Marrying Sergeant Major
~ 41 ~
When going down the stairs, Bima mas who just came out of the room while wrapping the watch, frowning saw me only carrying a small pouch.
The pouch contains special sunscrens for the baby's skin. If it is cold, Lala often feels itching on her skin, I used to apply this sunscreen if there are bumps, there is also hair oil, and toiletries.
"That's all?" ask Bima when my step was on the last step of the stairs.
"Mommy's home has Lala's clothes, so there's no need to bring clothes"
When Mas Bima noticed the look on my face, she put the back of my hand on my forehead.
"No fever" muttered Bima. "Are you sad to have two days apart from your daughter"
"What would I do if there wasn't Lala?"
"Well?" Bima looked at me in wonder. "Gurusin me if confused"
"I'm serious, mas"
"I'm serious too"
"Don't joke around a lot, it's time to pick up Lala, it's too late" I said.
My thoughts were suddenly chaotic, I had a bad feeling about Lala, even though she was just going to stay at her mom's house, but somehow it was as if I was going to part with her long enough.
"Two days isn't long, baby"
Accustomed to the jokes Bima mas, the strange calls he made to me, as well as his gentle demeanor, made me not as nervous as before. Although only a little, at least I can control my crazy heartbeat when dealing with Bima mas.
"Be careful!"
Unexpectedly, Mas Bima scooped my waist with my right hand so that I attached to it.
"Oops" My hand accidentally landed on his chest.
"I'll be careful, an hour to go home"
"J-don't speed, pity Lala later!"
"Okay, I'm leaving"
I drove Bima's mas to the front door. Suddenly he kissed my forehead. Something that was never in my imagination.
Indeed, Bima recently kissed my lips a lot, but this is the first time he kissed my forehead when he wanted to leave.
Really our relationship has improved, but I still have a little doubt because Bima has not said 'I love you'.
"Come in, I'll close the gate myself"
"Be careful!" My message again.
"Yes, assalamu'alaikum" She nodded in a voice that was no longer cold.
"Wa'alaikumsalam"
As soon as Bima's mas came out of the gate and closed it again, he had time to roll his eyes before the gate was completely closed. Obviously the man was teasing me.
I shook my head with a smile.
Maybe Bima has accepted me.
While waiting for Bima to return home, I ironed our clothes. I inhaled the scent of Lala's clothes when it was her turn to iron them. Bima's clothes also had time to hug and I kissed deeply in the aroma.
Just a few minutes passed, but I've missed Bima as well as her daughter.
While imagining Lala's father's ignorance, her face turned annoying when pranking me, I suddenly heard the sound of a bell ringing.
I nodded with curiosity.
Was Bima not going to take Lala to the house of mami?
Not in vain put a sad face in front of Bima mas earlier. It turned out that the same cold guy like him.
I unplugged the string cable and rushed out of the house. As I was about to open the gate, I grabbed the khimar and wore it while taking a wide step.
The gate was already open, I gulped when not the figure of Bima mas standing behind the iron door.
"Sir Yoga!"
"Is your husband there?" Ask with a mysterious smile.
"Nothing"
"I came here there's an important need for him"
"But Bima does not exist"
"Okay, you can represent him. Can I come in?"
I didn't answer right away. For being astonished by his language 'I am you'
"This is related to his daughter, Syahla Athalia Anggara"
My heart was struggling to hear Lala's name being mentioned.
"On Lala?" I frowned.
"Yes"
When I hesitated, I finally let the man in. He's a well-educated and a lawyer, so I don't think he dares to mess around. He was just visiting for some interest regarding my little daughter.
"Come on, come on in!"
I closed the gate again.
Sitting in the living room, I left the door wide open. Not want to make Bima misunderstand if suddenly he came home.
"Can get to the point" I said starting the conversation.
"It can, but before I wanted to say something"
"What?" manya curious.
"You're a wife you've never considered, right? Why are you still in this toxic relationship?"
"Originally you know, you're nothing more than a baby sister to Lala" she added sarcastically.
And it makes my chest feel tight.
"What do you mean?"
"I know very well that you've never been touched by Bima, right?"
I'm screching. "Know what you are?"
The man in front of me smiled disdainfully "You don't have to deny, Gesya has told me everything. If you want, I can help you get out of this relationship, or marry me, I will definitely give you an inner living"
"Get your word, Mr. Yoga!"
"Mkc... Come on, you're the woman Bima didn't expect to be. You will live happily with me" After saying that He got up and stepped towards the long sofa I was sitting on.
"What do you want?" When the man sat down, the trick seconds later I got up to get away from him.
The man stepped closer, making me step back.
"What do you want?"
"We can talk very well, Ms. Arimbi. I make sure you will not regret separating with Bima, just relax I will give you luxury, inner living is also born"
"Stop there" I screamed and gave my hand code to stop.
"I'll never live with a man like you"
"It's so arrogant of you!"
"Astaghfirullah, Istighfar Pak Yoga! You've been sassy on me, you've crossed the line"
Ignoring my words, the man returned a cynical smile. There was a terrifying grin clearly painted on his face, and it made me even more gutsless.
My cold sweat came out, my heart also seemed to rise to the rhythm of the beat.
He continued to step forward along with my feet that stepped back.
Many times I gulped, praying in my heart that Bima would come home soon.
"By rejecting me, you have demeaned me, Ms. Arimbi. This is a good opportunity for me because Bima is not home. I'm right, aren't I?"
"What do you really mean?"
"I want to taste you"
The man approached, looking at me from head to toe.
I intended to run, but quickly a man named Yoga grabbed my wrist. It gripped so hard that its nails were on my skin.
"Of Arimbi, we can do it well"
"Take me off!" I tried to take his hand off my hand.
"let go?" he clucked.. "Ckkk, how could I just let you go. Mumpung no Bima at home I can do it" his cynical smile grew sharper.
"Of Arimbi, where your room is, we can do it in ran_" The sentence stopped because I could no longer hold myself back and reflexively slapped him.
His pair of eyes flashed, looking at me full of anger as he rubbed the cheek of my former slap.
"Quite you put me down" I said trying to calm myself down and trying to normalize my stingy breath.
"Strongly strong is also your strength"
He pulled me towards Bima's mas room. While passing through the ornamental table, one hand grabbed a vase of flowers and threw it at his head.
My hand slipped, and I rushed out of the house to ask for help.
But only a few steps, he pulled my khimar and that moment also the khimar slipped from my head.
My hair that I had just wrapped with the origin, was immediately scattered.
He immediately pushed me until I staggered to the floor, then crouched down and slapped me on either side of my face.
A pretty hard slap actually, there was even blood dripping from the corner of my lips, but it didn't make me feel sore.
Mas Bima's! I screamed in my heart calling the name of Bima mas repeatedly.
"Based on the poor woman, the saintly pretender, the foolish woman. Obviously you are suffering, still surviving for a man like Bima"
He took my hand again, led me towards the sofa. My body was thrown and fell in a sitting position on the sofa.
Although it has lost power, but I try to maintain the clothes to stay attached to my body.
His long nails, able to tear my skin off my chest.
He slapped me again until I felt a tremendous headache.
I didn't know what to do, all I could do was pray while trying to get rid of the man's hand that was about to pull my clothes.
Suddenly Yoga came out of my sight.
Mas Bima, he pulled his shirt from behind and directly threw a punch on Yoga's face.
The man who works as a soldier is very good at martial arts, making him not feel difficulty giving a punch to his opponent.
"How dare you touch my wife"
One punch back landed on the sturdy jaws of Yoga. Even Bima did not give the man a chance to return the blow.
"How dare you injure my wife" He struck her again mercilessly.
"Bima, don't get me wrong, he asked me to do it because he didn't get your inner living from you"
"Enough!" Anger on the face of Bima increasingly visible. "You think I believe?"
"Really Bim, he asked for it"
Mas Bima glanced at me with the tail of her eyes, staring at my hair that was not covered with cloth.
A pair of neutrals turned back to staring at Yoga's face.
"I won't let you get away, I'll make sure you're in jail"
Clutching the crah, Bima dragged Yoga's body and threw it out the door.
"You can get away from my house, but you can't avoid the CCTVs in my house. CCTV's, know everything"
After saying that, Bima kicked Yoga's leg and turned around and closed the door violently.
He immediately ran to walk up to me.
"Sorry" Bima carried my body and took me to her room. Without hesitation I wrapped my arms around her neck, hiding my face in her square chest.
Arriving in the room, Bima mas threw me on the bed.
This was the first time my back touched Bima's soft mattress.
Without saying anything, Bima also threw herself beside me, then hugged me tightly while peeping at the top of my head.
"You're safe now"
Shamelessly I returned Bima's embrace, venting my side without caring about my heart whose detachment was still unstable.
Almost an hour in this position, Bima stretched our arms.
"We treat your wounds first, Bi"
"It doesn't hurt mas" My hug hardened, and as if Bima understood with my desire that still wanted to be in his arms.
Seriate...
Ah. for his special part (Arimbima special night) tomorrow only.
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