Hot Couple: Love Story Inara Season 2
Emotional Overflow

I thought I was just asleep because of the effects of the medicine I was taking, but once I opened my eyes, it was morning and I was in the hospital.

"Why am I here?" I try to remember things that happened before my eyes closed. "I think I'm just asleep. Why did you take me to the hospital?"

Reza who just came out of the bathroom immediately sat beside me who was lying down. "I just want what's best for you" he said, stroking my head.

I grunt. "Zorahi."

"I want you to be healthy and live normally. I don't want you to be drug dependent."

The dependency? The drugs? The connotation of Reza saying as if I am a drug abuser. I just took sleeping pills to get to sleep! I growled and snarled. "I can do without drugs of origin you don't bother my mind."

"Yes, I try no more. Take a shower, yeah. Be healthy, fresh. Yeah, honey, huh?"

The vow. I was so sick of seeing Reza's attitude in this state. "You realize, no, anyway? You made me like this. I'm upset. Frustrating. Stressful. Dizziness I saw your behavior."

"Patience.pity the dede if his mother's emotions continue. We can talk good, huh?"

I grimaced and felt the need to vent my growing resentment. "Here's your hand."

"For what?" ask her while sticking her hand out at me.

Without saying anything, I held his hand and pinched in annoyance. Reza was in pain, it was obvious from the grin on her face, but she endured the pain for me. "It hurts, right?" my many. "But my heart aches more than this...."

"Yes, I know. It was my fault. Just pinch until you're satisfied."

"don't want. Waste energy. There I'm tired of."

"Certainly? How do you want it? What am I supposed to do? Hmm?"

I turned my eyeballs while thinking. Without the need to linger, annoyance triggers the idea to pull out his leg hair. "I'm gonna pull your leg hair out."

"Sick dong...."

"More heartache...."

"Yes, okay." Reza was sitting next to me, in a hospital bed. And I pulled out her leg hair a few strands until her eyes reddened the effect of enduring the pain.

Unknowingly, my tears dripped because of the collaboration between sadness and resentment that was held in the heart. "You know, your good nature deserves a thumbs up. And I often believe and believe that you do not love him. Why do you like playing behind my back? Is it hard to be honest? It open? Talk to me whatever you feel. I ran out of words to get dizzy. How, um, how do you talk to you so you understand what I mean? I'm out of words. Why do you like doing something related to Salsya-behind me? Wh why? I feel like you don't appreciate me as a wife. For the number of times you let me down."

Reza looked at me softly, her forehead shrinking. "I understand. I'm not gonna be like that anymore. I will talk to you anything and be open to you. Like you want, right? I'm not gonna play behind the back anymore."

"Windcloth. Stinking promise! When I believe, you will deny it again. Apologizing again. Promising something new again. So continues. I'm sick. If only your promises that came into my heart could I spit them out, I would've spewed them all out."

He nodded his head. "I get. I won't promise anything anymore. You see it and you prove it. For example, I start now, yes. I got permission to call Erik, to, like you said last night. Can you?"

I took a deep breath and tried to calm myself down. "I want to talk to you seriously."

"Why do you have the heart for me?"

"Darling...."

"All right, I can understand. I'm just a stranger who now happens to be a wife. So why do you want to take care of your children? Wh why?

"I didn't mean to hurt you, honey. That's why I do-sori, I mean that's why I didn't tell you I was worried about her."

Argha! It sucks!

"In the end I knew it myself and it was much more painful."

"Yes. I know. Don't keep talking about it, okay? I'm worried, mind you later-"

"Late December, when I had just returned home, you swore that you would never care about Salsya again. Do you remember that oath?"

Reza nodded, she assented without a sound.

"You remember what you said 'let you die if you disbelieve'? Remember?"

"I." he hesitated to answer. In the end he said, "I'm a caliph" he said.

"No, you're not a khilaf. You forgot you swore that way."

He nodded again. His face was filled with guilt.

"Yes, right? You forgot, right? It means you don't swear by your heart. You just said." I mendesa* hard. "A Reza Dinata. Mas... Mas. What do you think I am a woman? You give sweet promises, you often swear, especially in the name of God. You know, you're like a man of no faith."

Reza nodded. "I'm sorry" he said in the middle of my sentence.

"Look at me. I was young. Even though I'm not as pretty as Salsya who is like a Korean girl, let alone as pretty as an angel like Zahra. My skin is not white, my behavior is barbaric, I lack a lot. But out there someone loves me a lot more than your love. If I become a widow, I can marry again. Even if I wanted to, I could marry an outsider, I could take my children out of the country, away from you. But the fate of your children, how? You want them like you who were raised by my dad? Want you, Mas? Or are you really the origin of the oath? You don't believe that an oath will produce karma if it is broken? Don't believe you, Mom."

I could go so long because Reza didn't interrupt me. He just looked down with a face full of regret. But when I stopped talking, he could only say sorry. I shake my head because of it. Geraaaaaam.

"I'm sorry? Is my apology that it could change everything? Hm? You think God will tell the angel not to take your life because your wife has already apologized? Didn't he? Heh! Repent, Mas. Apologize to God. Who knew he would have mercy on my children so that my children would not be orphans."

I got off the bed and was about to go to the bathroom, but I paused behind him for a moment. "It looks like you need to make a will or an inheritance letter. Who knows, maybe God will not forgive you. You may soon be dead. And, yeah, where do you want to be buried, near your mother or near your father? I will come with fourteen red rose stalks as you have given me all along. No need to worry, my children will be godly children. They will pray for you, asking God to forgive your sins. And, just like your attitude towards your late father used to be, I will also forgive you after you die."

I passed, leaving her alone with lamentation.

"You don't have to be sad, you don't believe that karma exists. You're still young, aren't you? Live with as you please. Live like a bachelor who does not need to keep the feelings of children and wives. Don't mind me."

It's finished! I also closed the bathroom door.