IT'S ME YOU HURT
Nightmares

The night was precisely dawn at three o'clock in the house of Angga, when everyone was fast asleep Raya came out of the room to take drinking water because of thirst. Since the age of the womb entered the second trimester, Raya often thirsty at midnight. Usually Raya will provide water on her bedside nightstand, but Raya forgot to fill her drinking water bottle before she slept.

When down the stairs Raya saw someone sitting in the living room, somehow Raya was so curious about the figure in the living room late at night like this. The Kingdom slowly approached the person sitting. As she got closer, Raya was shocked that the person sitting in the living room was Ziva, the son of her husband Angga.

Raya also realized that Ziva Angga's son her husband had died. Suddenly a great fear overcame him, his fear grew even greater as the small figure faced him and exposed his large eyes with a terrifying pale face. Raya was sitting on the floor so great fear that made her knees go limp.

"Arrghhh... Don't hurt me! Don't bother me!" Raya spoke in fear as she saw Ziva standing up and walking forward towards her. Raya could only crawl with her hands back, as she was no longer able to stand up and escape.

"Why did auntie make me die!" A terrifying little figure looked towards Raya with a sinister angry voice.

"A, I didn't kill you! I just told you to pick up the balloon yourself... I didn't kill you!" Reply with a cry of fear.

"Why didn't my aunt help me pick up the balloon, instead she told me to jump in the window if I wanted to pick up my balloon that flew by the window right!? Auntie killed me!!!"

"A, forgive Ziva! I was watching so I couldn't keep up with your request to pick up the balloon! Aunty also just talked originally by telling you to jump in the window to pick up your balloon for being pissed at you! Auntie didn't think you'd actually jump out of the window!"

"Then why did auntie give me a chair to ride on?! Auntie hurt my arm too..."

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry Ziva! I just want to give you a chair so you can take your own gas balloon that flies and does not bother me who is watching Korean dramas! A, I also just pinched you twice there's no way it hurt you to death right?!"

"No! Auntie killed me! Aunty didn't call my mama, but I told my aunt to call you, right?! Aunt let me die and die!" Ziva's hand held both of Raya's legs.

"A, for Christ's sake! Get off my legs! I plead guilty to you I should have done what you asked and called your mama. But at that time I was also upset with your mother!"

"Wicked aunt!" Ziva increasingly tightly held the leg of Kingdom, making Raya unable to move.

"A, for Christ's sake! Don't kill me!" Raya started to rebel while moving her hands because her legs could not be moved!

"Argghh.tolooong...."

And finally, the eyes of the Kingdom opened. Raya also rose to sit on her bed with a faltering breath, like just running around the complex.

"Hhhfffuuuhh...." 'Thank God it's all just a dream.' Inner Kingdom.

Since the death of Ziva, almost every night Raya always had nightmares that made her less blood. Whether it's meeting with Ziva or meeting a large Elsa-shaped gas balloon but it looks very creepy. But her dream this time was more terrible because it felt very real, as if meeting directly with her husband's son Ziva who had died. But in her dreams Ziva is no longer an adorable little girl. Only Ziva's body was small, but the way he spoke even his voice was like an adult. So scary! Her body that began to fat because of pregnancy, is now getting thinner because it can not rest properly.

Raya regulates her breathing and prepares to resume her sleep again. But when Raya faced her husband, it turned out that Angga had awakened and was sitting while watching him.

"Was that what happened before Ziva fell and died?" Angga's eyes lit up with an enormous anger. It turned out that from earlier Angga woke up and noticed his wife who was delirious in a dream.

Disappointment and anger are mixed into one. Angga tried hard to hold back the tears that wanted to fall on his cheek. How not, his beloved daughter and his pride died because of his young wife. Sadness and regret are felt by Angga.

"Hmmm? Why mas??" Raya was shocked and confused as yet unconscious from her sleep.

"A, i... Just...." Answer Raya in stammering.

"What only? Answer Raya! Is it really you who caused Ziva to fall and die?"

"Mom, I didn't kill him. I, not pushing it from the window, I, just give a chair for Ziva to climb up to pick up his flying gas balloon..."

"Why are you giving a window seat to a child who hasn't turned three without any supervision?! You also had Ziva jump out of the window?? Is it really so?!" Angga's voice was no longer controlled, like a lion was about to pounce on its prey.

"I just want to talk, Mas, because Ziva's pissed on my laptop keyboard!" Speak in self-defense.

"Are you saying, you're just talking out of annoyance? You just wanted to talk until you made my son die??" This time Angga tried to rearrange his emotions, because faced with a wife who is still unstable, trying to reduce his anger that has reached the crown of his head. So hurt.

"You even let Ziva and didn't help him pick up the gas balloon that flew by the window, when he asked for your help, why?! Why are you hurting Ziva by pinching him to blue?! "The man asked not to trust his wife.

Actually when Ziva's body was bathed, Angga saw a blue mark on his son's arm. But at that time Angga did not want to bother him, because he felt maybe the sign was due to a collision when Ziva fell from the window. Angga did not think that his wife was the one who made the sign by committing violence to her son.

"I, I'm just pissed at him for bothering me mas!" Raya hesitated but still wanted to defend herself.

"What's? What did my son do to make you so upset and hurt him, huh?!"

"I'm upset that you always praise him in front of me..."

"What?!!"

Plaaq!!!

One hard slap landed on Raya's cheek. If you do not remember that Raya is his wife and is pregnant with her child, it may not only be a slap done by Angga, but murder. Both of Angga's hands were squeezing a strong sheet, his hands were raised wanting to strangle the neck of the woman in front of him, but his little heart forbade him from doing so. It turns out that what Reyna says is true that Raya does not like Ziva even has the heart to hurt Ziva.

Angga was very angry at Raya. How could his own wife be the mastermind over the death of the child he loved so much. Yang Angga knows, according to the story Raya Ziva played alone and fell while Raya was in the toilet. Although there is anger and regret at Raya who neglected to keep Ziva so that he had an accident and died, but Angga tried to think positively and consider it a disaster that no one could possibly want.

Ziva's sudden death had been a huge blow to himself and his family, but Angga was still trying to get up and toughen up for the sake of the child in the womb of his wife. Perhaps also because Angga is a man who is logical and does not put forward feelings, even though he was very sad at the death of Ziva. But Angga did not think that the death of his son was due to his own wife.

'Argh, had I listened to Reyna's words and not insisted on bringing Ziva that day, maybe it would have never happened and Ziva was still alive!' regret Angga in heart.

Her heart ached at the thought of Ziva's condition after falling from the window left Raya alone in the living room in a sick and helpless state. 'My poor son, Ziva must be in a lot of pain and fear alone without me or Reyna! My God, why am I thinking about it now.' Inner Angga.

"Why do you have so much????"

"HHHHHHH!!!"

Angga squeezed his hair firmly, as if wanting to remove the hair from his head. His heart was so sick to know that fact. The guilt of the child that he loved so much made Angga more tormented thinking about the incident over and over again, as if the incident was circling in his head. Chest tight! Angga roared loudly regretting himself. Destroying and throwing away what he saw in his room. The whole house woke up and rushed to the room of Angga and Raya.