Honor Behind the Stain
Lose

“Eh, Khanza, there are men who want to know you.  Tuh!”  Zelin pointed at a man sitting not far from their table.  “Yesterday he met me.  And he said he has a crush on you.  Tuh, the guy's there.”

The man with the mature face tanned brown skin and plontos hair waved his hand with a thin smile.  Typical appearance of police posture.  His body is strong and big.

“She was a young cop, adjutant to the head of the division and a proprio.  Cool right?” zelin said in Khanza's ear.  He must have to scream a little while talking because his voice is racing with the loud bang of music.

Khanza shook his head quickly, a sign of refusing to be introduced to the man.What is he?  Now the angel has recorded her as the wife of an Emperor.  That status cannot be changed before God. 

“Any, weren't you the one who reminded me not to mess with Khanza's life by having a bad influence on him?  Even you forbid me to match Khanza with Azam, then why now you even influence Khanza with men?” zada protest.

“This doesn't meet his name, Zada.  But entertainment!  Just healing, eye wash!”  reply Zelin.

“Hai!” the fat-haired man who looks like a police officer smiles at Khanza.

Khanza just raised an eyebrow.  Cue.  

The man was getting closer to Khanza.  Then stick out your hand, the gesture invites acquaintance.

“No no!  I'm not in the mood and don't want to get acquainted with anyone!”  Khanza.  He stood up. Just as he was about to turn around, the plontos-haired man pulled Khanza's plain arm.

Stunned, Khanza was shocked to feel his lips touched by something.  And that was the man's lips.

Plaque!

Khanza slapped hard on the cheek of the man who had irreverently dared to do less aj*r against him.

 “Bajing*n!  Biad*b you!” hardik Khanza with a stern look.

The man smiled as he rubbed the cheek that had been slapped.  “Sok holy!  The virgin is not.  Where any good girl spends her time in a place like this.  The girls here must love the male touch!”

“Brengs*k!”  Khanza is about to give the second time.  But his tiny hands that floated was already captured by the man who he said was an aide to kadiv propam polri.

Just as Khanza was about to jerk his hand, it was already the body of the sturdy aide that staggered backwards a moment after his chest was pushed by someone's big hand.  No other Emperor.

“Let him go!  Don't bother him!” hardik Emperor warned while pointing the face of the opponent.

“Who are you?  What right do you forbid me.  All the girls here are cheap girls who love to be touched.  If she wasn't a cheap woman, then she wouldn't put herself in a place of worship like this!”

“I'm her husband!” The Emperor grabbed Khanza's wrist, pulling him out of the night club. 

As far as Khanza's wrist was dragged out, Khanza thought hard.  How could the Emperor come to the nightclub?  Emperors are not the type of men who are hooked on night entertainment, the world of Emperors is far away with the frenetic pleasures of the night.  Then how'd the guy get to the nightclub?

The Emperor jerked his hand until Khanza's hand was released from his hold.  The base of his arm until it hurt due to the Emperor's loud jolt.

Khanza was shocked, feeling threatened, he then turned his eyes away.  Only this time was there a flash of fury peaking on the emperor's face.  

The man walked towards him, his huge tall body covering his shadow, as if swallowing his body round and round.  Khanza recalls that the last time the Emperor was angry with him over the attempted murder, a flash of anger was not what it is today.  Isn't the case of attempted murder much worse than it is today?  A case that had no reason for what made the man so angry.

“Gaze my face!” the Emperor dominated.

Like an eagle, the Emperor looked at the face of Khanza who seemed resigned.  Tired arguing.  Or lazy to reply with the same anger.  The Emperor was silent, not angry but looking very threatening.

At a time like this, Khanza is like a crushing defeat.  His bar-bar nature was defeated by the sharpness of the emperor's eagle eyes, everything felt paralyzed in Khanza. He gathered all his courage to raise his face and return his gaze to the Emperor's eyes.  And he found a cold face, a sharp gaze, to make people who see it become sinister.

Khanza who just this time saw the figure of the Emperor like this was not only fixated and voiceless, but also subject to the man. courage and the nature of the opponent in him lost somewhere.  I don't know, Khanza also does not know why he suddenly changed this in just a matter of seconds.

“What do you mean drag me out like this?  You better not interfere in my business!  What else to act as if it cares for me!” Khanza spoke weakly.

“You're my wife!”

Khanza speaks a thousand languages.  The emperor recognizes her as a wife?

“I don't care about your pad.  I don't care about anything that happens to you.  I also don't want to interfere in your affairs.” The protruding object on the Emperor's neck moved up and down along with his attempt to swallow the saliva.  “I only care about God and all his rules.  For when I know that you have become my wife, then your morals become my responsibility!”

Khanza.  The emperor brought religious rules.  This is how Khanza lost.

"Back home!" The Emperor dragged Khanza and took him into a taxi waiting by the roadside. 

There was no rebellion from Khanza, not because of obedience, but rather because of resignation and surrender. No need to be asked how Khanza feels, he is very upset about being ordered like this. Sickened.

The Emperor entered and sat at the side of the Khanza. 

There was no talk until the car drove a few kilos away. Slender. Both mute. Only the sound of the car engine was heard.

"I don't want to admit to this marriage" Khanza finally chanted, his voice trembling in tears. Crying out of a marriage she didn't expect. His gaze turned outward, his face turning away from the Emperor. "You may consider me a wife, but otherwise I will never admit you as a husband. I don't love you, I don't expect you."

"Same. I'm also." The emperor said flatly. "There is no need for me to repeat why I have to find your whereabouts and even to ask Bik Imar where you usually stand when wandering at night."

Oh, apparently the Emperor inquired about Khanza's whereabouts through Bi Imar.

"I am only obedient to God, I obey His commandments which give me instructions that the wife is my responsibility, if I neglect her then it is the same as I defy the commandment. That'sthat's all. Not more." Still in a flat voice the Emperor explained his point. "From now on, you're no longer allowed to go out at night, anything else to do."

Seriate