Horizon
Episode 32

Kendra held my arm tight. He covered my hair with his hat and took me out of the police station. No words came out of his mouth, only an expressionless cold gaze. Arriving outside, the man immediately sat me on the back bench of a taxi that took us drove splitting the streets of Surabaya. Long enough we both drowned in the dian. Only the sound of keroncong songs in the eighties played by the driver filled the void in the car. Trying to melt the atmosphere, I ventured to open the conversation.

"Which.." said I slowly.

"Hm" he answered briefly without looking at me in the slightest. His eyes were fixed on the bustle of Surabaya outside the window.

"Who knew the police officer?"

"Hm"

Getting such a short response, I tried to expand the topic of "Kok can recognize?"

"It used to be a joint operating time team." This time the answer was longer, but still with a cold expression, without even bothering to look at me.

"That's what you look like"

"No"

"A lot of glimpses, like twins. But the swinging gang"

"Hm"

Really angry like this is a man. Duh... Princess must be ottohke..

"What's angry?" ask me while making sorry pretentious.

"Sir, stop there sir" instead of nanggepin my apology, my husband was busy directing the driver to stop at an inn at the end of the road. "Thank you sir. The return is for you" he said after taking me down from a taxi.

Still sparing to talk, Kendra took me to one of the rooms after taking the keys from the reception desk. The first room he went to was the bathroom. Without many words, I was sitting near the bathtub. My hair was straightened into one and then splashed with water. The cold sensation that hit my scalp did not make my mood improve at all. Kendra's silent face shrinks my guts.

The shampoo rinses flowed with the reddish water, cleaning up the remnants of hair paint while the ones I had previously sprayed covered the original pigment of my long hair. Kendra really made sure my hair color came back like all before helping me dry my hair.

"Please take off your shirt"

"Huh?" i'm shocked. Why also Kendra suddenly asked me to take off my clothes. Haduh Mas.forget what dapet adek again. Not now dong. Later if it is clean, you will be free to be free to take adinda deh. Sumptures.

Seeing that I was just flickering to process the command sentence, Kendra took the initiative to open my own clothes. Ouch.. Mamas don't be wild dong. Why are clothes stripped?

Free to fight, Kendra's energy is a thousand times stronger than me who's weak to tremble. With one pull, Kendra forced open my long coat until some of her buttons slipped from their original place. Looks sexy bikini that I bought in Bali at that time still bertenger wrapping my body. Again, with a single tear, Kenda took off the minimalist clothes and threw them into the trash. I was worried when he took off his shirt. Instead of nerjang me, the sexy even makein plain white t-shirt to cover my body who live with the frown. You know.. not so this blue scene Mas?

"I'll give you time to reflect on what's wrong with you. Drop here and don't try to run away again" he said in a low growl before putting his jacket back on and walking towards the door. "If laper, at the table there's food" he said before closing the door, leaving me alone in this room.

I exhaled a rough breath. I no longer make my husband angry. Mending if I dianehatin at length, while pecking is also not papa. Well this, I was instead didiemin, left alone again. Duh. gini very drama of my marriage.