The Primadona

Chapter 30 The Destiny of the Former Primadona

Destiny of Former Primadona

This mind maneuvers far into the past. When I married Bianca, she was not long apart from her husband. Even our wedding was not recorded in advance. Until the good times are over, it is very rushed. I need an outlet for my failure, grief torments me. Sure enough, not a wrong decision. I forgot everything. Sin and all that is blinding and misleading.

Ah, I showed off a wry smile as I looked at Bianca's face. The village woman is still a holy grail. Very presumptuous to have dared to catch up, ah, damn it. It can ruin your reputation. He will really trouble me again. 'Huff, you fucking carrier girl!' I cursed in my heart.

I approached Bianca, then brought her closer to the face until our eyes clashed against the bulkhead, her breath hitting my face. As soon as his hand reached my neck in a sitting position on the sofa, the situation now changed by several degrees. Even without the makeup polish Bianca's face remains beautiful, although beautiful it hides a morning sunbathe that refuses to show a tinge. Suppose the face is in the treatment polish, of course he will be much more beautiful and seductive, especially when worn fashionable clothes, certainly ouhai. Bianca's hands are getting tight to embrace up to this face without a bulkhead kissing her back. The faith of which man is not challenged.

This reflex of both hands holds both hips. Still good to cuddle up like yesterday. I held her tight, and Bianca did the same.

"Replace ...." This chest rippled, ah, damn it still seems Bianca is able to melt this heart.

However, this self is as strong as possible to brush off the taste. A few minutes later I tried to distance myself.

"Sorry, Bi." I retreated in the position of raising both hands up.

"I'm sorry. I beg. Please don't leave me alone" he said softly as he pulled this hand to get back to him.

I hugged her, then stroked her long, black hair. Bianca clasped this hand tightly and placed it between her hips.

I followed his wishes, this instinct understood what he wanted. Obviously, he wants to do what he has not had for a long time. Bianca's hand felt this jaw. The row of fine feathers he always played with, his hands began to cunning. I let him do what he wanted.

"Bi ...." I whispered while I was holding his hand.

"Replace ...." Our eyes meet when our lips touch each other. His breath began to go up and down as I began to get hooked. I pushed Bianca to the couch. Then slowly lay his body up there. Ah, this chest is rumbling. Bianca's stomach is already swollen, right. Again this hand is palpated to be sure. Well, it's true that he's two-bodied. The heat instantly froze. Like in the snow, the heat that had boiled the blood was now a chilly chunk of ice.

Soon I took Bianca's body away from me. I don't want to get caught up in an old love life that will only make me torment myself, like I used to.

"Bum--" Bianca tried to grab this arm.

"I'm sorry, Bi. I can't do that to you anymore."

"I'm your wife, Bum."

"Bi ...."

"Bum, this is your son." Bianca's voice is rising.

I took a few more steps back near the door, then caught my breath. Not heart if you return to doing the rate.

"Sorry, Bi. I can't, I can't live with you anymore. Take care of my son, take care of the fruits of our love. You are not alone I will come with you when the birth tangal arrives, go home. Please," I said with a heavy heart. Honestly, it's hard for this tongue to tell the truth, but that's my heart.

"Bum, but---" Bianca grabbed my fingers. But soon I hurled violently, leaving him flabbergasted.

Maybe Bianca thought, by claiming to be pregnant makes me feel sorry, the worse she wants me to go back to her. Ah, not my level anymore female model like him.

"Already, Bi. Don't make me more angry, then be rude!"

"Can't you see how I am, Bum?"

"I can see! You know, I have eyes, Bi. What the hell, you!" I paced in the room. While Bianca sat back down, maybe she was tired of standing up, I don't know. I don't give a shit.

"One more time, I'm sorry, to-long---" Bianca sobbed. Ah, from that moment just crying! The more there is no compassion for him.

"Oh, I'm no longer Earth Respati from the land of Pasundan, Bi. You see, right? Looky!" I approached Bianca and stomped her shoulders together, so that her eyes could see. Then, awake. This Sundanese man in front of him was not the village man he knew back then. It's not her husband.

Bianca dissolves in grief, no more words spoken from her mouth. Tears fell so hard that they soaked both fingers.

I walked towards the table, took a tissue and gently rubbed his cheeks while bending over. Then I knelt down in front of him. I lay this head on her lap, Bianca stroked this hair. For a moment to soften and tell stories. There was the sound of a fetal beating inside there, behind a simple dress. Makes me feel sorry to linger.

After that I stood up and turned back, then held Bianca's jaw, so she could look into my eyeball. So that he could find the answer to his request.

"Sickness, Bum ...." Bianca groaned, apparently this grip made her feel sick. I stretched a little, but still remained in the original position.

"Bi, I'm sorry. Go home, remember my promise! Go to the lobby and the car will pick you up."

Without hearing the answer. After that I reached into my pants pocket and called someone.

In just a few minutes, the sound of knocking on the door. I've been waiting for his arrival.

"Sir Earth Respati?"

"Yes, come in!" I gave space for the two big tall men to enter.

"I'm sorry, Mom. You've made a noise, please cooperative Or---" Both intimidate Bianca who's still sitting on the couch.

Bianca cried as security picked her up to come out immediately. His roar was not revealed by the security guard. Even the two of them blocked his arm tightly out forcibly, until it finally vanished from the sight of these eyes.

I don't care about him, I explained to him when I laid my head on his lap. I just need to be appreciated, that's all. Never reveal the dark times that are hard-earned to leave.

I said honestly, that I now want to find another companion and end my loneliness with a woman who is able and willing to accept and guide me to be a better person. That's it, not grandiose. Bianca promised to give me what I asked, she wanted to treat the mistake and treat this heart wound. But no, this mind says no.