THE PERPETRATOR (You Cheated, I'm Two)

Aldo's Residence

Bugh.. hard hit someone made Tristan fall to the side and his head hit hard to make him unconscious.

Naya woke up clutching tightly to the shirt whose buttons had been removed. He looked at me who had helped him. Her tears trickled profusely seeing that person coming in time.

"A-aldo" said Naya in between her tears.

"Nay," without saying much, Aldo opened the suit he was wearing and then closed the front of Kanaya's body.

"We're getting out of here!" he said he helped Naya get out of bed.

"I don't want to, I don't know who you are, who knows you will do evil to me, too" Naya refused, sobbing.

"Hey, why is your mind always uncompromising? you don't see what he's gonna do to you? what if he wakes up and goes back to doing more than this?"

Naya was silent and thought, then she shook her head in tears. "I don't want to."

"Then we get out of here before he wakes up. Don't think about him first, you better think of yourself. Come with me!" invite him to persuade Naya who is still not moving.

"But you're not gonna harm me, are you?" tanya Naya was still sniffling.

"Not going to."

And finally Naya wanted to go with the person she thought was the motorcycle taxi driver and also the person who helped her at that time.

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While on the road, neither of them spoke. Naya just looked to the side daydreaming about her life journey. Her tears were dripping back considering Tristan's every treatment.

Aldo turned to Kanaya and looked back to the front. He exhaled his breath violently to be sad to see the state of the woman beside him.

"If you want to cry, cry! take out all the burdens you have, let out every emotion you have, let out every sadness you feel with tears."

Naya began to sob small for a long time into a heart-wrenching roar of grief.

Aldo was also claustrophobic when he heard Kanaya's cry. He put his car into the parking area on the right side of the house and quietly leaned his back for a moment listening to Naya cry.

Feeling better, Naya wiped her tears looking to the side. "Thank you for helping me a second time. If you weren't around maybe I would've been...."

"It doesn't need to be discussed if it really hurts you. We're here, let's go down!" Aldo opened the seat belt and opened the door.

Naya just realized that she was in a different place. He looked at a foreign place.

A classic two-story white house with large pillars in front of it is very elegant. In addition to the way in and out and greenery in the front and side areas add a beautiful impression.

"Let's get off!" Aldo opened the side car door where Kanaya was sitting.

"Where are we?"

"My house. I'm confused about where to take you, so just bring it here."

Slowly Naya releases the seat belt and exits the car. He gripped in fear of the suit that was on his body.

Aldo who had stepped first turned his head back then he approached Naya and pulled Naya's hand to bring her into the house.

"Don't be afraid, here's a lot left."

Aldo leads Naya up and shows her one of the rooms. "You rest here, Bi Minah will come here to deliver clothes for you. My room is next to this room" point it forward.

"If you need anything, you can call me or call Bi Minah. Have a good rest, I'm sorry I took you here." Said Aldo patting Naya's shoulder as he walked to his room.

Naya watches Aldo's upright back until it is lost behind the door. He entered into the room circulating his gaze staring in awe at the room he was about to occupy

"He's a rich man and he's not a motorcycle taxi" he muttered sitting on the edge of the bed wiping the mattress he was sitting on.

Tok tok tok tok

Naya turned her head, apparently a middle-aged woman carrying a woman's clothes.

"Definitely mother, Marni's mother?"

"Call aunty, I'm just ART in this house" she replied smilingly looking at the beautiful woman before her despite her face being blocked by acne.

Naya smiled without answering and did not nod.

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Tristan woke up from his stupor, he held the head that still felt dizzy to get up and leaned his body into the bed.

"Sssstttt, the lunge is painful." Tristan lowered his head.

Jihan and Marko return to Tristan's house hoping Kanaya has returned home. Both were stunned because the entrance was open.

The two rush in to find the whereabouts of Naya and Tristan. They saw the door open and saw Tristan sitting on the floor massaging his head.

"Tristan."

Tristan. "Mom, Papa. Why are you here?" tanyanya got up and sat back on the edge of the bed.

"Where's Kanaya? mama didn't see it."

Tristan looked around, he also circulated his gaze then rushed to find his wife in every corner of the house. "He's not there, where is he?"

"Why do you look confused? Where's kanaya?" this time Marko asked.

Tristan shakes. "I don't know, Mah, Pah."

Jihan and Marko exchanged lyrics, both astonished. "You're her husband, when you don't know where your wife is? what did you do to Naya until she wasn't home? Naya can't get out of the house if there's no big problem" Jihan said.

Tristan lowered his head in fear of seeing his Papa's already sharp eyes intimidating.

"What did you do to him? answer me!" marko's jolt holds back the anger of hearing Jihan's story that Tristan is cheating on him.

Tristan finally opens his voice and tells him what he did just now until Naya is not home.

"I really didn't know that Naya was going to leave the house."

Plaque....

Bugh...

Marko slaps and punches lay to his son. "We've never taught you anything like this, Tristan. You've hurt your wife, what kind of man are you to the point of raping his own wife, huh?"

Tristan who sat down looked up. "Kanaya cheated on me, Pah. I don't accept that!" tristan looked at his Papa fearfully.

"You think to yourself why he cheated on you!" point Marko to Tristan's face.

"It all starts with you, all your problems start. You cheated on another woman and then why are you so angry that Naya cheated on you?" marko's jolts his son's head.

"We'll take care of your divorce papers."

Deg. Tristan's heart was riveted and pounding erratically.

"Don't, Pah. I don't want to divorce Kanaya!" suddenly, the words just slide. There was a real fear Naya was avoiding him.

"If you don't want to divorce Naya, leave your affair behind" Jihan said.

"I can't leave him."

Marko smiled cynically. "Basar greedy man. You want Naya but you don't want to leave your affair. Papa won't let you hurt Naya again."

Marko leaves Tristan to stay. Jihan was the same, he left his son to reflect on his feelings.

"Consider your heart, where did you choose it and decide head coldly!" jihan looked over for a while and then followed her husband.

Seriate.....