I MISS
A SPACE WITHOUT LOVE

There is a new work, this, hope that you will stop by the Room Without Love.

Chapter snippet:

From the beginning, her husband's aunt disagreed the most with Kyra and Agam's marriage, so that a spot of error could be used as an excuse to damage Kyra's good name.

Kyra just kept quiet, because what she was about to say was cut off constantly. Large palms felt patted the shoulders, he also turned his head. Zack stood up with a glare of sharp eyes, as if wanting to pounce. However, the sleigh and sad gaze implied in his eyes, was able to dampen the man's anger.

"Know Aunt, I'm Zack's friend Kyra, we came here seven years ago. There's only other business, so go home first. Aunty does not need to be suspicious, there is Zuey," Zack explained when his net caught a new figure returning after being preoccupied with the phone.

"Zuey, here!" Zack waved for his friend to approach.

"Hello, aunt. I'm Zuey, Kyra's friend." Zuey reached out after approaching, but did not greet. Eka melengos then left just like that.

"That's who, anyway?" zuey asked without looking at the interlocutor, he was busy observing Eka's steps that were getting away.

"Attempt me home now!" Kyra pulls Zuey's wrist. His soul was slightly shaken, he who usually had a calm innate was not quite able to withstand the embarrassment.

"Let me deliver." Zack is still worried about Kyra's situation.

"No need, Zack. Thank you," said Kyra as she walked quickly followed by her best friend. The sound of the bib sounded so far away that the car was close, rushing himself to open the door and sitting in silence.

"What's wrong with you, Ra?" After about five minutes, Zuey expressed his curiosity. He knows exactly how to deal with Kyra's situation when she gets into trouble. Once you feel better, your best friend always expresses what you feel.

"I'm being rumored, Zu." Kyra hugs tightly with tears, complaining about the problem to her friend. Shame when he was publicly rebuked like that, he felt like a traitor.

Zuey gently rubbed Kyra's shaky back, and felt the same pain as the tears drenched her cheeks despite not knowing the exact chronology before. "Who was that?"

"The Bath is Agam." Kyra shuffled, releasing a hug.

"I said I can't have children, trus likes to wander. That's why I don't feel at home." While sobbing when explaining the problem, Kyra's beautiful eyes blurry, warm water blocked and partly spread the cheeks.

"What do you think is the best decision?" Kyra asked back with hesitation.

"I guess, yeah, because—" Zuey spelled out his sentence, he seemed to be weighing something.

"Look, Ra, for almost a year your marriage has been progressing, hasn't it?"

"Perhaps, eem, I mean Mas Agam still loves his girlfriend. And, I just, I guess right. It's time for my relationship with him to end" Kyra explained later after understanding the meaning of the friend.

"Okay, forget about that crazy aunt," Zuey said as she rubbed Kyra's cheek, "Don't cry anymore, or else .. I'm telling the person who made Zuey's sweetest friend sad. I've dong, cup, cup, cup, kiss 100 times, nih," tease Zuey while putting his nose to Kyra's cheek.

Parting is the best path for all, inner Kyra.

...***...

The night was getting late, the streets had not yet receded. The vehicle grew increasingly cluttered, speeding as if the road belonged to an ancestor. Kyra had arrived home, after the friend said goodbye she entered. The whirring of the cold air hugged tightly, making him clench both sides of his own shoulders.

"Home home?" A heavy voice sounded as soon as it entered the living room.

"Mas Agam." Kyra was stunned, not realizing there was someone in the house. Because the room was minimal lighting, also before the husband said there was business outside the city.

"I've said, keep your attitude when you're outside. Don't provoke suspicion. You can play around with any guy, but let's not let our family know." Agam stood up and turned on the lights and stared at Kyra while shaking her waist. Although the intonation is ordinary, but able to stab the heart of the person he is now accused of.

A slap landed on Agam's cheek. "Mas! If guarded, yes. I'm not a lowly woman who can be close to a lot of men, because of this." Kyra points the ring finger right at Agam's face.

"Now, look! There's a ring that ties. If you want, I threw this away a long time ago! Anyway I've permission." She did not let go of the sharp gaze of the man in front of her, not accepting with all the accusations from the husband.

Agam holding the reddish cheeks, there are traces of palms there. "I don't just talk, Ra! Aunt Eka called me just now. He said you're messing around with a man."

"Whatever! I can judge for myself." Kyra ran up the stairs, there was a throbbing in the chest. There was a wide wound, but no blood was shed there.