Wulan In Night Wound

Chapter 22 I'm Crazy

I don't know how long I've been locked up in the bathroom. I was really shocked at what happened to me. I hit my stomach a few times while sobbing. As if by doing so I could get rid of what was growing in my womb. I don't accept. It feels like fate is playing with my life.

Tired of beating my stomach I took a position to hold my knees tightly. I feel like my body is going to be blown to pieces. I also ignored the noise from the outside of the bathroom door.

Dor's! Dor's! Dor's!

"Wulans!! Open door!! Mom wants to take a shower. Mom can be late later", my mom shouted as she banged on the bathroom door many times.

I keep flinching. Even when the mother threatened to pry the bathroom door using the crowbar. I know my mother, it must be just a mere threat. After all, the mother is more worried about the bathroom door, rather than worrying about her daughter who is confined in the bathroom. Or rather, worry more about the money that will be spent to fix the bathroom door if the mother really carries out her threat.

Finally the sound of screaming and mumbling stopped. Maybe he felt tired so he finally decided to go to work without taking a shower first. Mom went to work without saying goodbye to me.

I came out of the bathroom almost at noon. My stomach feels wrapped around. In the bathroom I spit out my stomach three times. Just vomiting water and acid reflux. It felt like my mouth was not good at all, bitter and sour into one. I glanced at the dining table, there was no food. I sat down on the dining table. Although I felt very hungry, but I did not intend to fill my stomach.

Let me starve to death what's in my stomach! My soul is in my heart.

I saw a knife in the kitchen. Suddenly a crazy thought flashed through my head and grabbed the knife. I pointed a knife at the pulse of my left wrist.

Hah, maybe dying is better! I don't need to feel pain. I don't need to be confused about how to live this life! Lord, let me take my own life. My mind is accompanied by sobs.

The more I pressed the knife into my veins. I feel the pain. A little blood came out on my slashed wrist but not so deep.

The clontang!! The sound of a knife falling to the floor. I can't afford to end my own life.

Hahahahahaha.

I laughed out loud for a while. A few moments later I was back crying. Then continued the laughter interspersed with sobs. Yeah, maybe I'm crazy.

"You fool Wulan, you fool! Why that night you easily believe that Deni is a kind intention to help! Didn't you already know that Deni is a jerk?!! Why did you believe Deni that night, whyaaa?!!", I shouted angrily at myself. I grabbed my own hair until there were some strands in between my fingers.

"Oh my God, I'm disgusted at myself. Disgusted at my stupidity! I can still feel those cursed hands touching my body! What should I do to get rid of this feeling, my God? Do I have to skin myself?", I cried howling. Asking God what I have to do to face myself.

In my room I could only keep quiet. My eyes were empty, there was no light of life in them. I don't care about the pain in my stomach. I don't know how I'll be able to maintain my sanity.

When my mom came home from work, I didn't realize it at all. Suddenly she sat on my bed lips and shook my shoulders.

"Wulan, what is this? You pregnant?" my mother asked me while showing me the three pregnancy tests I had left in the bathroom.

"Mom was just about to take a shower, and saw this strewn across the bathroom floor. In this house there are only two of us, so of course this is yours because it does not belong to mother", continued my mother. I still don't respond to him.

"This must be destiny. God supported Deni to marry you. Whether the child who is in your womb, just think of it as Deni's child. Deni would love to hear about your pregnancy", my mother kept raving without caring about me who was silent with a blank look.

"Mom cook first, son. What did you eat this morning? You must be healthy so that your child is also healthy" the mother smiled broadly when saying that. The smile that was caught by the tail of my eyes made me realize the daydream. I stared at my mother. I know what he's thinking. Mother smiled widely not because she imagined her future grandchildren, but imagined it would be different with the Wiratmaja family.

Mom had already rushed out of the room when I was about to comment on her words. I touched my forehead on my knees as my bedroom door thumped shut. Tears flooded my face.

Mom picked me up in the room when I didn't come out after being called to dinner. My mother painstakingly led me to the dinner table. When I refused to eat my food, my mother took the initiative to bribe me.

"Eat a lot. You will be sick later. Take good care of yourself and Deni's child candidates. Prepare yourself to receive the Wiratmaja family on Sunday yes" said my mother.

I don't comment on what my mother said. My body doesn't have the energy to argue. I swallowed with difficulty the food that my mother had fed me. My throat hurts. Maybe because you cry too long. At the fourth bribe, I shook my head refusing to continue eating. Mom tried to persuade me to eat a little more, but I flinched. Finally she gave up and told me to rest in my room.

Wulan returned to the room with shaky steps. He did not know how to deal with the trials that hit him at the age of a young man. Should Wulan resign and obey what his mother says? Is that the best option for Wulan?

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Actually I am sad 😢 so far no one has read or commented on my novel, or at least like it. I do not want to deliberately promote to other novels that are already popular. For me it's like promoting our trading in the field of others, even though they are sold the same. Like, we are promo chili that we sell in the field of people who also sell chilli. Not that I miss another author who promo2 gtu you know.it's just my principle aja 😬.

Write this novel my mood goes up and down. As inget blm someone read my novel until in chapter 22 my mood dropped. Maleeeesss really feel like going to continue, but fitting keinget intention early time want to write a novel "some read alhamdulillah, no one read ya gapapa", I so back again 😆

Uh, so long yes confided 😂 endul word, if anyone read my novel please support with click like and comment yaa. makasi much before 🤗.