TRAPPED IN FORBIDDEN DESIRES

11. Snatch

"Don't trust men too much 100%. Because a woman alone can betray, especially men today is very strange," said Dios who absolutely do not I understand the direction of the conversation.

Not not not understand. But I felt like there was a hidden word behind his words. But I don't know what it is.

"Self do you believe my sister's wife is 100%?" my many.

"Earlier. But in the end I realized, I shouldn't have thought so. Because when we trust someone fully, when let down will be very painful,"

I went back to digesting his words. One thing I understand about this guy. He loves to play with words. He told people to guess all of his words, but only he knew the answer.

"Is your husband very kind to you?" ask Dios.

"Very. Even I was treated like a queen in my house." I answered with pride.

Again, she showed a mysterious smile. Honestly, I don't like to see that strange smile.

"Have you guys ever had a fight? has he ever hit you?" ask again.

"Since our courtship until marriage, we never fought. He never hit me, instead he was so romantic with me." Again I boast of my husband, yet he replies with that mysterious smile again.

"Plain,"

That one-word comment doesn't know who he's referring to. For me, or for my husband. But I also feel, me and Delano are innocent people so we never had a fight.

"That day I saw my brother fighting in the courtyard. When there is a sister's wife, it is also often heard that items are deliberately broken. What's actually going on? sorry if my question is inappropriate" I asked.

"That's not worth it." The answer.

He was a man of secret. I no longer ask him about that sensitive matter. Since I felt that the conversation material was no longer there, I decided to go home.

When dinner came, I heard someone knocking on my door. I peeked out of the window curtain before finally opening the door after making sure everything was safe.

Kriekkkk

"What's up, brother?" my many.

"I heard when your husband brought you some food. Don't you like cheese martabak? I just wanted to give you this, that time you said you wanted to taste my salary, didn't you?"

"Eh? I-I'm just kidding, brother." I answered with a red face.

"It's okay. Consider this my alms," said Dios.

"I accept it, brother? thank you very much," I said as I grabbed the martabak platik that he brought for me.

"Eat! brother go home first,"

"Emm." I nodded while smiling at him.

Turns out he's good too. Maybe a cold attitude in the beginning, because we do not know each other personally. I smell the legit aroma of the cheese martabak I hold. I closed the door, and immediately went to the kitchen to make tea. I want to eat a cheese martabak with a cup of tea.

*****

The next day I went to the traditional market. I want to buy my kitchen needs that are no longer in the refrigerator. But unfortunate when just down from the taxi driver, I snatched someone from behind and his task was digondolnya.

I had time to chase him, until I fell into the asphalt road. But as I was sobbing, someone reached out to help me.

"Sister?" I wiped my tears and got up from the asphalt road holding Dios's hand.

"You're hurt. Better let me just take you home," said Brother Dios.

"I saw in the front there was already a lot of groceries brother Dios. Turns out that guy went to the market earlier than I did.

"Sister not working?" my many.

"No. For the day I just drove my boss out of town. When he gets home, I'll be his driver again."

"Is there a P3K box in your house?" dios asked when we arrived at the house.

"Nothing." Answer's short.

"Wait on the terrace. I'll take the medicine at my house," he said.

"Emm." I just nodded my head.

I watched my arms and legs with cuts and bruises. I decided to go inside to pick up some ice cubes to compress my wounds.

But I was very surprised, when suddenly behind me there was Dios who supported my body, when I almost fell because of my legs which seemed to also be sprained.

My eyes had collided with him, which made my heart so thumping.

"Ehem,"

I neutralized my nervousness by pounding hard enough. Dios let go of the hand on my body and helped me walk towards the living room. I glanced at my door, grateful that it was open. That means this man beside me has absolutely no ill intentions towards me.

"sorry. My sister came in right away. Fear of anything happening to you" said Dios.

"Thank you brother." My answer.

"I cleaned your wound, huh?"

"Eh? just let me alone, brother. When I'm done, I'll return the P3K box, okay?"

Thankful that she understood my concern. I subtly threw him out. I just felt it was inappropriate to put a foreign man into my house, while my husband was not home.

"Sister go home first. If there's anything just scream," he said.

"Emm." I'm nodding.

"Oh yeah. Do you still have money? or has your money taken everything?" ask Dios.

"There is still a brother grateful I brought enough money. My phone forgot to bring. So it's safe, "I said.

"Sister's wife hasn't come home yet?" my many.

I saw him shake. I want to ask again. But I knew he would never open the disgrace of his own household, though he also knew I often watched their quarrels.

But suddenly he asked a question that made me confused to answer.

"Carens. If only one day your husband would betray you. What are you gonna do?" ask Dios.

"I'll dump him. Like he dumped me by choosing another woman." My answer.

"Even though you love her so much?

"Yes." Yeah." Reply firmly.

"How about replying the same way?"

"Unthinkable to me. All I thought about was throwing it away. Because to me the men in this world are so many. I can find another man, after divorcing him." My answer.

Dios seemed silent. When I open my mouth I want to ask her again.

"He betrayed me. But not in your way, I prefer to forgive. Or even reply to it similarly,"

This time I was silent. I was confused what to comment. It's just that I didn't expect. A man as handsome and stout as he is, can act as if he lacks women on this earth.

I know why she was crying at the time. Now I just know the main problem he's facing. I really feel very sorry for him.