7 Virgin Blood
Tranquilizers

The door!

The sound of a firearm eruption buzzed in the air. Two policemen had just arrived and intended to warn Nek Aluh to stop his brutal actions. "Don't move!" the orders of one of them.

For a moment Nek Aluh was fixated, but then he grinned and again wanted to attack Ak Jaka. Luckily Ak Jaka was able to avoid it even though it made Neh Aluh more angry. He was raging like crazy. The misery and wanting to attack anyone who tried to block him narrowed Ak Jaka's neck. The only thing that could stop him was when the police actually fired a shot at Nek Aluh and then arrested him.

Poor thing. At that age Nek Aluh had to be languished in a holding cell because of the persecution he had committed, and, his wrinkled old skin had to be injured because the bullet penetrated into his thigh. But if not taken such action, it will make the injured victims due to the rusty celurit sabetage increasingly and cause others to feel anxious. Including myself who was afraid that my husband would be harmed because of Nek Aluh's indiscriminate anger.

My body sank after the incident with a wet face, covered in tears.

"Wulans?" teh Husna said as she put both hands on my shoulder, grabbed me and took me to the sofa. "You're okay, right? Need anything? Shall I get you a drink? Just a minute."

Without me saying a single word as Husna Tea flocked at me anxiously, Husna Tea rushed straight to the kitchen and fetched me a glass of water, then he rushed back to the front room just as Ak Jaka was back inside the house. Ak Jaka was surprised to see my condition limp from shock.

"Drink this," said Teh Husna as she pushed the glass in her hand which was then greeted by Ak Jaka and she helped me to drink.

I took it quite a lot, but I still couldn't calm down.

"Wulan, honey, calm down" said Ak Jaka.

But my tears immediately returned with a rush. I was crying as much as I could.

Ak Jaka hugged me. "Take it easy, honey. I'm okay, right? Don't worry."

"How am I not worried?" i said lirih. "I'm freaked. I'm afraid Aak why-why. I'm afraid..I'm afraid.I...." I released myself from his arms and stared fixedly at his two eyes. "I don't want to be alone anymore. I have no one but you. Why did you have to come out earlier? What if something happens? The bad thing? I-i-"

Ak Jaka put his finger on my lips, then he shook his head slowly. "Shhh..," he hissed. "I'm guilty. I'm sorry, I beg you? Yea? Pardon?"

I shook my head, wiping my tears from feeling hopeless. I don't know, maybe it's just my feeling, but I can't deny that I feel like people will think that my fear is just an exaggeration.

In the next second, due to being too carried away, I quickly stood up and immediately returned to the back area.

"Hey..," cried Ak Jaka trying to stop myself. But I didn't bully him. Faster, I put my feet up.

When I got back, the washing machine stopped working. Immediately I took out my laundry and put it in the dryer, waited for a moment until the dryer was off, then took the clothes out of the dryer one by one. Wag it, fold it carefully, and stack it neatly.

When I finished folding the clothes, I removed the next load from the washing machine and put it in the drying machine.

Jaka Ak. For a moment, I closed my eyes, trying to completely control myself. I realized, my fear is indeed a natural thing if judged by how I face my life since the departure of my father who died in a tragic accident, then my mother who died of cancer he suffered, he suffered, then the death of my grandmother due to physical weakness due to inedible old age, really I will not be able to lose Ak Jaka and return to live a kara. I don't want to. Nevertheless, on the other hand, I knew I had to be strong. Because, from the beginning, even before we got married, I already knew what risks I had to face after marrying a man who had the face of a venereal criminal that had troubled the citizens of the district. Ak Jaka and I have talked about this. Ak Jaka has often asked and warned me, how ready I am to face the turmoil that we expect will occur after our marriage and where we live is known by the public. I have said firmly that I am taking all the risks that we will face. So, I have to be strong.

I opened my eyes and fanned myself with my hands. While picking up the pile of clothes, I wet my lips, then combed my hair with my hands, and straightened my shoulders, then immediately I turned around and set foot. I was relieved, the space by space I had to go through was empty. I don't need to cross paths or face anyone in a situation like this.

Shaking my head, I quickly headed to my bedroom to get my clothes cleaned. However, it is not the freshly washed clothes that I have to clean, however, Ak Jaka and his loving warmth that I have to deal with.

After I opened the door of the bridal room, the atmosphere inside was pitch-black. All the windows were closed, the lights were turned off, then the led candles suddenly lit up with a melodious rhythm of tone, and Ak Jaka stood before me.

I'm stunned. Is my husband that romantic?

"What is all this?" my many.

He raised next to the eyebrows. "Do I have to explain?" he asked back.

"No," I said. "It. romanticization." I took a deep breath. "It's good for the newlyweds. Hugely. Thank ye. Emm.. for that one-"

Ak Jaka jerked at my waist, pulling me into his arms tightly. I was shocked, all the clothes in my hand fell to the floor.

"Don't discuss it anymore" whispered Ak Jaka in front of my face, then he kissed the nape of my neck. "Better now I treat your fear first before we go to the funeral. Hmm?"

No. gabe. I'm shaking. I don't want to get out of the house after the incident that just happened. "We're not going anywhere. There is no need to go on pilgrimage if outside conditions are not possible."

"Darling, don't put off good work. Our parents, our grandmothers, they must have longed for us to make the pilgrimage to their graves."

I'm shaking. "I understand" I said. "But-"

"I'll ask some people to come with us. Four, five, or ten people, okay? It must be safe, really. Yea? We're leaving today. I'll have to send in experienced bodyguards armed with weapons."

Huh huh?

"Weapons?"

He's nodding.

"Gun fire? A pistol? Oh my goodness, Ak. Later...."

Ak Jaka is silly. "You don't have to think about that gun, honey," he whispered. "You just think about this weapon. This one...."

Uuuuh...! You grown man!