's babble when Dara came out still wearing his shirt. Frankly, Alif feels proud because Dara is comfortable wearing her actual clothes even looks beautiful in her eyes.

“All that still want to have children again, ha? Very less work. Want a rival with me?”

DEG.

Inner Alif mencelos. Was his speech just a joke or a gesture?

Suddenly his heart felt so painful to find this reality. It was destroyed already his hope in the blink of an eye.

Dara did not fully tell the problem except the core problem. Therefore, Alif did not really understand.

Dara straightened her ears. Of course he was shocked because Alif was like he was gently driving her away. ‘He objected yes, I'm here?’ his mind with eyes back in tears.

“I-iya, thank you for supporting me,” said Dara shortly after in a stifled voice.

He immediately begged to get ready. Until a few tens of minutes later, Alif saw Dara come out of his room already with neat clothes.

“Indeed Chandra picked you up?” Alif asked immediately.

Again Dara lied with a nod of her head.

“I'm home, yes. Again, thank you, Lif. You're so good with me. Your shirt I washed earlier, I have sunbathe also in the backyard.”

“Ya, be careful,” replied Alif without looking at him.

With her head lowered, Dara dragged her suitcase out of this house. Then walk through the rows of houses around. Then look for the nearest ATM so that he can take the money to rent a vehicle that can deliver it to a distant place.

Yes, his initial intention was like that, but alas, his own money was only five hundred thousand left. Obviously it would not be enough to connect his life in a foreign place. Chandra's card has been blocked so he can't use it anymore.

“You must have been intentional so I couldn't go anywhere. Your evil is truly beyond help.”

He took a breath and thought. “What's the only way I should go home mom? But what about this wound? I'm afraid they blame—ah, I think of others, while I'm in trouble myself. I really hate myself!”

Dara tak karu-karuan. Looking for a rather quiet place, Dara cupped her face with both hands. His face flushed red as he tried to restrain himself who was being intruded upon.

“What should I do now? Why do I always find dead ends?”

“From, Dara!”

Dara looked up to hear her name. Apparently Alif. He half ran to her.

‘Aissst, why did he find me? I got caught lying to him.’

“From!” Alif called back to keep Dara in place. "I called you from earlier. Why just shut up?"

Dara forced a smile at the moment the man approached.

“Where said your husband was picking up?” ask Alif again with a breath that is still irregular.

“Ehm, dia—dia ..” Dara had trouble answering because she had not prepared for this answer before. She is not a woman who lies. “Chandra is coming soon. I was told to wait here.”

Alif panned in disbelief. “You lied.”

“He's on his way here.” Dara tried to convince.

“Your lips can say something else, but your eyes don't, Ra.”

Dara. He swallowed his hard-earned saliva. His throat was blocked because Alif understood he was lying to him.

“I do not feel good if you linger in your house,” Dara finally confessed.

“What because of my words, earlier?” guess it's very true.

“Sorry, Lif ..”

“I think you're pregnant now. So I think no matter how heavy your problem is, you'll still be back with him.” Alif bluntly.

“What are you talking about?” dara asked not to understand. “This must be you misunderstand because I'm talking about the same rival mother I. It's just talk, Alif. Not real ...”

There was a sigh of relief from the man.

“Which way maybe we will have children. While every day, our house is just filled with quarrels.”

A second later Dara gasped in shock, and her eyes widened because when Alif directly hit her body and said, “Stay with me until whenever you want.”

Dara stretched out a hug to stare at the face of the man in front of her. Make sure again.

“Stay,” Alif repeats.

***

Seriate.