The Sanctity of Tarnished Love

It's a dark day for Sella

"What's up, Om?" ask Sella while sitting next to Mr. Jhon.

"Look! she's young, and beautiful. Can't you just add a little, Mik?" asked Mr. Jhon while looking at Mike, he ignored Sella's question.

"Om, what does this mean, Om?" shout Sella. He was aware of the situation that was happening. Jhon Victory would sell it to the burly man now sitting in front of him.

"Don't be surprised, it's the best for us." Answer Mr. Jhon with ease.

"I'm your wife, and you want to sell me. Is that what you think is best?" snapped Sella.

"Don't be Sella's hypocrite, this marriage of ours was by mistake. There is no love between us, so why not take the middle ground. You're lucky, and I'm lucky too." Said Mr. Jhon.

"But Om..."

"Look good, Mike is a rich man, he can live you properly. And I, I'm gonna ask for a little money in exchange, to get my life together." Mr. Jhon's voice cuts off Sella's conversation.

"You're crazy Om, you're out of your mind. I don't want to, don't force me Om, I don't want to!" shout Sella.

"Why? Being my wife, you also get into bed, when I know you don't love me, and I can't give you anything in return. If you go up to her bed, you'll get the treasure. Your life will be much better" replied Mr. Jhon still in his casual tone.

"You're crazy, you're really crazy!" sella shouted as she got up from her seat, and stepped quickly towards the door. His mind was only one, run away from this place.

But not yet had Sella reach the door handle, suddenly his hand was blocked by Mike. Sella is not struggling, she can not fight the burly body that is holding her.

"Where are you going to run, sweetie, hemm? I've paid you a great price, you have to satisfy me tonight, and the nights that follow" Mike said with a laugh.

"It's not Sella's choice, it's a decision. From now on we live alone, you begin to serve him well. And me, I'll connect my life somewhere else. Thank you for the wonderful memories you gave me. Mike, be careful he's a little wild" Mr. Jhon said as he stepped out, leaving behind Sella and Mike. His hand seemed to be clutching a wad of money of hundreds of thousands. Sella was really angry.

"Take me off, let me go!" sella shouted while struggling, trying to release Mike's embrace.

"Good company with me, I'll treat you gently later" Mike replied, forcing Sella to follow in his footsteps. He took Sella into the room.

***

The hour hand shows exactly at 12:00 p.m. Sella sobbed on her bedroom bed. Occasionally staring in disgust at the figure of Mike who slept next to him.

It wasn't this kind of life that Sella wanted, but why would circumstances trap her in such a bitter situation. Although he did not love Mr. Jhon at all, but his heart was very sick, after knowing that the man sold him. That's how he is?

"What's my fault, why did my life end this way.

What's wrong if I used to love Ken, and try to get his love. Then why, fate gave me such a bad path. Mama, Papa, I feel disgusted with myself, help me Mama, Papa." Sella said on the sidelines of her stuffing.

Tears of divorce continued to wet his cheeks, as if he had no intention of continuing his life. When Sella was feeling very desperate, suddenly her eyes looked at Mike's trousers. A glimmer of hope, back nesting in Sella's heart. There were a lot of plans he had in his brain.

Slowly Sella got off the bed, she picked up her clothes, and wrapped them in her body. Then he took Mike's pants, and looked for something in his pocket.

"He's a rich man, he's got a lot of money." Sella said in her heart.

Sure enough, Sella managed to find several pieces of money hundreds of thousands in her wallet. There are also several credit cards, and Sella also took them.

"With this money, I can go back to Surabaya. I'll go back to Mama and Papa, whether they're broke or not, but at least I'm living with my family" Sella murmured as she put all the money, and a credit card into her little bag.

Then Sella took a slow step, and left Mike.

Almost an hour away, but Sella is still in the village area, I don't know how many hours she can reach the city.

Sella continued walking, down the pebbled streets that sometimes uphill, and also downhill. It ignores the sound of crickets constantly screeching, accompanying each step. The rice fields, rivers, empty land, large trees, even graves, did not stop Sella's steps. He does not care even though there will be ghosts who will pursue him, the important thing is that he can go home to his hometown. Because Jhon and Mike, it's a lot more creepy, than a ghost.

***

The dawn had already fallen on the eastern horizon. Some people started passing by at Pasar Minggu Terminal, Jakarta. Seeing several buses that are ready to operate, Sella began to move from her seat, she will take the bus the morning.

About an hour ago, he arrived at this terminal, both of his legs feeling sore and tired. But Sella did not care, she had to arrive in Surabaya immediately, and meet with her parents.

Not long after, Sella was already sitting on the bench, on the bus. He breathed a sigh of relief as the bus began to drive away from the terminal.

"I will leave this city, leaving behind the memories of the curse that ruined my future. Mama, Papa, I'll be right back, hopefully we can live happily together." Sella's mind while sighing deeply.

"Ken, I haven't forgotten you. I will arrive in Surabaya soon, I will make calculations with you. I don't care if I end up dead or in jail, the important thing is that I have my revenge. You and Dusk, were the first to lead me into ruin. You just look at Ken, how I made your woman suffer." Sella's inner self while smiling cunningly.

"I've been ruined, so I don't care what you're gonna do to me. But you, right now you and Dusk are happy, you will suffer greatly, if I take away that happiness." Sella said in her heart.

***

The solar rays dimmed further, the black mega-mega rolled up, covering the expanse of blue sky. As the wind blew, the longer it was getting stronger, it seemed like a few minutes more heavy rain would rain down on the city. Sella folded her arms around her chest, tightening the jacket that wrapped her body. He was in a taxi that took him home. Sella took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly. After going through a complicated journey, he finally arrived in the city of Surabaya, and in a few moments he will meet his parents.

From behind the windshield, Sella stared out. Drizzling began to fall along with the lightning light that seemed to split the sky. It was a very dark atmosphere, as dark as the path of Sella's life.

Taxi kept going, crashing the rain that fell more and more. Sella curled up even more, against the cold that seemed to pierce her bones.

About an hour away, the taxi stopped in front of the two-story mansion. Sella squinted her eyes, observing the majestic building standing firmly before her. Nothing has changed, still the same as back then, when he had not gone to Jakarta City.

"May Mama and Papa still live here." Sella's heart in her heart.

"Sir, wait a minute! I'll check first, the guy still lives here or not" Sella said, grabbing an umbrella under her feet.

"Yes, Miss." Answer the driver.

Sella got down from the taxi, and then she stepped near the gate of her house. Where was the security guard, he thought at the time.

Sella rang the bell that was there, hoping that what appeared was her parents.

Sella waited long enough, but there was no sign of anyone coming out of the house. Where'd they?

Sella's heart began to worry, could it be that her parents had already moved?

Without a second thought, Sella rang the bell again, then a third time, until the fifth time, but no one opened the door.

Sella's eyelids began to heat up, her eyes increasingly blurred, because the clear circles had inundated her eyeballs.

With her heart sliced in pain, Sella began to step on her legs. He walked to the taxi he was riding.

"Where should I go, where are Mama and Papa? Why does my life have to be this hard?" sella muttered while biting her lips.

His tears began to drip, as the rain that kept falling soaked the earth.

Seriate....