What is my fault, sir?

Injury to the forehead

"My wife, where are you, are you still mad at me, come here I miss you so much?" rancu Tuan Al walked over and climbed the stairs to the room.

Neng who was originally peeking near the stairs immediately ran into the room and locked the door from the inside with trembling hands. The shadow of the first night he had experienced two days ago made him very frightened. Alfarizi approached the room door, held the door handle and turned it slowly, his body staggering and unable to stand up straight.

"Open Sin's door, you don't sell expensive, tok .. tok!"

Neng paced around in the room she was at a loss as to what to do. Never seen a drunk person before while living with Asep's father.

"Based on girl b*d*h, this is my room, I have a spare key, look out for you!"

Alfarizi reached into his suit pocket to take a spare key that was always prepared when going to the villa and before drinking alcohol. "Ha ha why does the hole move on its own, shut up!" Back Alfarizi confounded while trying to insert the key into the door hole.

Almost ten minutes Al entered the door lock finally entered and opened it by turning the key. "Simple!"

"Where are you ha, are you hiding from me again?"

Neng stood glued beside the door after Al managed to open the door. Saw him staggering and his mouth smelled of alcohol. When Al saw Neng standing next to the door wearing a short-sleeved dress.

"Don't I tell you, if I come change your clothes, you don't see in the closet I've prepared, you dare to refute me, ha!" Al pulled Neng's arm until he approached the closet.

Al pulled Neng's arm with all his might. Neng's forehead accidentally hit the edge of the closet to bleed fresh. Al even smiled and staggered.

"Ha ha, apparently you can bleed too, but why are you so expensive to sell me?"

Grimacing Neng rubbed the blood that began to flow on the edge of his eyebrows and his eyes with his hands. Al again approached Neng and pulled the shirt he was wearing.

"Quick change your clothes, you look ugly in that shirt, I don't like it!"

Almost two days Neng was in the room never open the closet, because usually Aunt Minah who prepared her clothes. Even to open the closet only Neng reluctant, if Aunt Minah does not prepare her clothes. Neng chose to use the clothes he had previously worn.

"Didn't you listen to me, change your clothes!"

Slowly Neng opened up here, with tears in his eyes and blood still running down his forehead. Neng took the origin of the lingerie clothes that lined up and hung neatly. Not yet had time to wear a gingera shirt, just opened his T-shirt Neng directly in the pull and hugged tightly.

"Your movement is so slow, you don't have to wear it, remember you're just mine!"

Tonight Neng had to fulfill her duty as a wife. Al also never knew how his wife felt, because every time he came to the villa he was always drunk. He could not tell the difference between his legal wife or his wife, who he knew simply did not want to lose.

Neng could only guess that something was wrong with his household so Al always confused in a drunken state. Always assume she is a woman who is often called Sinta.

"You're only mine, no one can have you, remember that!"

Even that night not once. Al was always opium to his newly married wife, until the morning before Al could fall asleep after the influence of alcohol began to decrease. The pain was immeasurably felt by Neng in the morning, even Neng could not sleep almost overnight, Neng finally fell asleep after Al slept in his dream.

At seven in the morning Al woke up with a dizzy head and felt west, Al immediately entered the bathroom and soaked for almost an hour. Get out of the bathroom with wet, dripping hair, just wrapped a towel around her waist. Casually put on clothes without noticing Neng who was on the bed.

Neng simply glanced behind the blanket, noticing Al's every move. Starting from wearing underwear, shirts, trousers to suits. Neng could only hope that he would get out of the room as soon as possible and not have to do his duty as a wife.

Unfortunately, what Neng expected was not done. Al sat on the long sofa that was on the corner side of the room, opened the leptop and concentrated on staring at the screen seriously. Neng did not dare to move even a little while still sleeping on her side hugging her knees, and eventually fell asleep.

Nearly an hour later, Al sat down and concentrated in front of his leptop, after which he closed the leptop and put it in his briefcase. Walk over and check on Neng who was fast asleep. Alfarizi exited the room after putting on his shoes and picking up his briefcase.

Breakfast at the dining table that has been prepared by Aunt Minah, while occasionally asking about Neng's activities as long as Alfarizi does not come to the villa. "What did Neng do as long as I didn't come, Auntie?"

"Miss almost never goes out of her room, never talks if not asked, does not want to eat if not forced."

"Did he ask about me?"

"That's it, sir; but since I couldn't answer him, he didn't ask again."

"Didn't he search through his cell phone?"

"No sir, Miss mobile phone flashlight model and old school like mine, can only make a phone and SMS only."

Al just frowned just hearing the answer from Aunt Minah, immediately left the villa after finishing breakfast without any message either to Aunt Minah or security guard at the gate of the villa. Until one o'clock in the afternoon Neng just opened his eyes after being awakened by Aunt Minah. Cleansed his body quickly because his injured forehead hurt when exposed to water.

"Why until your forehead is swollen like this, quickly put on her shirt, I take the medicine box for a moment!"

"No, Auntie, it doesn't hurt, it just hurts."

"Have you seen it, it's ripped about three centi, Neng?"

After Bibi exited the room, Neng hurried to put on a shirt and reflected on the dresser There was a torn wound on her forehead and swelling, back Neng shed tears. After being treated and bandaged by Aunt Minah, Neng ate voraciously without asking Aunt Minah anything. Only Bibi Minah told me about her activities around the villa so that Neng was entertained and not moody and sad.

Junaidi Said security who is often called Aunt Minah Aa Jun. Twenty-year-old working in a new three-month-old villa.

"Excuse me Miss, this was taken from Mr. Al before leaving this morning," said Aa Jun giving a neatly covered white envelope.

"Is this Aa Jun?" ask Aunt Minah.

"I don't know Auntie, it's for Miss."