
Kirana and Raka have now been in the car on the way back to the villa. While driving, Raka occasionally glanced at his wife sitting beside him.
Kirana herself threw herself a look out the window. Not out of anger, but he was exorcising shame.
How not to be ashamed? They just had a brief romance in a quiet corner of the hospital. Fortunately, they did not get caught by others.
Not wanting to see the wife looking away, Raka tilted, landing a kiss on the cheek, which made Kirana turn her attention.
"Raka, focus on driving!" tell Kirana in a annoyed tone.
Raka ignored Kirana's orders. Even the kiss of Raka moved to the earlobe, then tracing the neck while the tail of her eyes continued to glance into the streets.
"Raka, stop!"
As if deaf, Raka continued her activities.
Suddenly a shadow ran across the road. As quickly as possible Raka stepped on the brakes, which made her stagger forward.
Kirana and Raka's eyes widened. Their hearts were pounding due to the event they had just experienced.
"Kirana, I hit people" Raka said. A tone of regret and disbelief mixed in his heavy voice.
"No, what did I say too? Can't wait until the villa?" cycar Kirana's.
Kirana and Raka simultaneously unbuckle their seat belts, get out of the car to see the condition of the person they hit.
That person was a woman with thick hair that covered the face. Kirana and Raka flinched, as soon as Kirana crouched down to brush the woman's hair.
"Claras?"
Kirana turned to Raka who tightened her jaw. Raka looked around, making sure no one was looking at them.
Without saying anything, Raka pulled Kirana's arm to get back in the car. However, Kirana released her hand.
"Kirana, just let him die by the side of the road."
"But,Raka."
"Kirana, this is called karma. Let Clara feel the fruit of what she has done. Let's get in!"
"You go, I'll take Clara to the hospital" Kirana said.
Raka was fixated, staring at Kirana with a twinkle of eyes that were hard to decipher. He soon breathed.
If not for the will of the wife, Raka would not have done this.
"Okay, we're taking him to the hospital. But don't use my car!"
"Why? Wouldn't it be faster if we…
"I don't want my car touched by a demonic woman like her!" raka shouted interrupting Kirana's words.
Raka's bead eyes had emitted anger, then glanced at the body that was rolled on the paved road with a look of disdain.
While Kirana picks up her phone, calls an ambulance to immediately come to where they are.
After that, Raka and Kirana were still both silent. Then Raka took one step closer to his wife.
"Kirana, remember? This woman who killed my sister, and she also intends to harm your papa. Why are you helping her?"
Dada Raka up and down remembered the crime Clara had committed. However, the anger within her slowly faded as Kirana's hand touched the chest of her field.
"I just don't want my husband to be a murderer."
Faintly sounded the roar of siren ambulance which was getting clearer and clearer.
***
Clara blinked her eyes. His whole body was sick and limp was unable to stand.
Clara grimaced as she tried to sit down.
"He's up. Let's get out of here!" take Raka to pull Kirana's arm.
However, the woman who owned the long hair did not budge. His gaze met with Clara's gaze on the bed.
"Raka," Clara called out in a weak voice, her arms stretched out wanting to be greeted by the man who was now holding back his anger.
"Would you like to come here? Ruin my honeymoon with Kirana?"
Clara nodded in response.
"I didn't know you were going on your honeymoon here either."
Raka took a long breath. A glance at Kirana who was right beside him.
If there were no Kirana, Raka would take Clara to the hospital, and wait for her to awaken as she is today.
Meanwhile, Clara cupped both hands. He was eager to ask Raka for forgiveness for what he had done.
"Raka, I'm sorry. Please don't put me in jail! I won't interfere with your life again, as long as you're willing to drop the charges."
Raka threw away her face. "There's no apology for you."
Clara turned to Kirana. "Kirana, you're Raka's wife now. Raka will definitely fulfill all requests from you. I beg you, Kirana. I beg you to persuade Raka to forgive you."
Kirana came forward to approach Clara. However, Raka's arm blocked her steps.
"Don't come any closer, honey! She's a dirty, disgusting woman."
Tau refuted, finally Kirana spoke to Clara from where she was standing.
"I can't, Clara," Kirana said briefly.
"Kirana, I beg you. I'm your cousin's sister. You can see I'm suffering."
"I have no power, Clara. Although Raka is my husband, but he has feelings that I can't manage all I want."
Momentary silence. Clara's eyes had paused upon hearing Kirana's words. Dismissed his hope of being free.
"Avoiding problems will only make your problems heavier. You have to face it, Clara."
Clara lowered her head and hugged both of her bent knees and began to cry. He won't admit it, but Kirana's advice has a point.
He will be punished for the death of Ray, the attempted murder of Mr. Balin, the drug user, and not to mention him who tried to escape, will add weight to his sentence in the eyes of the law.
That's not how much, Clara also had to bear the punishment with herself exposed to the disease transmitted by Kevin.
Clara kept crying. Although Raka forbade, Kirana remained sitting on the bedside chair. He stared at his cousin's sister whom he had never known before.
"I'm sure you can get through all this hard time, Clara."
Clara lifted her head, wiped her wet cheeks, then turned to Kirana.
"Well, if that's what you want. I will serve my punishment. But on one condition."
Kirana raised an eyebrow waiting for Clara to continue her words.
"Take me your brother and look at me while I'm in prison."
Raka grunts. "Don't expect us to see you again! It's still a good thing you were taken to the hospital, and…"
But Raka's words were cut off by Kirana who replied, "Well. I'll do it."
"Austenance!" raka doesn't believe it.