The pura AMNESIA

THE WOUNDED HEART

BLUE POV

Between us, me and Rama, no one wants to give up. We continued to fight until we were surprised by Cal's appearance. I hold the fist that is in front of Rama's face. Maybe only 5 cm more will hit his face which is currently battered.

"What the hell are you guys.!" Pekik Cal saw the condition of both of us. He covered his mouth with his hands so unreliable. Not to mention the condition of the kitchen that is spoiled poranda. Tipping chairs, broken glasses, and some items on the table that have moved to the floor.

"You think it's a boxing ring huh!" He looked at me and Rama one by one.

"Oh my god Rama." Cal said as he looked at Rama. Whether I was too flabby, or because Rama's skin was too white, the bruise on his face was so clear. Plus a little blood coming out of the corner of his lips and nose, it looks so awful. It looks like a thief in time.

Cal rearranged the chair that had collapsed because of us.

"Let me take care of your wounds." Cal said as he pulled Rama's arm and brought him to a chair.

I smiled bitterly. Why should Rama, why not the one he drew and treated? Is Rama more important than me? Yes, I should have been aware since Rama's presence. As Gani said, I am nothing compared to Rama. Far, very far away.

I immediately left the kitchen to the room. I might hold back when Rama hits me, but I can't stand the scene of Cal treating Rama.

I mutated my face in front of the closet mirror in the room. My condition is not as bad as Rama's, but still, I was hurt too, I got hit too. I touched the part of the face that was painful due to Rama's punch. Removing the blood coming out of the corner of the lip. Yes, but not like my heart right now. This wound is nothing compared to the wound of my heart.

Why am I not Cal, why am I not the one you treat, why should Rama? The question kept on troubling my mind. I should have known the answer. Yes, Rama is more important than me who is not who.

"You must be ready, Ru, ready to be left by Cal."

I remembered Gani's words. Is the time coming? Will Cal go with me and come with Rama?

"Cal's world is so different from yours? Are you sure he'll hold it?"

I realize who is not and has nothing. But I have love, I have loyalty, I will also struggle to make money to divide Cal, is that not enough? Why else would the material destroy my feelings. Do I have to go back to being heartbroken over matter? Will I go back to swallowing the bitter pill a second time? It used to be Safa, and now Cal.

"You're pathetic Blue. It's so sad." I stared at my reflection in the mirror while monologuing. My hands clenched the quality, a moment later.

PYAAARRR

I put my fist on the innocent mirror in front of me.

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CALLISTA POV

I compressed the bruises on Rama's face with ice water. Inexhaustible with the two of them, no matter what in question, can usually fight in this narrow kitchen. Glass until broken, chairs and other items scattered. And the end of it, I must have sorted it all out, sucks.

"Slow Cal." Rama complained while grimacing to endure the pain.

"Why, sick?"

"Well, you know a lot." Reply sebal.

"You too, already know that fighting makes bonyok, makes sick, still done." My reply.

"You guys, bummer." His mouth grunted then grimaced as the corners of his broken lips spewed out blood again.

"You're sure my husband's a hothead, aren't you?" Todongku while looking at him sharply.

"Cock me anyway? your husband. We already know from orok, yes you are more like a man who just met?"

I sighed and then put the towel containing ice cubes into the basin.

"That's because your man of choice is always not right Cal. Especially this, the Blue. What the hell did you see of him? He's who he is and has nothing, you're not Cal's equal."

I smiled bitterly at her words. You know what he's about equality? Don't those pairs complement each other, shouldn't they be equal? Many couples are equal but fail. Because what? because the same is selfish, the same feels the greatest true paing.

"Are you sure you can survive by living just like a gini? I know you, Cal. Your lifestyle is hedon, it is impossible to adapt to a state of deprivation like this."

"I have a lot of money, only it's still in someone else's hands. I will never lack." My sangkal.

"Yes bentul, but him? Is your husband just gonna hang around and live with you?"

I'm creeping my skirt. It doesn't feel like Blue is being denigrated like that.

"You're too quick to judge Blue. He's not that kind of person. He's just out of luck. And I'm sure one day he'll be a successful man."

"Dreams!" Pekik. "A slacker like him can be successful."

I can't take it anymore. Rama has been too much to insult my husband.

"He's my husband Ram. Not only did he save me, but he also kept me a fan treating me so well all this time. He's a responsible man, not as lazy as you say." Nyesel I have treated him and neglected my husband. Kirain can ngobatin while nesehatin him so as not to find out because of the same Blue. Fortunately, he regained consciousness and returned to the city. Eh.tau tunya even make a sprain.

PYARRR

The sound of broken things shocked me and Rama. A blue? Instantly my mind was on him. I hope nothing happens to my husband. I got up and ran towards the room.

Oh my God

My eyes looked up at what was happening in the room. A large mirror broke and scattered on the floor around where Blue stood. Even more astonishing, fresh blood appeared to pour from the back of Blue's hand. When the netra we met, he immediately lowered his head and walked towards the door. He just passed me without a word. But I didn't stay still, I immediately grabbed his arm.

"Wait, let me treat your wounds."

"Necessary, just a small wound. You take care of Rama." He said while removing his arm from my check. He didn't look at me at all.

Looks like Blue is angry because I prefer to treat Rama. It's nothing, I saw Rama was worse. Because I couldn't bear it, I decided to treat it first. My intention, Rama's done, I changed to treat Blue.

"Where are you going?" I followed her steps to the front of the kitchen door.

"You'll come out for a minute." The answer again without seeing me.

"I'm coming along."

"Just for a minute, you're home."

Given the mess in the kitchen and the room, I should be at home to clean up all that. I was still standing on the doorstep staring at Blue's back that was getting further and further away.

"Where is he going?" Ask Rama who knows when he has stood behind me.

Because I'm still upset, I didn't answer the question.

"Look at his behavior, angry angry to destroy the mirror. A rude man like him doesn't deserve you."

"Stop vilifying Blue Ram." My peek. "For a long time I was hot hearing you endlessly cornered Blue. Now I'm more convinced, Blue to fight with you must be because of your outrageous remarks." I growled as I walked past him and picked up the broom. I immediately cleaned the glass shards in the kitchen and switched to cleaning the room.

"I still can't believe you're going to do something like this for the sake of that man." Rama said while looking at me who was sweeping the glass shards in the room.

"Now do you trust?" I answered without seeing it. If only I could not remember if he had always cared for me, I would have wanted to send him back to the city.