MY FORMER DARK LOVER
Almost Katahuan was tortured

The body feels weak and shivering. The pain is immeasurable again. Skin that hurts when exposed to clothes, like the middle salt splashed all over the wound.

The face is pale. It feels like this body is so cold, but if you hold hands it feels very hot. All the body feels pain. Not dare to go out of the room, afraid that the Bayu mas will be angry again, so that it may add to the torture again.

"Oh my God, strengthen yourself. Don't make me sick from this wound."

"Why am I so weak with my husband. What should I do to him. Do I have to report his actions to the police station, but how will the fate of my family if the Bayu family will be vengeful, when their children have been thrown into prison," Confused heart for choice.

Hours lay on their back. There was no intention of waking up to cook breakfast. Let the husband starve, after all, all the consequences of his actions as well, so that he can not do homework as usual.

The body is increasingly shivering no longer restrained the pain. The throat begins to feel thirsty, when it just wants to wet it. Eyes tried to glance at the bottle of drink on the nightstand, but unfortunately there was not a drop left due to forgetting to fill. Lazy to meet the husband, make the lying neck is not flowed by water.

A tired mind and heart, keeps the net closed. That sleepiness kept me wandering around in dreams.

A full day's work just shuts itself up. Not paying attention to the voice of the husband and Satria talking to each other, who seemed to be talking about me. The tummy that started to rumble was no longer a concern for me. Perih that feels evenly throughout the body, it feels lazy to get up to move the body.

Tok .. tok, the sound of knocking on the door.

Lazy to answer the one that is done now. Hate and revenge on Bayu is now so strong.

Tok .. tok, door back knocked.

"Diamond ... Jehan. Don't you want to work?" Satria's voice asked.

Tok .. tok, the knock was heard again.

"You're why, Jihan. Is it sick? Why didn't you come out of this room from last night till now?" Satria asked.

"I'm fine. If you want to go to work, please. I'll take a day off today," the answer gave an excuse in a weak voice.

"Seriously you don't want to work. How come your voice is so weak, you're really fine, aren't you?" Satria asked a lot.

Klek .. klek, the door algae tried to open Satria, but could not open because I had locked it from the inside.

"Diamond ... Jihan, open it for a second!" the door sounded worried.

"Yes, I'm good."

"How dare you be good?" His voice sounded sickening.

"Yes, I'm good." That's all I can answer now, for fear that Satria might become suspicious.

"Yes already then. I'll borrow your bike first to go to work.

"Yes, please."

His voice in the morning that was bad, finally began to disappear not to be heard again, maybe he had really left for work this time.

The hand tries to hold the stomach that is getting wrapped around the pain. It feels like it can't stand to eat anymore, when since last night there was not a single grain of rice that entered my intestine.

Slowly trying to get up. It feels like the earth is circling. The view so blurred was not clear at all. The wound was more painful, felt more torn skin when moved.

Footsteps were already limping starting to walk towards the door. Stomach worms can not stand anymore immediately ask for food rations. The body feels starting to float around wanting to collapse, but as hard as I can hold so as not to fall down.

Ceklek, I opened the door slowly turning the door knob.

"Hopefully Bayu is not at home. If you have not left for work, you can die if you see me later, because it will definitely peak again the emotion," a heart murmur with full hope.

After a few minutes of trying to get close to the kitchen, finally the limped step had reached the refrigerator. The hands try to open and find food, which can quickly prop up this starving stomach. Netra tried to go around looking from the top shelf to the bottom, but all I found was vegetables and a few eggs.

"What are you doing, Jihan?" Satria Voice.

Deg, surprised that Satria has caught on.

The refrigerator door immediately closed, afraid if caught Satria if the stomach is wrapped acutely asking to be filled.

"It's okay," I answered, turning to face him directly, who looked neatly dressed in work.

"Your face is very pale. You're okay, aren't you?" the question is starting to feel strange.

Afraid that Satria would grow suspicious, I tried to walk away from her.

"Wait on! Where are you going?" stop him holding his shoulder.

"Aaaaaa .. aaaah!" I shouted as Satria held right to the wound.

"Why are you yelling?" His worries instantly raised both of his hands.

"I'm fine, really!" so that I don't guess easily.

"Sorry I have to go, take a break!" pamphlet rush.

"Wait!" stop him again who managed to pull the hand.

"Nrank .. awww. Let go of me, Satria!" pinta who began to hold the dew when it wanted to crack, when it could not stand the pain of the wound.

"You why? How come I hold each other like that pain? You're not hurt, are you?" Satria asked continuously.

"I told you it's fine."

"lihave you. Your eyes are implying that you're in a mess."

The bowed head did not dare to look back at Satria, who was now sweeping a glance towards me from the bottom up.

"Here, I want to see how you are!" the one who wanted to touch my hand.

For fear that Satria would get into trouble, I tried to take a step back, so that she could not reveal what was happening to me now.

"sorry. I'm fine," answered weakly.

"If you're okay it's impossible to try to avoid, which is as if you don't want me to know what's happening to you right now."

"Already, Satria. You take care of your own business. Didn't you just go to work. I don't want you to get involved with my problems, "It's heartbreaking to remember last night's torture.

"The job is easy. What's important is that I want to know what happened to you, because I'm sure you're not doing well right now" she still felt.

"I'm sorry. You don't interfere in my business. Enough until here you have been kind enough to help me, so do not ask a lot let alone want to get into my problems," the plea this time increasingly hardened tears.

"I won't leave before I know what problem you're facing right now. Besides what's on your body that looks like it has a wound," he guessed again.

"I'm really okay, sorry!" Instantly the tears that had fallen were rubbed rough cheeks, and again tried to leave Satria.

Hopefully Satria will not pursue again, at my request who does not want to involve in our chaotic household.