Married by Accident
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I wrestle with my own mind. Separated by this cruel fate, I lost and I was disappointed. All the difficulties of life I managed to go through with him, until me and he were at the independent point like now. It's not easy considering we're both just village teenagers who dream of living comfortably in the Capital City.

Bambang's shadow has not passed, I have not been able to release it. I put myself in love whose next hand stopped clapping. At its peak when I started to feel like thirst, like sakau, I couldn't even sleep and I finally decided to just look at it from afar.

Miris right?

Every day after work, I was sitting around his house, and just left after seeing Bambang even though it was only his shadow. Otherwise, I could not sleep, it felt like thirst and would just disappear after seeing it. I keep watching him every day from afar. She really takes care of the girl, she even hires a nurse to look after the girl while she works. And also bring some people like ustadzah to his house.

Until one day I didn't see it, neither did the shadow and I felt very uncomfortable. I decided to look for him and go in. I can reason to come as a friend, right?

I knocked how many times and there was no answer. I tried to open the door and it turned out to be unlocked, after thinking a few seconds to enter or not, I finally decided to enter. What the hell's going on?

Bambang lay unconscious on the floor with a few drops of blood from his head. I screamed. And I saw the girl seem to be fast asleep with a shard of a flower vase nearby. I can guess that girl hit Bambang on the head.

I grabbed Bambang trying to check his consciousness. It turned out that he was still conscious and only weak. I took her with great difficulty to the clinic near her home. Bambang got an infusion and some stitches on his head.

"How's my friend doing, Doc?" I asked the doctor who handled it.

"His head is fine, the wound has been sewn. But his condition was weak, it seemed like he was experiencing tremendous fatigue from the physical as well as from the mind. That's what causes him to drop, you should be told to rest first, yes, Mba."

"Thank you, Doc."

As soon as I came to Bambang, I sat in a chair that was a bit close to him. From this position it is clearly visible tired on his face. The face that used to be radiant, fresh, and full of optimism. Now it's just a burden that's there, I know the guilt that he's carrying is so great. Not to mention the overwhelming mental and pesikis burden. And that girl.

I could not see it, I wanted to take a little weight on his shoulders so I could carry it and lighten the burden. But what a force, a sacred bond has separated me and him.

"Win?" Suddenly he called me apparently he wasn't really asleep.

"Bam, you take a break. Just go to sleep!"

"I can't Win." He tried to get up but it seemed like the pain in his head had not gone away.

"Don't Bam, you're so weak. The doctor said you were so tired."

"Airina is alone Win, too dangerous for her."

"All right, you just take a break. Let me accompany him! You need to rest, you need to be treated."

I was moved by Bambang's determination to the girl. I'm doing this for Bambang, I don't know what I'm doing. I don't know what I expected to do with this.

I rested while looking at the girl, sweetie. Has his face made Bambang turn away from me? And tired of it I finally fell asleep.

I woke up when the sound of the girl's roaring cry was heard. I looked for the source of her voice, she was crying in the corner of the room. This time he didn't look crazy, I mean depressed. She was crying like an ordinary girl with deep sadness.

Bambang is right, nothing is easy. For her, for me, and even for the girl. His suffering was quite heavy, it seems that I mistaken this hatred of him. If he could, he would definitely refuse this marriage. Naturally Bambang was captivated so deeply by this girl's grief.

I don't know what got into me, I approached the girl couldn't bear to hear the heartache of her crying, and I hugged her trying to calm her down. He returned my hug.

"Abuuu ... !"

I was blocked, as soon as I felt a stream of sadness enter the recesses of my heart. She hugged me so tightly, and kept calling me Mother. I felt his wounds, the emptiness in his eyes in line with the emptiness of his heart, maybe even his life. I let him cry to his fullest, no matter how wet my shirt was.

After she calmed down I left her, she returned with her blank look. I said goodbye when the one who used to take care of her came. I went straight to the clinic where Bambang was treated.

He was already better, the effects of the medicine helped him sleep soundly.

"Sorry Win, trouble you."

"Don't hesitate Bam, I don't feel bothered I even kasian you bear all this alone. I hope you don't consider me someone else, don't bear all this alone I'll definitely help if you need help."

"Win," Bambang seemed to doubt what I just said.

"Don't think shit. You overwhelmed Bam, you have to admit that. You're exhausted."

"It's not fair to you Win, go! It's punishment for me. You should start your new life soon, don't mind me!"

I looked at him, trying to understand what he had just said. For a moment I forgot, they were married. The evil sacred boundary that has torn apart my dreams.

"Give me Bam time, I can't just leave. Don't make me leave you, give me time. I promise you, I won't ask you back."

"Win ...."

"I don't want to hear anymore, I'm not going to just walk away, let me step away little by little. Let me also help you, you can't handle this ordeal alone, especially that girl."

Bambang fell silent, then he nodded his head in agreement. I know, the weight is so heavy. He could not but complain.

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