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Wounds For The Many Times

“Hai, Di, Dena,” greet Yudha as soon as she comes out of the middle along with Vita. “It's been a long time? Sorry a little long, I just picked up the phone in the back.”

“Yes it's okay Jud. We also just sat down,” replied Jodi. The couple smiled. The man first got up to lend a hand, followed by his wife who also did the same.

“New bride out of nowhere,” such greeting escaped from the lips of Yudha so provoked Jodi to say the same thing.

“You're the same, newlyweds. We got married on the same day, didn't we?”

Yudha forced herself to smile because she did not know what to say. He realized that he was trapped in his own words.

“Mas Yudha, I go back first, want to take a drink,” said Vita pleaded with herself. Somehow he felt it was inappropriate to join those who were clearly of a different caste to him. Maybe even in terms of chat will not connect. Sometimes thinking about this makes him shrink and inferior. This is nothing compared to the rest of the Yudha family, who may be more elegant than they are.

“Yes, thank you Vita,” Yudha replied nodding before Jodi finally interrupted.

“Don't bother Ma'am. Just like it was.”

Vita just smiled, then headed back. He boiled the water and prepared everything necessary to make the tea. Five minutes later, Vita returned with a tray and some snacks. However by the time he was about to head to the living room, his steps came to a halt as he had his ears listening to something.

“Sorry before I came suddenly without giving you any news first. But my purpose here is none other than to convey this to you, which is about ... Rahma.”

“We can talk about this another time,” replied Yudha.

“No. You should know now Yudha. Rahma repeatedly asked you on the phone. She's so worried about you, why don't you call her?”

Their voices are sounding soft. But still clearly heard in Vita's ears because the living room and living room did not stand a single barrier or barrier.

“I often hear Rahma cry, you are like this,” continued Jodi again.

Yudha interrupted as soon as Jodi stopped. “Let that be my business, Di. You don't know anything.”

“Or are you really going to continue this marriage? What about Rahma, Yud?”

“Quiet, I thought about it.”

“You must not be like Yudha. Do you not remember before? Almost every day you always send a letter to the princess dorm and meet her secretly just for the sake of letting go of longing. I know how hard it is for you to fight for your beloved woman. Even you are willing to compete until you fight with your other friends even though you have to end up getting punished. Who is this for Jud? For who? Now, when all that hope is near, you ignore it. What kind of a man are you?”

“Dena, tell your husband to shut up,” said Yudha was already uncomfortable discussing such matters.

The debate that ensued created tension. They had even forgotten something; how would Vita feel if listening to this talk?

“Mas!” one word came out of Dena's lips as a warning to her husband.

“He should be reminded. Otherwise, he could go the wrong way,” said Jodi did not want to be stopped. “Or don't-don't, you prefer the same younger leaves?”

“Not your business, Di. Silence please. You speak the wrong place. What if he hears it? You can hurt him.”

It didn't take long for Jodi to understand who ‘dia’ Yudha was referring to. So he answered somewhat annoyed. “Alah, know what you are about to hurt. Then what about Rahma you hurt, ha?”

“Mas Jodi enough!” Dena again called for her husband to be silent. But the man was apparently still not satisfied to continue to bring up Yudha's past clearly.

Feeling sad, Vita undoes his intention to serve tea there. The girl preferred to busied herself in the back without caring about the tea anymore.

A few tens of minutes passed. Jodi and his wife completed this meeting. They say goodbye to going home.

“Udah afternoon, Mas Yud. There are still places that we must visit,” said Dena gave an excuse.

“Alright if you want to go now. Be careful on the road,” Yudha responded. But the man only realized that on the table there was not a single glass. “Yes God, you guys haven't been made to drink apparently. Hold on, I'll call Vita.”

“No need, it's okay,” said Dena replied. “We are also not too thirsty kok.”

Jodi stood up and passed his wife out. “Already, Yud. Don't call, maybe he's busy. Anyway I'm in a hurry.”

“Ya already.”

If he is ashamed, he can at least call himself so that he can deliver him, Yudha thought. Suddenly, Yudha's feelings became unpleasant. Or he heard all the talk they had that led to ... “Vita!”

Gegas Yudha called out and searched the entire room. He panicked because Vita was not in the room he was looking for. But now his smile carved while his steps led to the kitchen. Yudha found the girl there, squeezing the coconut milk.

“If you are here, why call it silence?” ask Yudha.

“I'm busy,” the answer is short. Vita was seen deliberately showing her busyness when she found out her husband was approaching.

Yudha knew the woman was so angry at the call of her heartless friend. But what can he do. There was no way he would silence Jodi's mouth because it could even cause a fight.

“Vita. You angry?”

“No, what am I mad at you for.”

Yudha understood his wife's attitude of deliberately avoiding his gaze, not as usual.

Yudha's pale face observed every move of his wife who was busy squeezing coconut milk. He did not know how to behave or rebuke Vita in such circumstances. He felt so guilty and so tormented to see Vita ignore him.

‘How many mistakes have I made with you?’

Suddenly Yudha approached Vita and caught one of her hands covered in coconut milk pulp. “Sorry Vita .. sorry. You can hit me or punish me in any way, just don't ignore me like this.” The man said as he kissed his wife's hand.

Vita just shut up. He let Yudha do what she wanted. He simply held back so that his feelings did not explode. I am tired of facing this reality of life.

After some time Vita let Yudha behave as she pleased, Vita tried to release her hand from her husband's grasp.

“My work is not done yet,” said Vita who finally made Yudha quit the silly actions she was doing.

But looking at Yudha's cheeks covered with coconut milk pulp made Vita want to laugh. Instantly his anger and arrogance just vanished.

Yudha looked at the face of his wife who was holding back a laugh. “You laugh at me?” tanyanya astonishment.

Vita smiled until she showed dimples and her teeth were pure white. “No.”

“Do not lie. You're suspicious.”

Vita showed me her hand. “Mas Yudha see what I'm doing now?”

“Memeras coconut milk.”

“Yes, that's why your face is full of coconut pulp,” said Vita clarified.

Yudha fumbled her own face which she did not realize was a lot of coconut milk stuck there.

“Oh yes I just remembered, I kissed your hand, yes.”

That's when the two were laughing at the same time. The atmosphere that had been frozen was now back to melting.

One day passed with great joy. Not wanting to miss the sweetness of blending love, they also repeat the same thing as last night. Still shrouded in curiosity, they also try new things they never did before.

Vita, a woman who really does not want to be pitted by her husband—trying to be the best wife. Give whatever Yudha needs as much and as she can. In order for one day, the man changed his mind and only had himself without any other woman entering into their marriage. For God's sake, Vita believed she would not be able to live in the confines of that one suffering!

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To be continued.

Thanks to all three of these guys. Peyuk.😘