Married by Accident
I'm sorry Irin

Last night Irin could not sleep, the arrival of Bambang so disturbed his mind.

'Should I forgive him? Should I believe it? Why does a part of my heart believe he's really sincere with me? But that woman?!'

His heart had begun to fill with Bambang and Irin began to put great hope there, but when he watched the two of them share a room in the hospital everything seemed to be destroyed. Had Bambang not betrayed his marriage would have been perfect.

Irin scratched his heart, like asking for a reflection of himself but with a deeper and wiser point of view. Arguing with his own logic and trying to break it all with a hunch.

'I can't lose anymore. Is marriage not a struggle of two people? Maybe Bambang has fought and sacrificed a lot, this is the time I sacrificed for this marriage. I'll see him tomorrow. I know where to look for him.' Irin had made up her mind until she fell asleep before dawn.

That night Bambang went home, greeted by Winda who was very worried that late Bambang was not at home.

"Where are you from Bam?" Tanya Winda was full of questioning as soon as Bambang got out of the car. Suddenly Bambang collapsed and Winda immediately caught him although not perfect but managed to prevent Bambang to fall down.

"Geez, it's hot on your body. Let's get in!" Winda memapah Bambang with great difficulty into the house. Winda put Bambang's heavy body into his mattress. Seemed he was bored, immediately he looked for a towel to compress Bambang and look for supplies of medicine so that Bambang heat immediately down.

"Belg ... Irina ... Irien ... !" Bambang continued to talk about Irin's name.

Winda who was next to him did not escape Bambang's target, he targeted the mind into his arms so that Winda could feel the rhythm of Bambang's heartbeat. But it was Irin who was called all night.

"If this makes you happy, I will!" Vinda lirih said accompanied by tears that came out without being able to Winda bendung again. Bambang also fell asleep without releasing the Winda.

The next Sunday, Irin was busy preparing herself to pick clothes. The choice to fall on a knee-length dress with a light blue color that successfully makes it beautiful and fresh. Although last night he was sleep-deprived but his determination was round to give a second chance for his marriage. Bambang's determination again touched Irin and resolved to try to believe.

He spurred his car slowly while imagining how Bambang's expression saw his arrival. Heart's pounding. He will admit that if he also misses, he will invite Bambang to open a new page.

When he got to Bambang's house, Irin was surprised to see a little chaos, some pots seemed to fall scattered. The house is quiet, but the door is not closed perfectly. It's still early morning.

'Is Mas Bam awake and out of the house?' Inner Irin.

Irin seemed hesitant to enter while looking around maybe Bambang was exercising as he used to do while living with Irin in the house. Irin finally decided to enter, he could surprise Bambang if he came home later. That's if he's really out of the house. Irin entered slowly, she saw the front room of this house was well maintained, different from the front that she saw earlier. Bambang is diligent.

Then he walked towards the room he used to occupy. The door was half closed, something in his heart returned as if guiding his hand to open the door, he pushed the door in front of him. The sound of the door beating finally woke Winda and Bambang.

He also did not understand why he could sleep hugging Winda. He only remembered it was Irin who he was hugging, ah no. He saw Winda welcome him last night. Ahh glass. Bambang is really sorry.

Winda immediately woke up, grabbed his bag and then left Bambang and Irin who were both sculpting.

He felt guilty, he cursed his stupidity as it passed. Irin was still sculpting, it was hard to digest what had just happened. His hopes fell shattered repeatedly, to pieces. His still trembling legs forced him to walk backwards. Irin tried to reach the door and immediately came out, she regretted coming. His heart feels so tight.

Bambang no longer wants to lose Irin. He no longer knew how to explain everything to Irin. There was no way Irin would trust him again. But there's no way he's taking Irin off. The woman he married in an accident. Bambang got darker in the eyes and almost lost his senses when he saw Irin stepping away.

He jumped out of his bed, running to grab Irin. Just when Irin was about to step out Bambang had managed to grab Irin's hand and prevent it. Bambang immediately closed and locked the front door, he pulled Irin roughly into his embrace. Irin thrashed but free, Bambang very strong embrace it.

Bambang led Irin forcefully into the room. Bambang no longer knew, in what way Irin could understand. He wanted to speak another language, he wanted Irin to understand without him having to explain. Because begging would be free, Irin could not believe anymore.

Arriving at the room, Bambang immediately grabbed Irin's face and kissed his wife's lips forcefully. This salama desire Bambang guard mixed with a sense of not wanting to lose and also passionate longing, making Bambang unable to control himself anymore.

He seized by force the crown that was already his. No matter Irin crying, yelling, hitting clawing, and kicking. Bambang seemed to want to continue inhaling all the honey in front of him without wanting to leave it in the slightest. Irin's resistance is not comparable to Bambang's strength.

Irin just cries and resigned when it was out of energy, while Bambang who was dominated by an explosion of feelings and love just continue to trigger it. Irin's body was still trembling, looking at Bambang who was limp beside her after completing the desire.

During his time with Irin, Bambang was so gentle, very different from what had just happened. Bambang is so rude and compulsive. Is this the real side of Bambang? Irin looked at the man in front of her who nicknamed husband with horror. Bambang just fell silent and tried to regain his consciousness.

"I'm sorry Irin, sorry sorry sorry ....!"

Bambang grabbed Irin's hand and placed it on his chest that was still pounding violently. The weak Irin could no longer resist.

"Feel Irin, here!!! I love you so much!" Bujuk Bambang's.

Irin was unable to answer, she was very disappointed with what Bambang did and she hated it even more and all forms of betrayal.

Bambang then hugged Irin's weak body. There was no response from Irin, Bambang cried there, regretted, and hoped there was a miracle that could open his wife's heart.

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