Women & Destiny (Edit-revision Process)

Game 3

Frankly, Bima did not expect there to be a morning welcome at the dinner table after the incident last night. Anin must still be hurt.

And he was stunned in surprise when he saw Anin was ready to accompany him to breakfast.

"Morning," she said in a light voice. His body felt fresh and excited. Bima went around half the table and approached his wife. Holding her shoulders and bending over kissed her cheeks.

Anin did not deny nor refuse and just let the incident pass.

Her lips were too faint to say a word or two. His body felt stiff to just move away.

Last night's events came back to Anin's mind clearly. How her husband treated her, how her husband forced his will, and how her husband begged, apologized to her.

If allowed, Anin wanted to once again cry for now. Draining the rest of the tears overnight to exhaust, and hope to forget the humiliation. But considering that today he had to go to the hospital, then he broke his heart, trying desperately to hold back his tears so as not to fall. In fact, that night, accidentally Anin, sees a message that appears on her husband's cell phone screen.

And Bima still replied to the woman's message cordially after she apologized

I don't know what else they're planning..

Anin herself was astonished. Sorry for which one, actually?? To rape her, or for her betrayal!! then what does the word apology and promise mean itself?! 

Perhaps Anin did need to reprimand her husband and woman. If it is necessary to throw them with rotten eggs, so that he understands how rotten their behavior is.

And in the indignation between the truth of which her husband was, whether the former was so sweet or the present with his infidelity and selfishness.

Anin wanted to end this relationship. This relationship that he thought was unhealthy. But what about the big family! The papers?!

Even if eventually they will be completely separated, Anin has said that she does not regret loving her husband at all.

Anin took a deep breath and exhaled quickly, hoping that doing so would reduce the pain in her heart.

***

"Eatable Quickly! where's your stomach full, if only at the pelototti." Bima said, reprimanding Anin who had just been dumbfounded in front of the breakfast made by mbok Jum.

Anin lost taste but he forced also enter a mouthful of fried rice without taste it. Of course, according to Anin. Though Mbok Jum makes fried rice is so delicious and special because the hostess last night went home and slept in one room peacefully. And that's what you think about when planning to make breakfast.

***

Anin rode her red sedan with uncertainty of direction. He wanted to get his car to his house. And don't want to meet his patients.

After taking direction and about to enter the lever, the next minute Anin decided to turn his wheel and turn around, undoing his intention to meet his mother.

Crazy thought he was, running his problem to his parents. She has already married. Whatever the problem must be solved without carrying around the parents.

And finally, here is Anin. Sitting behind his desk. Checking the progress of patients through the medical records of patients. And Anin did not find RM in Sintya's name. Been returning??

Sister Ida observed the mimic changes in her young doctor's face. Who suddenly frowned. "Why, Doc?" Ask sister Ida.

Anin raised her head and looked over. "No. It's okay, Ma'am," Anin replied kindly, then resumed his work.

And the afternoon when he visited, it turned out to be true. The patient on behalf of Sintya has returned home.

"Have come home yesterday off maghrib doc," Sister Ida reported without bothering Anin to ask her.

"Good then, so I'll be right back to the old place."

"Lho, doctor Anin didn't read the memo I put on the table?" ask Sister Ida in wonder.

"What moo?"

"Internal memo, to doctor Anin of management."

"Ahh, I may have missed it." Said Anin to smile. "What's the matter, ma'am?"

"That's, the doctor's new assignment memo. And the doctor don't get bored with me for a while." Bright sister Ida briefly accompanied a mischievous grin.

Anin rounded her eyes in disbelief and then smiled bitterly.

"Why?? The doctor doesn't like it?" there was a sad tone in Sister Ida's words. Though Sister Ida is very happy to work with doctor Anin. In addition to being smart, he is also very friendly and friendly to everyone.

"It's not like that, it's just that I need time to get busy. And in this place where I'm mad I don't use my knowledge at all." Said Anin limp.

***

That afternoon Anin passed Indra at the main door as she was about to leave the hospital. Anin wanted to pretend not to know him when Indra called his name and approached him. And it's too late to avoid it.

"Doctor, it's fast your way." Indrs said gasping.

"Sorry, what is it gonna take? I'm in a hurry."

"May I take your promise now. And it looks like there's no disturbing patient activity."

Anin was silent for a moment and oh shit!! The date promise??

"Doctor..??"

"____"

"Doctor Anin, hello..." Indra flicked her fingers in front of Anin's face. Hope to get the doctor's attention.

"Oh, yeah. Sorry I can't. Please just next time." Anin replied quickly.

"Then, what can be exchanged for a cup of cappucino in that front shop?? Because I'm sure the doctor will never keep the appointment that the doctor made himself." Indra smiled wryly. "And I also don't want to get in trouble for bringing someone's wife's date."

Anin thought for a moment. And he decided to accept Indra's offer 

What's wrong, right? Rather than having to be disturbed continuously by this one demon. Just a moment. Maybe there's something important he wants to say. "All right."

"In that case, let's please the street doctor first." Pinta Indra with joy.

***

Bima stopped his car right behind the red car he knew who the wearer was. Because he parked his sedan in a special parking lot for the doctors. Whistling following the tone of one of her songs clean Bandit, Bima rushed out of her car.

How happy his mood is today. Precisely since this morning and in the eyes of Bima his wife looks more beautiful than usual, although in a condition that - maybe - was angry with him.

And this afternoon he decided to pick up his wife and take her candle light dinner, at a Japanese restaurant that had been booked before. Surprise and hope that Anin can forgive him and his relationship with his wife again improves.

Hopefully!!

But when Bima did not find his wife in the place sought and instead found Anin was walking and ended up in a coffee shop opposite the hospital with a man who was not yet known Bima.

Bima subconsciously clenched her hands and showed them into the air. 

***

In the middle of the capital's gridlock, Anin is caught among thousands - perhaps tens of thousands of other vehicles. Especially at critical hours like this. As a result, Anin was only able to spur his vehicle at a reasonable speed.

Fortunately the shadow of his illusion Anggun c sasmi always faithfully accompanied without ever protesting fatigue because I don't know how many times the song rotated repeatedly.

At half ten Anin finally arrived at the apartment. And her husband was on standby in the living room like a police officer ready to interrogate his captives.

But Anin refused to be friendly to her husband. So that he just passed by and went straight to his room - their room-

Even the pain has not gone!!

And what Anin did that made Bima even more upset and emotional.

Bima pulled Anin's hand when they had both reached the room.

"Where have you been? Is this clock just here?" Ask Bima.

"You know, Jakarta is jammed." Anin answered the origin by stomping her husband's hand. Don't touch me!

You're lying, huh!! "I'm already so hungry, can we eat first?!" Speak Bima weak.

"You eat first, my body is very dirty, and I want to take a shower immediately."

Anin placed her white bag and suit on a table in one corner of her room and set her foot about to pick up clean clothes before finally moving to the bathroom.

But Anin lost quickly with objects made of glass that had arrived first hit the door of the room which was also made of glass, which was Anin's goal.

Prahaang!!!

And the fragments scattered in all directions. Furthermore, the distinctive aroma that he was familiar with also spread throughout the room, including the nasal cavity.

Anin tried to protect her face by covering her face with both hands.

If only the throw missed a little then the face of Anin or his head will be….

Oh my god!!! Anin's body then shook violently but there was no fear in her.

Even that plasma TV has not been replaced yet and this is my favorite Perfume!! The bathroom door??

Tomorrow especially?!

"I SAID, I'M HUNGRY!! EAT NOW!!" The next second Bima dragged his wife to the dining table and sat her down in one of the chairs. And so far Anin has only followed her husband's orders.

Even mbok Jum was afraid to serve his drink. Perhaps Mbok Jum already knows the character of his male employer if he is angry. And then I don't know where mbok Jum disappeared.

 

***

Bima momentarily glanced at his wife who was sitting in front of him with no facial expression. His eyes were empty and so cold. Even Bima had time to guess what was thinking of his wife.

Is that guy?? Who her?? I want Bima to ask him, But he realized, His wife might still be angry with him. 

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Anin did not know if this was the so-called drunk or not. He had never tasted such a drink. And should Bima also know women like Anin especially he is very health care for his do not drink alcohol.

As he got out of his chair, Anin felt the floor he stepped on was sloping. Uneven, so he staggered almost to fall. Bima was the one who hurriedly embraced it and did not release her embrace again until on the bed.

Anin no longer held up her head. She was unable to prevent her body from drooping in her husband's arms.

It feels so weird. Light and slightly hovering but warm.

Her ears could still hear her husband's friendly whispers but Anin could no longer remember what she was talking about.

Bima laid Anin's body gently on the bed. Remove the clothes covering his body.

At first Anin did not fight back. He feels very weak. And let her husband let her go. But when her husband began to move to remove her inner t-shirt, Anin shook her hand.

"Don't mas.." she asked weakly.

But the voice of Anin sayup-sayup vanished swallowed by the sigh of Bima.

Clutching his wife's body tightly, Bima clenched her lips and not just kissed, Bima played his wife's lips until the girl symphonized abstractly without tone.

"I love you, Nin," whispered Bima. "I won't let another man come near you, you're mine." Add it in a mess of lust.

Anin was so charming and her body so alluring wriggled in innocence. Bima could not hold himself back anymore. Fuck you!!

Bima begins to explore the sensitive spots on his wife's body and purposely leaves abstract marks.

When Bima ferociously sipped her left neck, Anin hissed frantically.

"Don't mas!!"

Desperately trying to evade Anin, thrashing moving his head to the right, to the left.

But it is futile to fight men under these conditions.

Bima hastily took off his own clothes and removed the remaining clothes on his wife's body.

Anin complained of pain as Bima entered her again and began to move rapidly irregularly.

And her tears rolled back part of her cheeks.

What sins have I committed that you have punished me so severely, Lord?!

 

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