Thorn In Bridal Bed
Tamara and Demian
"Mas, why come here, and don't you just go home?" tamara asked as Demian came and just hugged the sitting woman.
"I'll go home if I'm with you, honey," Demian replied, kissing the head of his wife.
Tamara looked up because it happened that the position of the woman was currently sitting on a chair and Demian was right standing behind her. "Mas, Mama told Mas to go home. And at this time I feel afraid, if mama will be angry with Mas, because Mas did not come home considering this afternoon Mas had to go to pu–"
"Sstt, honey," cut Demian off quickly while covering his wife's mouth using his index finger. "Come, we just run away from here, because I really don't want to marry Liana. Do you agree we're going far away from here? And we'll live happily without anyone but us."
"An idea I shouldn't have told me" Tamara said, looking back at her laptop screen. "Please dispose of Mas's intention far away, because I will never agree, because Mas must still be responsible for what has happened," continued Tamara who continues to remind about the husband who must be responsible.
"Do you love me no more?" That one question just popped out of Demian's mouth. Because the man felt that Tamara's love and affection for him had begun to diminish, therefore, he ventured to ask the woman's heart problems now. "Honey, please answer me honestly," Demian said softly.
"If I don't love Mas Demian, then I won't be able to be matched with Liana, where that girl is my own half-sister. And I hope that Mas understands what I'm saying" replied Tamara who again had to endure the tightness in her chest. "Here Mas, do not discuss it again, because I myself who even feel that Mas does not love me at all, so Mas with the heart even ...." The woman could no longer continue her sentence.
"Ara, honey, that night I really didn't know it wasn't ka–"
"Mas enough, stop discussing things that can make my heart hurt again" said Tamara who instead cut off the sentence of the husband. "Now we better go home." Tamara is heard even taking Demian home. "Let's go, let's go home" the woman once again.
Demian looked to frown his forehead. "Is your job done?"
"Not yet, but let it go tomorrow morning I'll continue. Of Mas who will get angry because of not being to the boutique," said Tamara who released Demian's embrace. "Now Mas, don't even be quiet," said Tamara who was seen standing from her seat.
Tamara who heard that could only be silent, because she did not know anymore to explain it as much as the man.
"I'm sorry, it's just that I'm the one who's feeling really hurt, but I'm trying to keep covering up all those wounds. Because it is true what the poets say, that if we love someone wholeheartedly then, we must also be prepared to be hurt. Because love and hurt can never be separated" bantin Tamara.
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Upon arriving at home, Demian and Tamara could see two cars were neatly scattered in the home page of the husband and wife.
"Mama Renata and Kinanti's mother" Tamara muttered softly as she removed her seatbelt.
While Demian who felt that Renata and Kinanti would definitely invite him to go to the pistil instead chose to stay still in the car. And the man also knew that in his house there was Liana. The woman who did not want the man to see her face.
"Mas, let's go down, because it looks like inside there is Kinanti's mother and Renata's mother" said Tamara, who had started opening the car door.
Demian spontaneously shook his head. "I have to go back to the office, honey, because it looks like tonight I'm going to be overtime. Because Fara just sent a short message asking me to come back to the office," Demian replied that he was lying. "You go in, honey, and tell Mama that your husband's overtime tonight and I might be home late."
Tamara looked at Demian. "Mas isn't lying to me, is he, right?"
"No dear, because tonight I have to do something that I have to bring to the meeting tomorrow morning. And if you don't believe me, you can contact Fara to find out the truth." Demian is then seen handing over his phone to his wife.
