Temporary Husband

In warehouse

Reyhan and Joko enter a rather dark garage, he looks for a switch on the wall and turns on the lights. The garage looks like a vehicle storage area as usual. Mr. Joko dyed here and there looking for the secret door he meant. Until he saw Reyhan touching the wall that was a bit different color than the other wall. If the other wall is white, this wall is cream-colored.

Mr. Joko noticed Reyhan opening the door easily, after opening there was a long and rather narrow dark hallway. It may be just one person and not be able to walk side by side.

"Did you bring a flashlight?" ask Reyhan to Joko.

"Bring, Den." the man who was no longer young took out a small flashlight that was in his pants pocket and gave it to Reyhan. Reyhan quickly accepted and began walking down the dark narrow hallway with a small flashlight in his hand.

Mr. Joko followed him with fear, occasionally rubbing his arm that suddenly felt bristling. Even so he could not turn around backwards. The hallway was not too long, after walking for about five minutes they found a door of wood that was not too high. Even Reyhan had to duck as he passed through that door. When they got outside, they found nothing. Until Pak Joko saw a motorcycle parked not far from the fence of the house.

"Den, whose bike is it?" The man's index finger pointed at the black matic motorcycle parked not far from where they were standing. Reyhan's view followed the direction pointed by Mr. Joko, it is true there is a black matic motorcycle parked.

"Come, sir, let's see!" take Reyhan while continuing to walk closer to the suspicious looking motorcycle. Mr. Joko just nodded and walked behind his master's son.

Arriving there, the two observed the motor. Both of them looked confused, because they had never seen the suspicious vehicle before.

"Don't let this bike be used by Farhan here and he actually passed through that secret door and that means ...."

"Farhan is still in this house. Yeah, I'm pretty sure that asshole cousin is still in this house" she said.

"Let's go sir, let's go back home. Reyhan is very confident Farhan is still in this area of the house. Search everywhere until you can. Don't let anyone miss." Reyhan ordered while leaving the suspicious motorbike.

"Ready, Den." said Mr. Joko. Reyhan nodded and immediately entered back into the house through the secret door.

Meanwhile in the warehouse.

Farhan walked slowly around Amora who was now looking at him angrily.

"Come Amora. We're getting out of here" Farhan said. He did not lose his mind so that the ex-wife would come back to him and come with him.

"You why the hell? I told you, I don't want to and go alone. I'm not leaving Reyhan."

Farhan stopped, now crouching in front of Amora with a sad face made up.

"Don't be naive of you, Ra. Obviously Reyhan doesn't love you. He just pityes and he'll leave you sooner or later. I'm the only man who loves you so much, Ra."

Amora smiled cynically at Farhan's words.

"Love, you say?"

"I love you so much, Ra. If not, I wouldn't be able to do all this. This is all I do because I love you so much. Believe, Amora. I really love you very much."

"That's not love! But it's an obsession. You're obsessed with having me because you don't want to lose to Reyhan. You also regretted having Reyhan marry me. Don't say anything about love, because you don't understand what love is!"

Farhan closed his eyes for a moment to hold back the anger. Sighing heavily because of the annoyance that spread and control him.

"Amoras. Don't teach me about love."

she shrieked in a stifled annoyed tone.

"I didn't teach you. I'm just saying that you don't deserve to say anything about love. You never know what love, sacrifice or loyalty is. Your ego is too high for one thing called love. You always put your ego forward without thinking about other people's feelings. You always want to come back and say love after what you did?" The corner of Amora's lips lifted. There was no more love left in her heart. At first he was influenced by Farhan's remarks about Reyhan. But his heart said, this was all just Farhan's booze.

"You didn't just hurt me, Farhan. But you also hurt my best friend, Sania. He loved you so much and sacrificed so much for you. But do you appreciate all that? Have you ever appreciated Sania's feelings for her?"

"Whatever he is, he will always be my best friend. He just misloves someone, misplays his love. He is blinded by his love for you. If he loves the right person, I'm sure he won't turn out like this." Amora looked at Farhan intently there was an emotion implied from the beautiful woman's gaze.

"So you think I'm the wrong person?" Furious the man. He clenched both his hands holding back the anger. His face flushed with tightened neck veins.

"You think?"

"You really have changed, Amora. All this time you never dared to say anything bad to me. But ever since you married that damn cousin, you've changed a lot. You're not the Amora I used to know. Amora who looks at me lovingly, affectionately and ...."

"Stupid." said Amora quickly.

"Why did you say that? You're not stupid. But that's how you should behave as a good wife."

"Pure." he said.

"What did you say? I'm hypocritical?"

"There's no need for me to repeat those words."

"You're outrageous Amora!" The man shouted in annoyance. He took a few steps forward and clutched both of Amora's shoulders firmly.

"Stop saying bad things about me. Come back to me and leave that fucking guy!"

"I will not obey your words. I wouldn't leave a man as good as Reyhan just for the sake of a man like you. Let go of me and go back to Sania. She loves you so much."

"I don't love him and I just love you! I just want you, Amora. Only thou. Not Sania or anyone."

"If you only love me, why doesn't your attitude show that? Why do you show the opposite attitude? Is that called love?"

"I just love you Amora. I love you." Farhan brought his face closer.

"Don't come any closer and let me go!" Amora turned her face away from Farhan who was trying to kiss her.

"No way!" farhan said as he continued to try to bring his face closer. Amora tried to rebel and beat Farhan's face so that it ignited Farhan's emotions.

"Don't fight and stay quiet. Enjoy the touch I give you. Do as you used to do. Just enjoy it and don't argue!"

"Basic bastards! Men have no heart! Fuck you Farhan! Release him! I'm disgusted!" Maki Amora continued to try to escape. He manages to hit Farhan's head firmly, causing the man to stagger back and release Amora's body. Amora did not waste the opportunity, she ran towards the door of the warehouse. There were only a few more jengkal he reached the door, but Amora felt the dress he was wearing on the pull firmly from behind even the dress was torn.

Amora swore, and now she was in Farhan's hands again. The man smiled with a horrible grin.

"I will feel your body again, Amora. I'll enjoy it all again. I miss you so much."

The man threw Amora's body onto the cold white floor. Amora inched away until it hit the wall behind her. He can't go anywhere now. He's really stuck.

"You can't go anywhere anymore, Amora. Today you will have me back." said Farhan as he took off the shirt he was wearing.

"Basic bastards! Let go of me asshole!" shouted Amora furiously. He immediately stands back up, trying to escape but Farhan quickly captures Amora again. Now he kissed Amora brutally and full of lust. Amora shouted with an accompanying cry. He would never be willing if he touched this man.

"Lord ... Help me." screamed in my heart.

"Reyhan where are you. Help me Rey." her heart cried, she wished God would be kind to her so that her honor as a woman would be preserved. He would never be able to look Reyhan in the face again if he really managed to touch another man.