Love Is Hurt (Wedding Polygamy)
Season 05's. Tata Story 13's.
Since I chose him I have learned to believe. Although many things sometimes try to make doubts. However, I understand, I've placed him as the most important person in my life. Someone I understand is not perfect, but always trying to improve. That's what made me love him. I believe in his deepest heart, he is a man who understands how to love. He's the one I want to make home for all my returns.
"Tata, what are you doing here?"
I was shocked when Mas Gevan pulled my hand violently.
"Mas, what the hell? It hurts!" I cringed in pain.
"Who is that man what is your affair?" the accusation.
"What affair? Don't be reckless?"
"Dok, don't be rude dong!" Rey stood up.
"This is none of your business. I know you intend to destroy my household," said Mas Gevan pointing at Mr. Rey's face.
True, people say, if someone cheats then he will accuse us who are not cheating to cover up all his mistakes.
"Let's go home quickly!"
Mas Gevan pulled my hand violently through the hospital corridor without caring about the gazes of the doctors and nurses who were astonished to see the two of us. Several times I cringed in pain but this man seemed to care nothing at all. He only cares about his feelings. Without him knowing that it hurt me so much.
But time can never be guessed. Sometimes feelings are tested by things that make them weak and as if they are not strong to defend each other. It shouldn't be that weak. We both know that we will always have things that are unexpected. It's okay if he suddenly doubts me. If he suddenly feels I'm not the best for him. I understand, there are a lot of things I can never do for sure. All I know is that I can only try my hardest.
"Lake in!" Mas Gevan opened the car door for me to enter.
Then he came in too. My cheeks instantly heat up withstanding the clear melt in my eye pellets. He didn't ask anything to play directly hit me and hurt me. I wiped my rough tears and refused to see my husband.
What if he were me? Seeing her own husband making love to her cousin. Maybe he just detonated the bomb.
"Who is that man, Tata?" he was flushed with a red and angry face. His neck looks popping.
I looked at him angrily as well.
"Why are you rude? I should have asked him who the man was not to pull my hand violently. My hand hurts, Mom," my rug shows my reddened hand due to such a strong grip.
Naturally if sekdeli comes feeling tired in the relationship. He may also have felt weak in my attitude. I am also tired of facing my ego sometimes.
He immediately stepped on the brake suddenly. Then he noticed my hands were indeed red and even slightly scratched and injured.
"Sorry."
"I'm sorry. I'm afraid of losing you" he said, peeping at the back of my hand.
I was not at all fascinated by his eyes. I'm even disgusted to remember him having sex with Queen Ma'am. I don't think I'd be touched by this guy. A man who has the heart to heal the wounds in the hearts of his wife and children.
I fought for Mas Gevan. However, it was only sad that he left me. I thought we were defending each other, before it turned out that this was all I wanted. Then he said stay strong without her. Stay strong on dreams. So what does this togetherness mean? If only I were the only one who felt. Is he happy in a way that doesn't make me happy? Does he know how to forget it? The parts of her and I've been traveling, are pieces that have possessed the pilu.
Keep going further and further. Let me calm all fragile feelings. For me, there will always be a reason to love myself. May Mas Gevan be happy with everything he chooses in this life. Although honestly the feeling about him never really died. I once hoped that we would be back in one piece despite being separated for quite a while.
Life must continue. Let's deal with all the tangled pain. Mas Gevan doesn't have to think about me. Because he won't be able to live that part of my life. It's so heavy. But I just want him to be happy for his life. If that's what I think is best, let me restore my heart by deliberately making it no good anymore. The heart that used to love her so much, now she really hurt my feelings completely.
"I'm sorry."
He pulled me into his arms. Ever since our household was troubled I have indeed shied away from anything related to him. I don't want to let my heart be killed slowly.
He threw me a glass of what I built with sweat and really me. He threw away something I missed. The weight of these footsteps as he turned out to choose another path. Is this how he keeps his promises? Is this what he's trying to keep someone he loves? Which part of my earnestness made him doubt me. Can he give me an explanation even though my feelings are still at last he said. Can he try to teach you how to understand, how to accept the same feelings when a loved one cuts a wound?
"Mas is afraid that you will be tempted by the men out there" he said, still hugging my body.
I don't reply but I don't return his embrace. All the feelings that used to stir in my chest are no longer something that makes me happy. All gone. Everybody's leaving.
"Sorry Mas was rude," he hugged me tight.
I wanted to push this guy's body away from me. I feel disgusted, I don't want to share my body with other women.
I let go of her embrace with a flat face.
"Mas take it easy. I'm not the type of person who likes to be double even though maybe in a duakan. I don't like to play with heart and fire, Mas. Moreover, to reduce the wounds on the heart that I love," said I coldly.
He and I are two different people when it comes to feelings. Actually I could have taken revenge and accepted Sherly's offer and married Mr. Rey. But sorry, classy lady. I will not return the affair with the affair but I will repay him with regrets that he will not forget throughout his life.
"I'm sorry, I've tempzon the same as you. By tid_"
"Mas, how do you know me? Better before you tempzon the same me. You first introspect yourself. Before judging me. I am not a cheap woman who would sell my body to a man who is not my husband. So, if you think I'm like that, you're obviously wrong, Mas."
"What do you mean?" the question seems to not understand.
"I know you understand what I mean, Mom."
Seriate...