IT'S NOT MY FAULT TO LOVE YOU
Fainted

You want me to shoot you in the head or volunteer to tell me.." Tristan said as he stared intently at the 54-year-old man named Burhan. His left hand held Kimy's hand tightly. Tristan knows it's not worth seeing, but how else, Kimy insists and he can't do anything but follow his woman's will.

While on the other side there, there is Burhan and Alana who sat with their mouths duct tape and their bodies bound together with chairs. Kimy looked at Alana who was wriggling her body trying to untie her hand. Kimy just gulped his saliva, he didn't know how to behave seeing Alana helpless like that. The two men were surrounded by Tristan's men, including Dony there.

"Who told you Burhan Notonegoro.." The old man did not answer, he just shook his head . "Your son is Irma Notonegoro?.." Ask Tristan again. The man immediately moved - motion after hearing the name of his son called. As soon as Tristan codes Dony, Dony tells his men to open the duct tape in the old man's mouth.

"Toloong, no one told me sir." burhan replied with fear in his eyes.

Plashing

Tristan's men slapped the man. Kimy's hand grasped Tristan even stronger from seeing that. Tristan turned to his woman who kept staring at the old man. Feeling Kimy was fine, Tristan took a step forward in following Kimy.

"You know the consequences of messing with me Burhan.." Tristan said coldly. "Today if you don't die here, it's your son who will die there.."

"No don't sir Tristan I beg you, it's my fault, don't involve my only son." the man ran a little with a chair still attached to his body then he kowtowed in front of Tristan.

I've been like this

Kimy clasped his lover's hand. He didn't want to lose to the bitter memories Tristan had made just yet. One of Tristan's men kicked the man in the stomach, and Kimy turned his face away. His face was now behind Tristan's back.

"Darling.." whispered Tristan. Kimy did not answer that his body was shaking at that moment. Those memories, the memories of Tristan kicking his stomach over and over again, revolved around his brain. Tears suddenly flowed down her cheeks. Tristan embraces Kimy, kissing several times the head of his woman.

"You're okay, baby." whispered again. Kimy did not answer, the woman was weak helpless, Kimy fainted. Tristan quickly lifted the body of his lover. He ran Kimy to the nearest hospital. Tristan fears Kimy's trauma is relapsing. Tristan forgets that her woman has been traumatized by a form of violence caused by her previous actions.

"Honey." called him when he reached the hospital, Tristan ran to the IGD room "Help my wife." he told the nurse who came to help him.

"Good sir. Put it to bed first, I'll check it out." replied the nurse.

"Where's the doctor?.." Tristan asked in panic.

"It's coming soon.." It's true that the nurse's not done talking, a doctor and two nurses are coming. "This is the doctor." appoint the nurse.

"Doctors do their best for my wife.." Tristan spoke very frantically, he did not care about having to lie about calling Kimy his wife.

"Okay sir, wait outside first I'll take a look at it." replied the woman's doctor. Tristan desperately heard the doctor, he rubbed his face and walked outside.

"Br*ngs*k why can I be so stupid to forget the trauma.." Tristan repeatedly cursed and paced back and forth.

Looks like Dony came in haste "How's he doing?.." Dony looks worried.

"Doctors are still checking." replied Tristan resignedly.

"I shot him in the arm, he was sprawled. No one seems to tell him, it's purely because he wants to get sympathy from you by rewarding a room service and a woman.." Tristan wanted to answer, where it might be like that. It might be the woman who came to Alana's room if that was her intention. It can't be all coincidence. But Tristan no longer cares about all that, what he thinks now is Kimy.

"The bastard is dead.."

"You fool, why don't you just shoot him in the head. Why did you let him live." Tristan's fussy.

As the doctor approaches the two of them, Tristan immediately approaches the doctor "How is my wife?.." Dony was shocked when Tristan married Kimy. His boss really lost his mind when he was with his lover, his inner.

"It's normal, there's no problem for your wife. Only his heart was beating a little faster than a normal person. Maybe your wife is exhausted or has done strenuous activities. Please don't be too tired.." Tristan was relieved to hear that.

"Is he conscious?.."

"Tristan.." a soft voice made the three people there turn to the origin of the voice. Kimy was standing there with a pale face.

"Jeez Kimy.." Tristan ran over to the woman, "Why stand here.."

"I'm okay, I don't want to be in the hospital. Let's go home.." Kimy pulls Tristan's hand to take her away.

"What the fuck, no! you rest here." - denied Tristan.

"Yes I'll go home with Dony if you don't want to.." Kimy showed his pouting look.

"Darling.."

"It's okay if the madam wants a break at the master's house. I'll prescribe vitamins for the lady." The doctor interrupted Tristan's words so that there was no long debate.

Tristan narrowed his eyes "Are you sure the doctor?.." the doctor nodded "It's okay, the madam will be fine, just need some rest and take some supplements.."

Tristan looked at Kimy's sweet-smiling face at her "Alright, give my wife the best vitamins.."

"Well." the doctor left them.

"What wife?.." Ask Kimy wonder. "We're not married why did you say I'm your wife.."

"What a difference, we just need a letter. We are like husband and wife, no. Only that s*alan letter makes your status not yet Tristan's mistress.." Tristan grabs Kimy's waist and hugs her possessive woman. "Have not said much, I was so afraid to see you faint, baby. Are you really okay now, hm?.."

"I'm fine.."

"Don, get our plane ready to return to Jakarta soon.."

"Back.." Kimy was surprised, he still wanted to be in Bali, enjoying the beauty of the city.

"Yes we're back, I'm more worried about you than this vacation.."

"But I'm cured, I still want to be here.."

"Later baby, once we get married, we'll go wherever you want. Now that we're back, you have to rest a lot for our marriage to go smoothly." - tristan softly. Kimy was forced to follow Tristan. That night the three actually left Bali on a private plane belonging to Tristan.