Enough
Chapter 33

"I'm sorry Dance, I didn't accidentally. I'm really sorry, and I promise I won't repeat it."

Tari just wants Tara to get away from her, she pushes Tara with all her strength, until Tara is stranded to the end, her hands holding her body back from falling. When Tara's right hand hit the broken glass, Tara slowly reached her bloodied hand.

Tara went to the dishwasher and put her hands under the running tap water. Dari stood up just as Tara pulled the glass from her hand.

Dance is full of anger over Tara's actions that pushed her down, but she is very worried about Tara. He rushes to get a towel and stuffs it in Tara's hand to stop the blood from flowing.

With trembling hands Tari helps stop the bleeding on Tara's hands, but Tara pulls her hands away from Tari. "Not to mind my hand. You okay?" Tara stared back and forth into her right and left eyes in a panic, checking if there were any tear wounds on Tari's face.

Tara embraces Tari's neck, desperately embracing Tari. "I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry." she buried her face in Dance's hair. "I beg you not to hate me. I beg you, Dance."

Dari just fell silent not answering Tara's words.

"I'm really sorry" he said back. Dancing backwards a little, he saw Tara's eyes that looked red, and Tari never saw Tara as sad as that.

"I'm freaking out, I didn't mean to push you. The only thing I think about is the meeting tomorrow, and the files are gone.. I'm really sorry Dance." Tara hugged Tari wholeheartedly, she gripped Tari as if she did not want to escape.

'Tara is not like father, it cannot be like that, ' Inner Dance.

Tara wrapped her arms around Tari's waist, then carried Tari's body. He stepped carefully, past the scattered glass. Along the way to the room, Tara kissed Tari. Even when she splashed Dance's body on the bed, Tara still kissed Tari. "I'm sorry, Dance." Tara kissed the eyes of Dance who hit the closet. "I'm really sorry."

Dari does not understand what happened to her, her heart is so sick but her body sends Tara's apology through the soft touch that Tara gives. Dari is eager to react (angry) as he used to always want to see his mother when his father hurt his mother, but deep down, deep down, Dari wants to believe that it was an accident and Tara is not the same as her father.

"Sorry I want to go to the bathroom" said Tari, Tara kissed Tari's forehead then she stepped down from the bed to invite Tari to the bathroom.

In the bathroom he saw a lot of Tara's blood on his clothes, he changed his clothes and snatched the P3K box.

When Tari came out of the bathroom, Tara walked into the room, apparently she had just taken a small bag of ice cubes from the kitchen. "For your eyes" said Tara.

"For your hand" said Tari, he showed her the P3K box she was carrying.

Tari painstakingly bandaged Tara's wound, he breathed a sigh of relief because it turned out that the wound was not as severe as it was in his mind. "The truth is I can restore deleted files even if they're not in the recycle bin, and I do that a lot."

Tara leaned her head against the back of the bed, she seemed almost to cry. "I'm a fool, I'm afraid that I don't think in that direction" he said. "I wish I could turn back time...."

"We can't repeat time" Dance cut Tara's speech. "I know you regret it, we better not have to discuss this anymore." Pinta Tari while holding a bandage in Tara's hand, she looked into Tara's eyes deeply. "But Tara, if this happens again, I'll leave you."

Tara stared regretfully. "This will never happen again. I swear to you, I'm not the same as...."

Dance shook her head. "I know you're different from my father" said Tari. "Just don't make me doubt you."

Tara gently stroked the face of Dance. "You're the most important part of my life. I want you to be happy with me, not hurt." Tara kisses the forehead. "Hand hold this ice for ten to fifteen minutes" he said.

Dance took over the ice cube bag. "Where are you going?"

"I want to clean up the broken glass, so you're safe in the kitchen." Tara left the dance in the room.

In addition to tidying up the broken glass, Tara also threw away the champagne, she no longer wants any chaos caused by alcohol.

Twenty minutes later Tara returned to her room with a glass of warm tea. "Drink!"

"Thank you." Dari received it, and he took a few gulps, then put it on the table beside his bed.

Tara flings the blanket, she covers her body and the body of Dance. He looked at Tari while gently stroking her face. "I love you, Dance."

Those words were so warmly penetrated in the heart of Dance. "I love you too, Tara." said Tari.

Tara kissed Tari's forehead and carried her into her warm embrace.