Marrying Sergeant Major
~ 42 ~
"Your injuries need to be treated, Bi!"
I removed my circle of hands on Bima's waist, then rubbed my wet cheeks.
In his arms earlier, I imagined how savage the man was, I do not know what would happen if Bima mas did not come on time.
But on the other hand, I'm grateful that Lala didn't have to witness the astonishing scene about an hour ago. If my daughter saw, I'm sure she'd be more traumatized than me, because all this time Lala and I lived in an environment far from torture. Although the attitude of Bima mas unpleasant to me, but during the stay together in his house, this man who still inhabits my heart did not throw any punches or other violence against me.
Only my mind is tormented, but her daughter can always heal the wounds her father inflicted, while I am sincere with them.
The saying that love can silence logic is true. My logic is covered by my love for Bima.
Bima's hands that suddenly lifted my chin to be pointed at his gaze, made me realize that I had just dissolved in my own mind.
"Forgot the incident, get rid of it all the way from your memory, understand"
I responded with a little eye and nod.
"Obatin your wounds first yes"
Both times I nodded, and Bima's mas immediately kissed my forehead.
Mas Bima first woke up, then helped me get up and arrange a pillow behind me so that I was more comfortable leaning on the headboard.
"Wait a minute, I'll get the P3K box first"
"Yes" I confirmed my slightly messy clothes.
When Mas Bima walked out of the room, I collected the strands of my hair into one and then rolled them up.
Minutes passed, Bima mas back with a tray filled with a glass of water and a small box containing P3K tools.
The man sat on the edge of the bed with a sideways position facing me.
"Drink first!" His orders, he helped bring the glass closer to my mouth.
As the seconds passed, I groaned softly as the coldness of the alcohol touched the wound on the corner of the lip. While Mas Bima continued to press the cotton right on the wound due to a hard slap from the man.
"It's a good thing to go home quickly" I said slowly because there was pain I felt. "If you're late, I don't know what's going on with me"
"Std.. I told you, forget about it"
"But how did you get home so soon?"
"What's fast, Bi? This includes a long time for me because there was a traffic jam right to the house of mami. If I had not stopped by the mosque near the house for maghrib prayer, maybe you did not arrive in this slap"
"Why did you know this was a slap wound?" I cringed in wonder.
"So right past the mosque near our house, I heard iqomah, I decided to stop first for maghrib prayer, so that until home can directly ngerjain wife, jahilin wife until her face red"
"Mas" lirihku. I knew he was teasing me, trying to make me smile when I was scared.
"Keep" he said, this time unbuttoning my upper shirt, then gently rubbing the cotton wet with alcohol on the claw wound. "Finished praying, I check the condition of the house and see the beautiful girl, but when I open the phone for a CCTV check, I see you running and being followed by a man, I see you running, at first I didn't know who the guy who pulled your hijab was and pushed you down, but when the camera rotated around the room, I knew that jerk was Yoga, I went straight home when I saw him slap you twice at once" he said at length.
"Where else is it sick?"
I showed my wrist which was also slightly injured due to the grip from his fingernails.
"Geez!" Desis mas Bima then directly poured the antiseptic liquid into a new cotton. "Four nails, Bi?" The man in front of me shook his head. "What's he doing grabbing you?"
"Mas also once grabbed my hand like this, although not as strong, but enough to leave a red mark"
"I'm sorry" Mas Bima was full of guilt.
"It's okay. I'm sincere"
Staying focused, Bima continued to treat the wound on my wrist.
"It's over" he said after a few minutes had passed.
Mas Bima then looked at me with a deep regret. "I'm sorry, because of me, you have to experience this"
"It's okay, I love Lala, so I'm sincere about whatever I do to me"
It is possible that Bima mas think if he accepts me from the beginning, I do not need to be insulted like that by Yoga.
"How much do you love Lala?" Mas Bima folded one of his legs to place it on the mattress.
"No measure" I replied of origin. That's the truth, I don't know how much I feel about Lala.
"Isn't it because Lala is the daughter of the man you've loved since you were in Madrasah?"
My forehead forms a fold once I hear the phrase mas Bima.
"Mas know?"
"Mami the crita"
Then silence. Mas Bima just looked at me intensely. When his gaze deepened, I looked down because it was not strong if I had to face each other for so long.
"Pick me or Lala?"
I who was looking down immediately raised my eyes, finding out the meaning of the choice of Bima mas.
"What do you mean?"
"Prefer to separate from the man you love, or separate from the son of the man you love?"
A simple question, but too complicated for me to answer.
"Bi?" call Bima when I keep my mouth shut.
"Say, you'd prefer me, or Lala"
"I can't choose, you're both precious in my life" Lirih, very soft, looking back at my finger that I suddenly played with nervousness.
Mas Bima lifted my chin.
"Must choose one, who will you choose? Lala, or me?"
Swallowing, I looked into the eyeballs of Bima which to me was very scary. The lightening of the eyes that I don't want to see at all.
"Hmm?" The man firmly raised his chin as well as eyebrows simultaneously. "Choose to split with me and live with Lala, or split with Lala and live with me?"
"Sep apart from the mas, and live with Lala" my heart says.
"Why?" Bima still looked at me sharply.
"My affection and love for Lala, far greater than my love for you, if I will" I paused my words for myself.
Mas Bima took a deep breath, then pulled me into her arms.
"Whoever it is, I won't let them separate you, even if it's Lala's own mother"
"I, you, and Lala, will stay together at all times. I can guarantee that"
He said he was still in a position to hug each other. Mas Bima who was holding me first, she wrapped my hand on her waist when I never returned her embrace.
"From now on we will live like a married couple out there. Your marriage, will be as happy as the marriage of mbak Za and mbak Kanes"
I hugged her in response to her words.
"I haven't had a bath, mas" I said after decades of we venting out each other's taste. A feeling I don't know what it feels like.
After breaking her arms, without warning Bima lifted my body and took me to the bathroom.
He put me on the closet and said.
"Bring here"
"But my shirt?"
"I'll get it" Sahut mas Bima who then immediately stepped out.
****
The next morning, after breakfast, Bima and I headed to the hospital to do a visa. Previously, Bima had called my office to give me permission not to go to work because of illness.
Because Mas Bima had arranged a schedule to meet the doctor with the help of Mbak Kanes, we did not have to wait long to do the examination.
Mbak Kanes, is the older brother of Bima who works as a Phohrenics expert doctor.
If there is an unnatural corpse, it will be the duty of Kanes and also Ayu mbak who is an expert in autopsying the body.
Mbak Kanes, can marry mas Rangga who is a police officer, it is because they are often involved in extreme work. Similarly, Ayu mbak who had once wandered to Jakarta because of Bagas mas, asked for his help to autopsy the body on the case of successive murders that had occurred in the metropolitan city, they fall in love with each other and decide to get married.
Only Za and Kenan inherited their parents' business.
After the hospital, we went straight to the police station to make a report about the abuse and sexual harassment that happened to me.
His father Lala, who is a TNI, has many acquaintances including the police. There is also a Bagas mas who will escort our case to completion.
In addition to meeting Bagas who was assigned to the resort area where we live, I also met with Kak Rosa, a lawyer who was appointed by Bima to investigate the case.
The woman who had made my bad thoughts cross paths.
"Still Ros" said mas Bima in response to a smile by sister Rosa.
"No need to thank you, if my client is you and Elfino, I will try hard to help"
Rosa turned to look at me. "Hopefully recover soon, Ms. Arimbi" he added referring to me.
"Aamiin, thank you"
Their friendship that intertwined since sitting on the bench of MA, persisted until now without any conflict.
Salute with mas Bima, mas Elfino and also sister Rosa.
After the police station business was over, we didn't go home, he took me to enjoy the recreation in our town.
For me it was a date, my first date, with my first love.
During enjoying the beauty of this place, the hand of Bima mas can not be separated from my hand for a moment. She kept holding him tight as if to show the world that I was her boyfriend.
Not a girlfriend, Bima is too old to date at the age of thirty-four years.
But even though he was already a three-headed man, he was still like a man whose age was only two or three years from my age who stepped on the number two six.
Satisfied having fun, we finally went home after dinner outside. I was directed to Bima's mas room as soon as I entered our house.
"Go take your clothes, I'll get yours"
Undeniably, I also according to then enter the bathroom in the room mas Bima.
On the sidelines of my clean bath that has been completed from the big hadas, I imagine last night while sleeping in the room of Bima mas. For the first time, I slept in the arms of the man I loved. A hug that I felt was so comfortable, that I seemed to want to repeat again and again.
I even forgot Lala because she was so washed away in the arms of Bima mas all night.
My bathing activity was over, I put on a kimono towel and immediately opened the bathroom door.
As soon as the door opened, I found Bima sitting at a desk that seemed to be typing something. She had also taken a bath and was wearing the same cloth as me, otherwise bathing in Lala's bathroom, it was possible to take a bath in my room.
Ah ... I want to get rid of my guessing vices.
"Mas, where's my shirt?" ask me while drying my hair using a towel.
Mas Bima turned around, without turning off the brightly lit monitor screen.
"It's over?" instead of telling me where to put my clothes, she asked back.
"Which book?" My master as he spread his gaze over the bed and sofa.
"I forgot to take it" The man got up from his seat then walked over to me.
And my heart, somehow can be this wild right away.
"What do you want?" I looked at him full of sight.
"Clearned our relationship?"
"I mean?"
Mas Bima did not answer, he just looked at me intensely, complete with a smile that he had never shown me so far. A smile that implies a seriousness, a feeling of pleasure, that radiates positive energy for me. This man took me in his arms and laid me on his bed.
As for my brain, a split second was only fixed and twitching on two words..
First night.
Seriate...
The next part will be out this afternoon.
There will be a selection of editors that may be a bit long, because I label the part specifically adult, but will not be as vulgar as stories 18+ version of other authors kok 😂😂
So don't Shock if you're ordinary.