The Woman of My Past

The Woman of My Past
Episode 4 The turmoil



Suddenly, Bram's smartphone rang and Bram picked it up.


"What's the matter, baby?" His tone was so soft. The tone of voice he never spoke to me. My heart hurts so much to hear it.


"Mas Bram, how could you say dear on the phone. Your wife's still in the mas room. Just so you agreed not to communicate with that woman, why did you break her?!"


"Li...The Li...Lian... You heard?!" Ask my husband his eyes bulged in disbelief.


"Of course I heard Bram!" I shouted and snatched the Bram smartphone from his hand.


"Hi ladies don't do it! Are you that bad! Somebody's husband wants you to take it!" My snapping boomed like lightning in broad daylight.


"Plac!" Bram slapped my cheek.


"How could you slap me just because of that woman!" My screams.


"Plac!" My husband slapped my cheek again.


"Plac!" I returned my husband's slap. Leaving him in his room.


"Get out!" The door slammed until the wall shook violently.


I ran outside the house crying. That night it rained so hard on the coast of Teluk Penyu Beach, Cilacap Regency. I came out of my house which was only a few dozen meters from the lips of Turtle Bay Beach.


"Mas you'll regret doing this to me! Just look at it later!" I shouted towards the pounding of the night waves in the midst of the torrential rain while crying.


"Bram's a jerk! I'll take this heartache!" I screamed loudly between the rain and the sound of the midnight waves.


I punched the wet sand of the beach in the rain. The beach sand that knew nothing was my target.


"Sir! Buk up! Tubs!" The fist fused with the sound of rainwater and the scream of my cry that broke the silence of the night.


"Braaaaaaam brash! Tubs! Buk up! Tubs! Buk" My screams are getting out of control.


I ignored the sight of my hand bleeding fresh blood in the sand of the beach. This pain in the heart was much greater than the wound on this hand.


I kept punching the lifeless sand of the beach. Shouting among the sound of waves hitting the beach sand.


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Thirty minutes later...


I'm lunglai. My voice was lost in the waves. I lay myself on the sand of the beach. The rain was now immediately fluttering my white face full of sand. The sand was jumping around when I jumped. The sand seemed very frightened. The hot lava in my heart erupted uncontrollably.


"Yyyyyy....!" I screamed out a soul shake.


Fifteen minutes later....


I'm soaking wet. I opened my eyes. My eyes are full of sand. I threw away the sand of the beach. I tried to stabilize myself.


My breath goes up and down. My lungs are like they're about to break. Fresh blood flowed from my mouth. My husband's slap was so strong that it made my lips break out of fresh blood.


I went looking for a shelter. I saw some fishing boats left behind by their owners. I staggered towards the boat. Step gontai. My eyes are yellowing.


Kunaiki fishing boat. The rain came down like small cannons falling from the sky. The wet sand makes me fall sometimes. Tonight, I was so screwed up. I sat on a fishing boat. The storm on the shore seemed to represent madness tonight.


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