WOUNDS AND LOVE

WOUNDS AND LOVE
Wounds and love



Anindya opened her eyes slowly, then looked towards Nathan who was currently tensing under her. Anindya coughed lightly, when she realized that her current position with Nathan looked very ambiguous.


"Eum, sorry, I overslept." Anindya quickly rose. Wiping his hands, clumsily then helped Nathan rise from his sleep.


Replace Nathan's clothes, and also bathe him.


***


Nathan has been silent since the incident, where he discovers that Anindya is sleeping on top of him. Moreover, when suddenly, he felt the temperature in his room was too cold.


But, he immediately knew it, when suddenly the water touched his feet. His eyes then patterned, but his body still followed every movement made by Anindya. Even his body did not refuse at all, when Anindya touched the parts that had always been hidden.


"Damn, I'm really gi*a!" Nathan ruffled his hair which suddenly felt itchy on the. His cheeks were also very hot. Like, run out in an electric sting. Moreover, the feeling that was in his heart.


Really, he began to forget, someone who had once felt like an angel in his life? But, is it that easy?


Nathan pensive. His mind wanders into the past. When, in the past he was saved by a beautiful young woman. The woman always accompanied him when he liked or mourned. Until they finally dated, and got engaged.


The marriage was carried out as soon as possible, with the blessing of both parties. However, such a fate did not approve of their marriage. By, making the car they were riding in, crash and kill the woman.


Yeah, killed the woman, and let her live in her loneliness. Dreary world. Every way, he did it so that he could meet the woman. But Erick can always throw it off.


"Alysa, how are you there?" Nathan murmured. Touching, his chest that was still beating with her firmness when mentioning that name.


'No, wrong again. I still love you, Alysa. Yeah, right, this feeling isn't that easy, it fades.' Nathan smiled softly. At that time, his heart was beating rapidly. Honestly, Alysa's name is embedded too deep in there. Name, Alysa is like, blood for her.


"Master?"


Nathan sighed. From now on, he knew that Anindya was constantly watching her every move. Starting from sighing, or when resigned.


"Yes?"


"Master why?"


Why yes? Nathan himself doesn't know why. His heart felt like a different Sanga. Could it be, he already liked this woman who always stuck with him, or vice versa?


Could it be that his feelings are just a taste, thanks for always helping him? Yeah, just think of it.


"You want to hear my past story, Anindya?" ask Nathan. Anindya nodded.


"certain. But, if you don't mind. I don't want to force you, sir. Just relax, let's just say I'm your friend." Anindya said with a big smile. His hand reflexes, grasping Nathan's cold hand.


Nathan nodded. Pull Nathan's hand to touch his chest, then start telling stories.


Flasback*


A black sedan drove at above average speed on a village road. The rocky village road, of course, made the car sometimes move erratically, and made the car hit a mango tree in front of the road.


A man came out from inside the car, with a chaotic appearance, which was filled with blood. His hand was clasped, a wallet, and his cell phone. With blood flowing from both of them.


"Please" said the man. His hand knocked again at the door. However, there is no link from within. His breathing began to feel tight, his eyes also began to feel blurred. The man sat on the floor with his hand holding his head.


"Jeez, sir, wake up sir!"


***


Day by day passed. It has changed the moon. For a month, the man who was found unconscious in the hut was in a coma.


A woman who had always been by the man's side, rubbed her face slowly. His clothes looked very dirty, with dust that became his decoration.


Her hair also looks very tangled. Different from other women.


"Sir, please wake up. Don't make me anxious like this" The woman came back crying. Swiping the hand of the man he called the master gently. As if channeling his strength and hope, so that the man immediately woke up.


"Whispering. I want to sleep."


"Huh?"


The woman raised her bowed face. Staring at a man who was looking at him in shock, then quickly released his hand.


"When are you awake?" The woman quickly took a few steps back.


"Two days ago. But because of the doctor's medicine, I just woke up now."


"And, ekhem, introduce my name Nathan. If you can tell, what's your name?" Nathan extended his hand towards the woman. But not welcomed. Nathan's pissed, really pissed. His hands hurt a lot, but he tried to keep behaving respectfully to her.


"Reply," said Nathan in emotion. His tone of voice was slowly smooth, becoming snapping. It made the woman shocked.


"My name, Alysa!"


Without returning Nathan's hand. The woman mentioned his name. Nathan was exasperated, with his remaining strength he tried to rise from his slumber. Then pull the woman's hand to reply.


"You're so disrespectful, for not p-p-ing,"


'Rude,' Nathan flinched. When the hand he was holding felt very rough. Nathan raised that hand on par with his face then looked up. See how ugly the hand is, compared to the hand.


He was a man, and the woman was a woman. But, if you look around again. This woman named Alysa, looked very sweet, with a terrified expression. Ah, crazy.


"You, how can it be this dirty?" Nathan looked at Alysa from top to bottom. Then it cleared up, when his hands felt itchy because they had touched Alysa.


"Because I work as a farmer. So, my ta-hands aren't as smooth as other women." Alysa replied with a stammer. His hand reflexes, fending off Nathan's hand, made Nathan, who had been dumbfounded, start to wake up.


"Farmer? shouldn't you be working in the kitchen?" Nathan scrunched his forehead. At the same time, women only like to work in the kitchen or about the world of beauty.


Don't women really like, something that smells of cleanliness, cooking, and beauty?


"I work as a farmer to live my own life. After all, working as a farmer is not as difficult as organizing files every day."